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The Conversation

It was just another girl, I thought. I went back to looking out the window. "James," I heard one of the boys say to the other. I turned my head to look around. The red haired boy's mouth was in the perfect shape of an O.

"Hi, James! Hi, Freddie!" the blond-haired girl said with a smile. I saw the girl was holding a cat.

"H-hi, Jade. . ." the red haired boy stuttered. I saw the boys exchange looks with one another. I made eye contact with the other girl. Then, I threw her this look as if I meant to say ugh-guys-right?

Then, the blond-haired girl said, "So are you guys, like, super excited? I mean, I can't believe we're actually going to Hogwarts!"

I went back to looking out the window.

The conversation kept going on.

"What?" I heard one both of the boys say.

"Oh, yeah," the boy with the red hair said.

"Yeah, it's awesome gonna be. I mean it's gonna be awesome," the black-haired boy stuttered.

"Are you guys okay? You seem to be acting . . . different, but I'm glad you're excited!" The girl beamed.

"Yep, totally fine," said one of the boys.

"Absolutely," the other one agreed.

"Well, okay, if you say so," said the other girl. "So what are you guys most excited for?"

"Quidditch," replied the both of the boys.

I looked up from the window. "First years can't play Quidditch," I said.

The blond-haired girl gave me a look like she was going to kill me.

The black haired boy shrugged. "My dad got on the Quidditch team in his first year."

"Ah, yes, well, I think that was a rare exception, but I won't crush your dreams," the blond-haired girl said with a sly smile.

"Yeah . . ." the Black-haired boy said, his eyes drifting off to space.

"And also, what are your names? I'm Elizabeth. Elizabeth Finnigan," I said.

"Freddie Weasley," the red-haired boy said

"Jade Emerald Malfoy," the blond-haired girl said.

"James Sirius Potter," the black-haired boy said.

I nodded. "What house do you think you'll be in? I'm not sure about me exactly, but I'd really like to be in Gryffindor."

"Me too," said James.

"Same here," said Freddie.

Jade snorted.

"What?" said James to Jade.

"I'm only thinking that perhaps Gryffindors get into that house because they choose too. I mean, of course, some Gryffindors are all right, but really if you'd rather be brawny than brainy, be my guest and join that house," said Jade, giving James a smirk.

"Just because Gryffindors can be a little reckless doesn't mean we're all that way!" I retorted, my temper coming on.

Jade almost started laughing at me. "So you're admitting that House to being reckless?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. My temper just got worse.

"Well, excuse me, Miss Malfoy, but if you're planning on insulting anyone here anymore, I'm afraid you're going to have to leave," I said in a way to make anyone back down.

She wouldn't back down. I could see she was a little paranoid but she kept going.

Sorry, but Finnigan, you can't boss me around," she said in a very cool manner.

"Can if I want too," I said back powerfully.

Jade just shook her head and smiled. "No, Finnigan, you can't. I have ways to make your life miserable."

This was getting serious. The more serious the conversation, the more worse my temper gets.

I narrowed my eyes. "And they are . . .?" I replied in a cool manner.

"Oh, but Lizzie, dear, if I told you now, it wouldn't be half as fun as when I use them, would it?" Jade said with a voice like poisoned honey.

Jade gave me the "Malfoy Look," then set her cat down and reached up to the luggage cart and pulled out her bags. She grabbed what she needed and sat back down, her nose buried in a book.

I sat down in a huff and turned my head to look out the window. I expect my face was quite red because that's how mad I felt.

"Aaaaanthing from off the trolley!" I heard. I turned my head to look around.

A plump woman was coming up to our compartment, pushing a trolley full of every sweet you could imagine. Pumpkin Pasties, Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, etc.

"Anything sweet for you, dears?" the plump lady said.

"I'm set. Dad packed a bunch of stuff for me already," said Freddie, shrugging.

Jade stood up and walked over and said, "Yes, please," and bought basically a quarter of the cart.

"And for you, young man and miss?" the trolley lady said, gesturing to James and me.

I stood up, deciding to buy some sweets. James followed. I sat down and started munching on a Chocolate Frog. James sat down as well and gestured to Freddie and both of them stood up.

Jade interrupted them from leaving by saying, "So which classes do you think you will be your favorite?"

Freddie shrugged. "They'll probably all be pretty boring. Plus, they're probably not super important seeing as my dad only got three O.W.L.s. and look at him! One of the richest people I know!"

Jade raised her eyebrows. "Of course, he could be richer, with at least a little more education. I mean, my great-great-great-great-grandfather got twelve N.E.W.T.s and he got an extremely important job. He was the one that bought the Malfoy Manor for us, and it was all because of his wits and talent. And every one of his descendants has lived up to that exceptionally well, except for Scorpius. I suppose he'll just grow into it though." Jade sighed.

There was a long silence. Then James said, "Well, I guess I can't really wait for Defense Against the Dark Arts. I mean, it'll be cool won't it?

"Especially with your father there to protect you against every other spell students cast every which way?" Jade said sarcastically.

"Well . . . wait, what?"

"Father told me that Harry will be coming to give some Defense Against the Dark Arts sessions, won't he?" Jade said, leaning close to James. "I suppose it'll be really fun, won't it, with him every moment of those sessions, there to protect his little James?"

"I . . ."

Jade gave a sly smile. "I expect you're really looking forward to it, then? I mean, I wouldn't, but then, you're a Potter, aren't you?"

There was silence.

Jade pulled a newspaper from her bag and covered her face.

I heard some sort of noise escaping from behind the newspaper but I could never figure out what I was because, because Jade suddenly opened the door to the compartment and ran out into the hall.