Chapter 1 : Abnegation
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A/N: I’m going to leave this warning now, I am horrible with updates. Sometimes I’ll update twice a week and then not again for two months. I’m not sure how I’ll be with updates. I’m starting university in the fall (my first choice school, yay!), so I shouldn’t be able to update much but I’m also the world’s biggest procrastinator so who knows.
I was surrounded by the rich and famous. Somebodies. In comparison to those around me I was kind of a nobody.
Now, what people seemed to have had trouble understanding is that when I said that I’m a nobody, I was not saying that I was a loner, or that I had no friends, or that no one knew who I was. I had plenty of friends, and lots of people knew who I was.
When I said I’m a nobody I meant I was a nothing-special girl. See, there were a lot of somebodies at Hogwarts when I attended. There were the Potters; James, Albus, and Lily. The three children of the Savior of the Wizarding World. There were the Weasleys, the children and grand children of the people who supported, fought alongside, and eventually welcomed Harry Potter into their family; Fred, Rose, Lucy, Hugo, and Roxanne. I can’t forget Scorpius Malfoy, either. He was the son of Draco Malfoy, the infamous Death Eater.
So, that’s what I meant when I said I was a nobody. My father is Justin Finch-Fletchley, a simple and meager worker for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. My mother is Lavender Finch-Fletchley, a strange and intrusive stay-at-home mother. Yes, she did fight in the Final Battle, but she openly admits to being of little help.
So that’s it. When I was going into my sixth year at Hogwarts, which was also the sixth year for Albus, Rose, and Scorpius, I was a nobody. I didn’t mind, that’s just what I was. I was actually quite content to never have to worry about seeing an article in the Daily Prophet detailing my most recent fall through the moving stair cases that no one was around to witness anyway.
My name is Camry Finch-Fletchley. I was a Gryffindor with James, Albus, Fred, Hugo, and Roxanne. And I’m going to tell you how I became a somebody.
Part I - Falling in love
I was pushing my way through the crowded pathways of Platform Nine and Three Quarters towards the shining red train. I couldn’t believe how crowded it was that close to departure, nor could I believe how ridiculously late my mother had slept in that day.
I woke her up three times!
It was all because the crazy old loon made a “premonition” the day before that I was going to be cutting it close with the train. She always made predictions that she could control. Dinner is going to be burnt tonight, we’re going to be late for the party, you’re going to be receiving a special surprise tomorrow. My mother was a kook.
I heard the warning bells, and started to get a little meaner than I would have liked in my trek for the train. I was shoving people, and I think I might have actually broken one old lady’s hip. I felt bad, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t stop moving until I was in the train.
I barely had one foot inside the train when it train started to move. I had one grip on my trunk, my very heavy trunk, and one on the handle just inside the doorway of the train.
At that point I was seriously considering letting go and just going home to glare at my mother for several hours. I had one foot and arm in the train, one foot scraping along the platform, and one hand with a death-like grip on a heavy ass trunk. The rest of my body was in some kind of not-quite-train-not-quite-platform limbo.
Because we were nearing the tunnel, I really was getting ready to let go, but then for some reason someone in heaven smiled at me. I felt a grip around the wrist that was in the train, and I felt an almighty pull, and then I was flat on my back in the train, my trunk was crushing my legs, and a boy with bright green eyes and a bright red face was towering over me.
“Are you okay?”
I was a little dazed, but the voice of a certain somebody–Albus–pulled me back into the present. “What? Oh, yeah, I’m fine.”
I sat up, and pulled my trunk off my legs so I could stand up. Once I was certain that my trunk, which really was extremely heavy, had not broken my knee caps, I turned to Al. “Thanks for that, my mother dropped me off about five minutes before departure.”
“Oh, uh, that’s fine. It was nothing, really. I mean, you needed help right? I was only doing what any good-“ Al’s face turned even brighter and he stopped talking abruptly.
I smiled at him. “Exactly. I needed help. You just did what any good guy would do.”
Al was kind of a nervous guy. He was nice and cute, but he was awkward and tended to stutter and choke up a lot. I tried to be as encouraging as I could, but I’d never really had a decent conversation with the guy so there was only so much I could do. I usually just brought up Quidditch, which was one topic he could go on about without stuttering or choking.
Al just smiled and nodded at me. I stood there for a minute so that he didn’t think I was running away from him or anything, but then I pointed down the train’s corridor. “I should really go find the girls.” He looked a little upset, so I figured I’d end with the lamest joke I could think of. “They’re lost without me, you know.”
He laughed at that, and I couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for the guy. He was laughing just a bit too much at my bad joke. Oh well, I figured as I dragged my trunk down the corridor, he’ll meet a girl one of these days and he’ll get over that stage. Hopefully.
I found the girls after not too long, it looked like Vanessa had been the first one on the train–again–and gotten a good compartment.
“Hey!” I smiled at my friends as I feebly attempted to put my trunk away.
“Cam! We thought you were going to miss the train, or something.” Annily Jordan said as she got up to help me shove my trunk away. “Why the hell in your trunk so damn heavy?” she grunted as we finally got my trunk in place. Ha! See? My trunk really was that heavy!
Annily was also a somebody. Her father is Lee Jordan, who had been the host of Potterwatch back during the war. She had short black hair, and huge brown eyes. Her hair was, maybe, an inch long all around her head. It had been like that since I met her first year. And her eyes really were huge, she had the facial proportions of an owl, and really did look like her owl, who’s name was Mandy.
“Mum predicted I’d barely make the train.”
“Yeah.” I sighed and plopped down in the nearest seat, which coincidently was occupied by my friend, and future super model, Jenessa Glass.
Jen was easily the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts. She had waist length, chestnut brown hair, bright blue eyes, and the most perfect teeth anyone has ever seen. Ever. Not to mention her voice shamed Nightingales into retirement, and her legs never ended.
She arched a perfectly shaped brow, note my jealousy, at me and frowned. “And you can’t sit in the next seat because?”
“This one is closer?” with a roll of her eyes Jen shoved me into the next seat.
I looked around. “Where’s Vee? I figured she was the one who got us the compartment.”
“She is.” Emily Rhodes shot me a pointed look. Oh. Right. Vanessa almost always showed up on the Hogwarts Express an exhausted mess. She spent the first hour in the bathroom trying to discretely wash her hair in the sinks.
Emily, a fellow nobody, was a beater for the Gryffindors. She had the figure to prove it too. She had no feminine curves, from shoulder to hip her body went in a completely straight line, and she had thick, muscled arms too. Because of that some of our less pleasant classmates called her Emmet, claiming she was a man in a bad disguise. I always thought that was a little much, especially since she had such a pretty face. She had a nice, slender jaw line, and soft green eyes with lashes that went for miles. She was also one of the few non-Weasleys with red hair, although her curly hair was a much deeper, almost auburn shade.
“Right.” I nodded, and leaned back in my seat, which was next to the window.
At that moment the compartment door opened, and I turned expecting to see Vanessa, but was instead faced with James Potter. There was a collective sigh from the occupants of the compartment. Don’t get me wrong. I loved James, he was a great guy and he was always good for a laugh. When Jen wasn’t present.
The boy was infatuated with my beautiful friend, and he was relentless in his pursuit. Jen admitted to me once that she thought he was cute and had a bit of a crush on him, but she didn’t really date so she never accepted his offers.
When Jen was in the room James saw no one else, which was why we all sighed. Talk about a blow to the ego.
“Jenessa! Hey!” James grinned that infamous Potter grin and leaned against the doorframe with an ease and coolness that made both genders green with envy.
“Hi James. How was your summer?” Jen baring her perfect teeth in a perfect smile. Note the jealousy. Seriously, being friends with Jenessa Glass was enough to give any girl inferiority issues.
“Pretty depressing actually, see, I didn’t see you once.” Even James cringed at that horrible line. He didn’t take it back though.
Jen let out her bell-like laugh. “My summer was great, I spent it in Australia with my grandparents.”
“That’s awesome for you.” James bit his lip for a second and then squared his jaw. We all knew what was coming next. “I don’t know when the first Hogsmede weekend is going to be, but would you like to go with me?”
Jen sighed, she looked seriously tempted to say yes, I never understood her reservations about dating. It must have something to do with her parents both being bitterly divorced over three times each. Had to be it. “I don’t think so James.”
James frowned at her. “Are you ever going to go out with me?”
After a slight pause Jen got this smile on her face that got me very paranoid. “I’ll go out with you when Albus has a whole conversation with Cam without blushing.”
And so I started to blush.
Then James looked at me as if noticing for the first time Jen wasn’t completely alone. Knowing him, it probably was the first time he was noticing. Then he turned back to Jen with a strange look on his face. “You swear?”
“What do you mean?” and now Jen looked worried.
“If Al has a whole conversation with Cam without blushing, you’ll go out with me?”
Jen visibly swallowed. God, I had no idea what was going on, it was all so obviously over my head. I bit my tongue though, I didn’t think it was the time to ask what the hell was going on. And just as suddenly, Jen’s worry was gone and she was her confident self again. “Yeah, I swear.”
James grinned. “Good. Then we’ll be going on our first date by Halloween.”
With that said, James turned and left the compartment with a considerable swagger and bounce to his step.
“Um, what the hell was that?” I asked. Seriously? Jen will date James if Al can talk to me? What the hell?
I looked around the compartment and everyone was avoiding my eyes. “Um, hello?”
The compartment fell into an awkward silence and for a while no one spoke while my question was left hanging in the air, turning into a pink hippogriff in the middle of the room. It wasn’t until Vanessa came in that any of us spoke again.
She stepped in and just stopped, instantly feeling the tension in the room. “I’m assuming I missed something, then?”
Vanessa was your everyday, cliched, brain; with the exception of an amazingly unique haircut. Every year it was different. This year it was this strange, shoulder length cut, with side sweeping bangs. There was her natural light blonde mixed in with copper highlights and one bright pink streak in her bangs. She had rather plain brown eyes always outlined with thick black eye liner, and covered by thick rimmed black glasses.
“Maybe you can tell me what everyone here refuses to. Jen told James she’d go out with him when Al talked to me without blushing.” I didn’t bother asking a question, I just laid out the facts. Vanessa was a smart girl, she could figure out what I wanted to know. Why me? Why not talk to Annily without blushing?
“Oh.” Vanessa’s lips stayed frozen in the oh shape for a bit before she shrugged and sat down next to Annily.
“You really don’t know?” Annily interrupted Vanessa right what she opened her mouth to answer my question.
“Know what?” I snapped, I was really getting irritated. How hard was it to answer one simple question?
“Albus has had a crush on you for as long as James has had one on me.”
I turned to Jen. “That’s ridiculous. James has been in love with you since the first time you said hi to him.”
“Exactly.” Emily gave me another one of her amazing pointed looks. That girl always had the most mesmerizing gaze.
And me, being the eloquent one of the group just stared blankly from face to face as I thought about what I was hearing.
Albus Potter had a crush on me. That’s why he was always so awkward around me. That’s why the other sixth year Gryffindor boys were always going on about how confident and comfortable in his skin he was around me. He had had a crush on me since the beginning of first year. Albus Potter, one of the biggest somebodies had a crush on me.
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