Clandestine

Neville Longbottom, Hannah's husband, just notified me that I had to run at a wall.
I don't think so.
The transport that was supposed to bring me to the platform was cancelled last-minute, and instead, Neville, or Professor Longbottom, brought me to the Platform. He was to apparate after getting me safely on the train.
But I'm pretty sure running at a wall wasn't considered "safely."
I just looked at him.

"I'm not crazy," he said, smiling at me. "Everyone does it. I'm not trying to trick you or anything."
I just looked at him more, completely disbelieving.
"Oh come on, you just saw Arianna do it."

I did indeed see Professor Longbottom's third year daughter run at the wall and disappear through it. But I knew that my mind was tricking me. There was no way.
"You're a witch!" Longbottom said, throwing his arms into the air.

"Hey Nev!" We both turned to watch five people strolling towards us. I squinted against the sunlight and made out two boys around my age and a younger girl with light red hair skipping ahead of the both of them. As they came close, I got a better look at the parents.
It was Harry Potter.
Harry Potter was walking towards me.
"Where's Arianne?" The girl asked. That must be Lily Potter.

"She went through already," Neville answered. Lily smiled at him and ran through the barrier. Again, my mind told me not to believe it.

"Who is this?" asked the woman. That must be Ginerva Potter. I couldn't stop gaping. She
was just as gorgeous as she looked in the tabloids. I probably looked like an idiot.

"That's Evelyn Martin. She's moved here from Salem. She um—" I gave professor Longbottom a sharp look. He immediately caught on. "Well, she's new so I was trying to show her what she has to do."

"You have to run through the wall," one of the boys said.

"What year are you in?" The other asked, leaning against his trunks and looking at me up and down.

"Can we all just get through the barrier? We'll all catch up on the other side." Harry Potter said this. I stared at him. He gave me a curious look but smiled.

"Alright Eve. You saw two people go through," Longbottom said, turning to me expectantly.

"Fine," I muttered. I squeezed my eyes shut and took a firm grip on my trolley. I inhaled a deep breath and started running. Any time now, I would run into the wall. But somehow, by some kind of magical luck, I didn't. Instead, I slowed to a stop and my eyes flew open, taking in the sight in front of me.
The train was huge and scarlet, and steam was billowing in smoky spirals. "Look at that, Lou," I whispered, reaching for my cat. But my hand grasped nothing. I looked down and didn't see my cat.
"Shit."

"Looking for something?" I turned and saw the boy who asked me what year it was watching me, my cat in his arms.

"Thanks." I muttered as he handed Lou to me.

"James Potter," he said. "The best Potter, by the way."
I looked him up and down and emphasized the roll of my eyes.
"I'm sure."

"Seriously. So what year are you in?"

"Sixth," I said, walking ahead of him.

"Me too!" He ran up to catch up with me.

"Awesome," I replied with as much sarcasm as I could care to muster.

"Jay, mum wants to kiss you goodbye," the other boy said, running up to James. That was probably Albus. I glanced at James who looked annoyed and was giving his brother a very angry stare, but doubled back anyway. I looked around for a sign of Professor Longbottom and I saw him standing with Lily and Arianne. He caught my eye and smiled at me.
I gave him a tentative smile and immediately climbed onto the train, turning to hoist my trunk up with me. Albus already had it up though and was grinning expectantly at me.

"Thanks," I muttered before turning and walking deeper into the train, holding Lou close to me.
I walked down the train corridors and glanced inside every compartment, wishing I could find an empty one. Finally, I spotted a deserted looking one and heaved onto the overhead rack before collapsing down on one of the train seats.
Lou settled himself into my lap and immediately fell asleep.
I watched him for a while until my own eyelids began to droop of their own accord.

Rose Weasley's POV

We were so late, it wasn't even funny. Hugo and dad both slept in, and mum and I spent forever to try and get them to wake up and get ready. They were two of the same kind, and it was irritating beyond belief.

"Slow down, Rosie, you're not going to be late," Dad said, lazily levitating Hugo's trunk into the car.

"It is ten forty five, dad. I think it's time to hurry up, not slow down," I corrected him, grabbing Hugo's arm and shoving him into the backseat despite his protests. I climbed in after him and saw mum pulling dad in the same way.

"Alright, hold tight kids," dad said, grabbing the steering wheel and pressing on the gas. The car turned invisible and within a second, we were parked in front of the station. I glanced at my watch and yelped. It was five minutes to ten.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit." I muttered as I pulled my trunk out of the dickey.

"Language Rose!" I heard mum yell at me from the front of the car. How she hears me when I curse will forever be a mystery to me.
I ran at the barrier at full speed and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the scarlet steam engine still standing tall in front of me. I looked around to see Hugo running through and then straight into the train.
Typical.
I glanced around for mum and dad who had already found Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny and were chatting animatedly. Al and James were nowhere to be seen though, so I suppose they had already climbed into the train.

"Bye mum, bye dad!" I yelled as the train made a loud sound, signaling that it was ready to go. They waved at me as I climbed into the train, heaving my trunk along.
I ran into someone headlong fell on the corridor floor, the contents of my trunk spilling over. I opened my eyes and saw that the person I ran into was on the floor too.

"Oh Merlin, I'm so sorry—" But I stopped short when I saw who it was that I had run into. He had a sneer on his face and was pushing himself up off the floor.
"Weasley, what the fuck? Do you even know how to walk?" He spat at me. I glared at him and pushed myself off the floor too.

"Malfoy, I'm really not in the mood." Scorpius broke out into a grin and pulled me into him. "I missed you Weasel," he said, ruffling my hair. I pulled back and didn't take the glare off of my face.

"Help me pick it up," I demanded. He laughed and nodded, bending down next to me to pick everything up and put it back into my trunk.

"Alright, I better go before any of my family sees me," I whispered, zipping the trunk back and looking around me. I looked up at Scorpius's face.

"Don't look at me like that," I said, frowning. "You know they'd kill you."

"It's not like I'm dating you," Scorpius whined. "I'm just your best friend."

"My cousins are wankers. They won't understand how we got to be friends, Scorp. But why should I have to keep explaining this to you?"

"Because it's dumb," Scorpius said. "I hate being all secretive about a friendship!"

"It's better than you getting the shit beaten out of you." I muttered.

"I don't even know why I'm your friend. You do nothing for my ego."

"There's nothing that can be done for your ego, Scorp," I teased, zipping up my trunk with a flick of my wand. "So how was your summer?"

"Ugh, mum and dad dragged me on a trip to Hawaii."

"Sounds excruciating," I responded sarcastically.

"It was pretty bad," he said seriously. "But I have to say: American girls are hot as hell. And great in bed."
I gave him a look. "And exactly how many are great in bed?"

"Oh come on," he said, looking away. I didn't break my glare. "Fine, three. But not at the same time."
I rolled my eyes and he struggled to change the subject.

"How was your summer?" He asked.

"Same as always. Weasley parties, celebrating Uncle Harry's birthday—"

"Dad gets invited to that every year and refuses to go," Scorpius mused. "I heard it's about as big as the Quidditch World Cup."

"It's not quite that big, but you've got the gist," I said, laughing. I felt the train start moving and jumped in surprise.

"A bit jittery, Weasel?" Scorpius asked.

"Shut up. I got a prefect badge. I need to go the prefect compartment."

"Congrats. I'll go with you," Scorpius said, walking next to me.

"It's only prefects, Scorp."

"Good thing I'm a prefect then, isn't it?"

I turned to him in surprise. "You're a prefect too?"

"Always the tone of surprise."

A/N: Alright, a bit of a filler, but everyone has to be introduced! I'm so excited by the reviews and the people adding my story to their favorites. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH LOVE I FEEL IN MY HEART FOR ALL OF YOU3 Stay with me! Love you Christy!