I can't believe I lost her. Great, now I have no idea what's going on. Am I supposed to go somewhere special, or do I just go on the train with all the other students? This and about a million other questions were running through my brain. All the while I was trying not to get smashed by incoming students and those already on the platform. Everyone else seemed to know what was going on, except me of course. I bumped into many people muttering apologies, but I then knocked a girl completely down when I turned to once again look for Professor McGonagall.
"Ouch!" came the surprised cry.
"I'm so sorry." I scrambled to help her up. "I'm so, so sorry. I'm a bit out of my element if you know what I mean. I lost my guide, Professor McGonagall, and I'm new and I just can't seem to do anything right." This all came out in one fast jumble of words, it's a miracle she understood any of it.
"No, it's quite alright. See, I'm fine. No harm done." the girl stated with a smile. "You say that you're new? I didn't know that Hogwarts accepted transfers, and especially ones at such an advanced age?"she added quizzically looking at me.
"They don't usually. I was told that many times upon my admission by your school board, but Dumbledore insisted on it. So, here I am pulled from my last year of schooling to come to learn in a foreign country. "I realized that I sounded a bit sour so I added, "Not that there is anything wrong with England, I just prefer a place where I know the landscape."
She nodded understandingly "I know what you mean. I'm going to guess you're from the states then?"
"Yeah, I guess that's pretty obvious isn't it?"
"Yeah it is." she laughed, "That's ok though. You might stick out for a bit, one because you're the new girl and two because you're from a foreign country."
"Great. That's just what I need more attention…"
"Well, "she looked around, "I don't see Professor McGonagall anywhere so I guess I can show you the ropes for now. We'd better get on the train before it gets too crowded, you can sit with me and my friends."
"Thank you so much you have no idea how grateful I am for your help. This really means a lot to me."
"My pleasure. Oh, by the way, my name is Lily Evans."
"I'm Melody Chambers."
"Fantastic. Let's go."
She grabbed my arm and pulled me along with more strength than I was expecting from her. She seemed to be one of those 'soft' girls who don't really have much backing them. I finally took the time through all the stress to exam my second rescuer. She was slightly taller than I was and she had awesome red hair that was billowing out behind her as the wind tried to hinder our approach to the train. She turned to make sure I was still ok. I got a good look at her face. It was a nice oval shaped almost regal face. She had a smattering of freckles and pretty green eyes. 'Hm, maybe I'll have to try that one I thought to myself.'
We hopped on the train. Luckily it seemed that Lily had already been on and had claimed a cabin for us to sit in. We entered and she was right I immediately became the object of their attention. There were three other girls in the cabin. Two were sitting on one side looking at what appeared to be some sort of wizard magazine. The one holding the magazine had blonde hair and blue eyes. I already made a mental note to be wary of her; I've had bad luck with these 'Aryans' in the past. The girl sitting opposite of her had long brown hair and a sort of hazel eye color. She looked at me as if I had fallen from the ceiling and started tap dancing. The other girl was sulking and had been looking out the window when we came in and didn't turn around until the other girls did. She looked at me and I was a little alarmed she had a black, short, edgy haircut that was only made more effective by her nearly black eyes. It was a little unnerving.
"Nice hair." said the edgy chick. This seemed to jump everyone out of their 'let's stare at the new girl kick'.
"Hey guys. This is Melody Chambers. She is a transfer student from America." Lily started. "Melody these are my best friends on the face of the planet." Pointing at the edgy chick, "This is Mia Rhodes. I would say don't worry she doesn't bite, but I'm not sure if that's entirely true."
"That was only once and it doesn't count. Don't believe all that she says she's a known lair." Mia retorted.
"I am not and you know it. Anyways, the girl with the blonde hair over there is Alana Michaels. She is on the house Quidditch team, she plays as one of the chasers."
"Hi there, it's nice to see a new face." said Alana.
"Last but not least, Meagan Vanderbilt the gooey center that keeps us all together."
"Nice to meet you Melody, I'm sure you'll do fine here at Hogwarts." Meagan said.
"Thank you. I really appreciate you letting me sit with you guys, or else I would have been alone." I stated wearily.
"Not a problem. Why don't you tell us about yourself?" Alana asked.
"Yeah, how did you end up here?" Lily added.
"Well, I guess I should just give you the entire story. I go to, no, went, to Blair Witch Academy for Young Girls. As you can probably guess it is in the U.S. I was having a blast there with my friends and we were at the end of year assembly when they announced that we were having a special guest coming to talk to us, and maybe even offer us some scholarships for continuing our education. Next thing I know I get called down to the stage and this old dude, Dumbledore, asked me if I possessed any special talents. I not thinking told him I could play French horn and I could play guitar. He laughed and smiled and said 'No not that kind of talent, I mean magically.' At that point I started to worry. I did, do have a special talent, but none of my friends knew and I wanted to keep it that way. He must have seen the distress on my face and politely asked my Headmistress if he could speak to me in private. Needless to say I was a bit freaked out by this but didn't say anything. "
By now I figured they would all have drool seeping from their mouths form the boredom I was putting them through but they all seemed generally interested. So I continued," We then went to the Headmistress' office where he asked me to take a seat. He then said,' I know what your secret is and I don't think you should hide it. At my school you wouldn't have to. No one there would judge you any differently. I'm offering you a chance to explore this talent more. We even have someone at our school that may be able to help.' I was floored no one had ever figured out what I was hiding, well except my parents. I thought who is this crazy man and what did he want with me. So then I asked him just what did he think made me so special? He looked at me as if I were the crazy one for asking such a thing. He said, 'Well, of course I am referring to your gift as a metamorphmagus.' I was really waiting for the 'duh', but I guess Dumbledore was a classier guy than that." I stopped my monologue to get some gauge on their reactions to this news.
As I had expected all of their mouths were hanging open in shock. "Well, I guess I'll go find a different spot to sit. Thanks for your kindness anyways." I resigned.
Mia was the first to respond. "What? Wait, why are you leaving?"
"I assume you don't want to associate with me, it's fine I knew that I would most likely spend my life in exile here."
"What? Are crazy or something? What are you talking about?" Lily practically shouted at me.
"You don't want to ruin your social status by you being associated with me."
"Okay, let's slow this down a bit. You're saying that we will be shunned for being friends with you. Am I getting this right?" Meagan said.
"Well, yeah. What have you guys been living under a rock, being a metamorphmagus is severely frowned upon? Don't you want to have a future? People who are friends with us are treated just as bad." I looked at them as if they had five heads.
"I think she is crazy." Mia interjected.
"Don't be mean Mia. Obviously this is just a rule, or standard in the states. We don't treat metamorphmagus' any differently than normal people. In actuality they are considered pretty damn cool." Alana explained.
"Oh…." was all I managed to say.