Chapter 1 : The Beginnings of Hatred
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Kristen Wood and her twin brother Andrew had huge smiles on their faces as they approached platform 9 and ¾. They were both 11 years old and in a matter of minutes, they would be boarding the Hogwarts Express and heading off to Hogwarts for the first time. The two of them couldn’t be happier.
“Mommy, why can’t I go to Hogwarts?” their little sister Savannah asked.
“You have to be eleven, honey. You’re only seven,” their mother, Stephanie, replied sweetly.
“But I don’t want to wait four more years!”
The twins felt sorry for their little sister. Here they were about to start their life of magic while she had to wait at home for the next four years alone. Her time would come soon enough though. Then they could all have fun together.
“Kristen and Andrew, how about you two go first?” there dad Oliver asked, referring to the platform looming ahead, “Your mother, sister, and I will follow you.”
“OK,” they replied happily in agreement.
Kristen and Andrew held hand’s and started running towards the wall. Instead of running into it, they went right through it, happily landing on the platform.
The two of them stood gaping at the huge train as the rest of the family came through the wall to join them. People rushed around everywhere, making sure their child was all ready to leave for another year at Hogwarts.
“I can’t believe they’re going to Hogwarts,” Stephanie said to her husband.
“Me neither,” Oliver replied, “Our kids are growing up.”
Tears were in both of their eyes and Kristen and Andrew rolled their eyes at them. Their parents were way too emotional.
A few minutes later, they had boarded the train and were now waving to their parents and sister as the train pulled out of the station. It made them a little bit sad, knowing they wouldn’t be seeing them until Christmas, which was still months away.
“Let’s find a compartment,” Kristen stated and her brother nodded.
By the time they started looking, most of the compartments were already full. However, they did manage to find one that only had three people in it. The twins knew all three of them, since their parents were really good friends with each other. Sitting in the compartment was Taylor Finnegan, Jessica Thomas, and Alyssa Lee.
“Kristen!” Taylor exclaimed, jumping up and hugging her.
Jessica and Alyssa also joined her, squeezing Kristen tightly. Andrew just stood there awkwardly. He had never been nearly as good friends with these girls as his sister had been.
“Hi Andrew,” Taylor said after a while.
“Hey,” he replied.
They took a seat and started talking for a while. They talked about quidditch, which most of them were absolutely obsessed with. Kristen and Andrew’s dad had even played professionally. After a while, they sort of did their own thing. Kristen pulled out Hogwarts a History, which her mom had gotten her days before. It was actually quite interesting.
In fact, Kristen was so engrossed in her book that she didn’t even hear the door open as three more people entered the compartment.
“Why on earth are you reading something as dull as that?” she heard a voice ask her.
Kristen looked up, glaring at the person who interrupted her reading. She recognized him immediately, even though they had never met. She had seen his face plastered all over the news papers throughout her lifetime. After all, he was James Potter, the son of the famous Harry Potter.
“This book is actually quite interesting,” she argued before looking back at her book.
“I think that’s the first time that has ever happened,” Fred Weasley, one of the other boys who had recently entered the compartment stated.
“I believe you’re right,” his cousin Louis agreed, “Usually they become totally absorbed in him once they realize who is talking to them.”
“If you don’t mind,” Andrew asked, “What on earth are you talking about?”
“Well I assume you know who we are,” Fred stated, “Or at least who our cousin talking to your sister is.”
“Yes, he’s James Potter and you two are both Weasleys’.”
“Well usually whenever James meets a new girl and starts talking to them, they start to swoon and act like he’s a freaking god,” Louis started.
“She, on the other hand, acted like she really didn’t care who he was,” Fred finished.
“I take it that that has never happened before?” Alyssa asked.
“Never!” Louis exclaimed, “I think the world might be ending!”
Kristen just rolled her eyes, not even bothering to look up from her book. From what she could tell, the Weasleys and the Potters sure were an odd bunch.
Later that night, once they had arrived at Hogwarts, it was the sorting banquet. They would be sorted into one of the different houses. Andrew definitely wanted to be in Gryffindor, while Kristen would be happy with either Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. However, they were both certain they didn’t want to be in Slytherin. They had heard a lot of bad things about those greasy slime balls.
Soon, the great hall was quiet as the sorting hat began to sort the first years into their different houses.
“Allen, Violet,” Professor McGonagall, the headmistress, read.
“Slytherin!” the hat shouted.
Taylor quickly walked up there, looking confident. She sat down on the stool and the sorting hat was placed on her head while the whole hall watched. It was only there for a few seconds though before the hat made up its mind.
She quickly rushed up there, looking slightly nervous. The hat did not take a very long time to make its decision with her either.
James walked up to the stool where the hat was sitting like an arrogant fool, or at least that’s what it looked like in Kristen’s opinion. The hat barely touched his head before it made up its mind.
She walked up, looking somewhat confident about the sorting, which was a lot better than most of the kids who went up. She sat down, and like some of the others, the hat only took a few seconds before deciding where to place her.
Being the Weasley he was, the sorting hat didn’t take a very long time before sorting Fred.
The sorting hat did practically the same with Louis.
Andrew walked up there, trying to look more confident then he was feeling. He really wanted to be a Gryffindor, but he wanted to be in the same house as his sister, who could very easily end up in Ravenclaw. However, the hat decided to go with what was in his heart.
Kristen walked up there like her brother, trying to look more confident then she was feeling. There was no way she was going to look weak and let James Potter later make fun of her for it. At this point, she wasn’t really sure where she was going to end up.
“You possess some characteristics of both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. You are brave, and yet you have a constant thirst for knowledge,” the sorting hat whispered to her.
She sat there nervously, hoping the hat would make up its mind soon.
Kristen got off the stool and walked towards the cheering Ravenclaw table, sitting with the other first years.
With that, the sorting was over with. Andrew and Kristen were a bit sad that they had been separated into different houses, but both realized it was for the best. They could still see each other and hang out.
As Kristen walked out of the hall, she was reading a book about quidditch. She had already finished reading Hogwarts a History. As she was following a prefect up to the Ravenclaw common room, she ran into someone.
“Watch where you’re going!” a familiar male voice exclaimed.
“I’m sorry,” she replied, looking up.
Looking up, she realized that she had run into James Potter. He was staring at the book in her hand.
“You like quidditch?” he asked.
“I love it, actually,” she replied, passionately.
This made him laugh, causing her to glare at him.
“How is that funny?” she asked, seriously.
“It’s just that, you’re a girl and a total nerd,” James replied, “Pigs would fly before you could play a decent game.”
Kristen was deeply offended by this. He had insulted her feminism, nerdiness, and quidditch skills. That boy was going to pay.
“You know what, James?” Kristen asked, “I’m going to try out for the Ravenclaw quidditch team and in the first game I play against you, I’m going to kick your ass.”
With that she walked away, leaving James Potter staring after her. Never had anyone, especially a girl, challenged him like that. He hated her for it and she hated him in return. This is what started them down the roads to completely hating each other’s guts.
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