Chapter One: Hogwarts

"Holy fudgemonkeys!" Zoey exclaimed in pain when she stepped on a shard of glass when she left her room. This wasn't the first time she got injured upon leaving her sleeping quarters, but that didn't mean she was immune to pain. She carefully lifted her foot, placing a hand on her doorframe to keep her balance, and winced as she slowly removed the offending item from her innocent body part. Blood slowly flowed out.

She tossed the glass away and looked around her surroundings. Two years had passed since she moved in and not once did she clean her house. Glass and broken picture frames still decorated her floor, her bed sheets were ripped and her pillows unstuffed. Tables were still turned over and she believed there was not a single chair that could actually be sat on.

Sighing, Zoey hobbled down the staircase and limped towards her suitcase, careful not to step on anything else that could cause a tad bit more pain than stepping on a muggle Lego piece, and fell to the floor beside it. She opened it and pulled out a gauze pad and a bottle of water. She pored the water over her wound, used her jumper sleeve to wipe the liquid off and placed the gauze pad over it. Merlin, help her if she ever became a Healer.

Tossing the bottle of water back into the suitcase, she then pulled out her socks and pulled them onto her feet, furrowing her brows when she saw them sagging around her ankles. She leaned back to get her black, battered shoes from behind her suitcase and quickly put them on. She closed her suitcase once more and stood up to look over her outfit. They weren't exactly new but they worked. At least they didn't have holes in them.

Zoey picked up her suitcase, limped towards her fireplace and placed her hand into a pot that was placed on a table near it. Pulling out a handful of glittery and silver powder, Zoey stepped into the fireplace, took a deep breath and yelled out "King's Cross Station" as she threw the powder to the ground below her and disappeared into the green flames.


It was five minutes before eleven o'clock and Zoey was inside her compartment, looking out the window and watching parents saying good-bye to their children who were about to board the Hogwarts Express. Zoey found herself envying each and every child she spotted.

Four minutes to eleven.

Zoey folded her legs under her, careful not to put pressure on her injured foot.

Three minutes to eleven.

She watched the children giving their last farewells before entering the train. Zoey fixed her sitting position as she saw a family of red heads coming into view. The mother was hurriedly kissing each of her children, the ones who were attending Hogwarts, on the cheeks and giving them hugs so tight that they looked like they could no longer breath. Zoey was surprised to see that even thought it was two minutes to eleven; the mother still took time to see her children off properly.

Suddenly, Zoey found herself letting out a soft laugh when she saw the twins of the family banging their heads together when their mother hugged them at the same time. A smile played on her lips as they mirrored each other's movements in rubbing their head and pouting. Zoey wished she had a twin, or rather a sibling, or a decent relative at least. Her eyes widened when she caught sight of a violet haired girl standing beside the twins. How in the world had she not noticed the girl? Violet hair!

To Zoey's surprise, the mother hugged the girl with the odd hair as well. The violet haired girl winced but did not push the mother away.

One minute to eleven.

The Hogwarts Express' whistle blew and the mother ushered the children into the train and gave her last wave as the train was starting to move away from the station. It was now eleven o'clock and the Hogwarts Express was on its way to, well, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Zoey felt herself getting excited and nervous as the train sped up.

This is it, she told herself. I'm free.


Zoey's leg jerked her awake and she found herself sweating and breathing unevenly. She closed her eyes and tried to remember the dream she had but to no avail. Looking out the window, she saw that she had no idea where she was. All she knew was that she was far away from the horrid place she was forced to call "home".

"Anything from the trolley, dear?"

Zoey looked over to the door of her compartment and saw that there was an elderly lady standing there with a soft smile and a trolley filled with sweets. Zoey found herself reaching into her pocket and bringing out a handful of different colored coins. She bought two chocolate frogs.

She opened the box and screamed in surprise when the frog jumped out of it. She fell of her seat and watched the frog hop around the chair before jumping out the crack above her window and flying out the train. Zoey blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to process what had just happened before looking back into the box and frowning when she realized she had just lost her sweet. Seeing a card, she pulled it out.

Falco Aesalon

He was a wizard who lived in Ancient Greece. Being able to transform into a Falcon at will, he was the first recorded Animagus.

Zoey raised her brow at the card and pondered over the word "Animagus." A picture of a black dog suddenly appeared in her mind and she pocketed the card instantly. Looking at her second chocolate frog box, she decided she wasn't going to eat it a live chocolate frog.

Suddenly, a large bang came, scaring Zoey, followed by angry yells, laughter and running footsteps. Zoey looked out her compartment door's window and saw the redheaded twins running passed her compartment with mischievous grins on their faces. Trailing behind them was the violet haired girl.

The girl slowed her run and stopped in front of Zoey's door. She took a step back when she saw that the girl had gold colored eyes and the violet haired girl entered her compartment. A foul odor followed the girl and without thinking, Zoey clamped her hands over her nose and mouth. The violet haired girl wrinkled her nose and closed the door behind her before swiftly walking towards the window on the other side of the compartment and opening it, letting the fresh air in.

"Unless you want this compartment of ours to stink like Dungbomb, allow me in and open the window." The violet haired girl spoke sternly with irritation at the questioning glance Zoey gave her. "On second thought, you should be grateful I did those things." She sat down on the opposite side of Zoey's chair and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Why does this happen to me?"

"W – What happened exactly?" Zoey asked, a stutter in her voice. She never had a chance to speak with anyone her age and she didn't know how to.

"Fred and George. Dungbombs. Wanted to test it out on Percy, I presume." The violet haired girl said as she looked out the window, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Who?"

"Fred and George Weasley. Word hasn't reached this part of the train, hasn't it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Zoey said, playing with the hem of her jumper. She began to feel rather stupid. "Fred, George, Percy? I don't know them. Dungbombs? I thought they weren't allowed in school –"

"That's why they set it off in the train." The violet haired girl interfered.

"Who are you anyway?" Zoey found herself asking.

"I don't introduce myself to strangers unless the stranger introduces herself." Her eyes flickered to Zoey.

Zoey felt unnerved when she looked back into those gold eyes and bit her lip before taking a breath. "Zoey," she said after a moment. "Zoey Emeraude."

The violet haired girl was silent. She seemed to be studying Zoey. "Hmm… Zoey. Life," the girl then said, "My name is Echo. Echo Acheflour Hyacinth Hayley Beaumont."

"You have a…very interesting name." Acheflour? Zoey found herself thinking. What kind of name was that?

Echo opened her mouth to reply but her words died on her lips when the compartment door banged open. Zoey jumped in her seat, not expecting to see the redheaded twins.

"So this is where you've been hiding, Echo!" The twin on the right said with a large grin.

"We've been looking everywhere for you!" said the twin on the left.

Echo groaned as she tilted her head back on her seat before saying, "When I finally get company other than you two, you guys just blow up the moment! Seriously, what did I do wrong?"

"You hurt us." The twin on the right said, placing a hand over his chest.

"And to think we came here to tell you and your friend that we're nearing Hogwarts and we should change into our robes." The other said with a smirk.

Echo rolled her eyes as the twins left and faced Zoey.

"Shall we?"

Zoey slowly nodded her head and reached up for her suitcase.

This was it. There was no turning back.


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