This 1st part is really short because its just a set up to the 2nd part, Saving the Spare. I own nothing except Olivia Black.
Mind you this is all setting for GOF, a very long prologue in a way lol
Chapter One
Ghost Train
Another year of rumors, whispers and suspicious eyes. I was now in my fifth year at Hogwarts. I walked with my godfather, Uncle Remus, to the platform for the Hogwarts Express. Uncle Remus and I had an unusual bond, even at sixteen I took more care of him then he took care of me.
We weren't the normal wizard family, ignoring the fact that my father was an escaped convict. No, Uncle Remus was a werewolf, but I didn't care, he was my family.
"Your father says he wishes he could have been here to see us off and says he loves you," he whispered. I stopped him.
"Where is he now?"
He sighed. "Just outside of London."
We continued to the train. "I'm glad to have someone to talk to-" I ran into someone.
"S-sorry," he said.
"No, it's alright." I looked up to see a pair of grey eyes. He stepped away and gulped. "Um, sorry, I've got friends waiting," he stammered and turned away.
I sighed, friends.
"Come on Olivia, we wouldn't want to miss the train. It's almost eleven o'clock."
I took in a breath and we made our way onto the train. Once we found an empty compartment I put my trunk up above and pulled out my Quidditch magazine. Uncle Remus threw his robes over him and dozed off.
Suddenly the door slid open to reveal the only other family I had. It was Harry Potter and his friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. The two boys had their mouths hanging open.
Hermione spoke. "Everywhere else is full, do you mind?" I hesitantly shook my head. "Just let my uncle sleep… He's been suffering… insomnia lately," I whispered.
They all nodded and quietly put away their trunks. The three introduced themselves, even though I knew exactly who they were. I had promised my father to look after Harry since their first year.
"I'm Olivia…" I side glanced at my sleeping uncle. "Lupin."
Ron looked at my magazine that I was holding. "Oh, are you on your house's team?" he asked.
"No, but I am trying out again this year." They all quirked a brow. "You see we have a new captain this year, so my luck might change. I even bought a new broom and gloves." I was glad to have others my age to talk to like a normal witch.
"Harry's on the Gryffindor team, he's a seeker," Hermione said proudly. I smiled. And my brother of sorts, I added mentally.
Soon we had all changed into our robes and the sky changed from light blue to navy. Rain began to pour over the English countryside.
"Do you think they'll catch Black?" Hermione asked. I diverted my attention to my magazine and intentionally ignored their conversation about my father.
Suddenly the cart jerked and the lights flickered. Then died…
The train lurched to a stop. "Ouch, Ron. That was my foot," Hermione complained. Ron peered out the window.
"Why have we stopped?" Harry voiced. "Something's out there," Ron whimpered.
Our door slid open and my eyes went wide.
It was so cold. I went rigid in my seat and squeezed my eyes shut.
"Expecto Patronum!" I heard. I opened my eyes to see a brilliant, white light at the tip of my uncle's wand. The black figure screeched and bolted out into the corridor, taking the frigid cold with it. I sucked in a warm breath of air and saw Harry slumped on the floor.
Uncle Remus pulled him up to the seat and pulled out a bar of chocolate out of his robes. He broke off a piece for everyone and Harry began to stir. He groaned and sat up. "What was that?" he asked hoarsely.
"It was a Dementor. Here eat this, it's chocolate, you'll feel better." Harry bit into it and sat up fully.
"If you'll excuse me, I'll have to talk to the driver." I got up to follow my uncle and as soon as I was in the corridor, he turned on his heels. "Stay," he ordered. I huffed and finally nodded. I went back into the cart and sat down, my arms crossed like a child.
Once we were at Hogwarts I grabbed my trunk and made way off the train to the carriages. Of course I was alone and it carried me up to the castle.
When I was seated in the Great Hall, Dumbledore announced that Uncle Remus would be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. He told us about the Dementors being stationed around the school and that they were searching for my father.
Soon supper was over and the Hufflepuffs made their way to the common room. Most of the students stayed up, exalted about the new term. I retreated to my dorms and drew the curtains of my bed closed to hide.
I heard other girls that shared the dorm with me come in giggling.
"Did you see how much he's changed over the Summer? He's hardly a boy anymore." It was Frances Abberforth. "He's a man," Coral Bones gushed. "And now he's the Quidditch captain!" Jane Abbott sighed. You don't even care for Quidditch." They trilled with laughter. "Oh Cedric, when will you realize you're hopelessly in love with me?"
I rolled my eyes and turned over to sleep.
The next morning I was looking over my timetable.
Mondays
Potions
Arithmancy
Divination
Tuesdays
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Herbology
Care of Magical Creatures
Wednesday
Herbology
Potions
Divination
Thursday
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Double Transfiguration
Care of Magical Creatures
Friday
Arithmancy
Double Charms
Double Astronomy
The first week was uneventful, except that I was already loaded down with Potions homework. Two essays on the kinds of sleeping potions, each four parchments long. But Sunday was Hufflepuff's Quidditch tryouts. Tomorrow.