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Chapter 9 : Boarding
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Wooooo! Finally back with another chapter. Enjoy! S2
A huge thanks to my reviewers from the last chapter: Lunalovegoodlover7869, Magic_Hogwarts, jessie.s.k, fred weasley_52, and AriesGirl40. You guys are what makes me want to keep writing. :)
Disclaimer: I know that I'm no JK Rowling, and I know you readers are smart and know what's mine and what isn't. The characters and this world all belong to the AMAZING JK Rowling! Also, The Mortal Instruments and Infernal Devices series both belong the the ever amazing Cassandra Clare and Lord of the Rings belongs to the incredible JRR Tolkein.
“That’s my girl,” Ron said as he pulled back from Rose.
Rose’s mouth went dry at the thought of what her father would say if she ever didn’t follow through with her promise. Her face clearly showed doubt, though Ron didn’t seem to see it.
Hermione approached Rose, shaking her head as she put her arms around her daughter.
“Don’t listen to your father,” she whispered in Rose’s ear. “He just likes to harbor old grudges. Just be yourself and don’t stress, he won’t love you any less for anything.” She kissed Rose on the forehead.
Rose smiled up at her mother, seeming to be a little more at ease now.
“Rose!” Rose glanced to her left as her mother pulled away and was nearly tackled to the ground in a flurry of red, which she realized was Lily and her hair.
Lily refused to let go, shaking her head when Rose tried to pull away. “Lily… you’re going to have to let me go at some point,” Rose said in a wheezing voice, hardly able to breathe.
“Rose, you can’t leave!” Lily shrieked in Rose’s ear, tears filling her eyes.
“I’ll write you all the time! And I’ll be home for Christmas,” Rose said, patting her cousin on the back. “It’ll fly by!”
“Lily, dear, stop suffocating Rose. You’re going to want to keep your closest cousin around for later and you’re headed down a road that’s killing her… literally,” Ginny chuckled, coming over and putting a hand on her daughter’s shoulder.
Lily finally pulled away from Rose, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Oh no! Lily, it’s okay. Besides, you’ll be joining us in just a year! It’ll go by really fast,” Rose said, trying to be reassuring.
“Love,” Ginny said, putting her hands on either side of her daughter’s face after wiping away her tears. “I was in the same situation, watching Harry and Ron, along with the rest of my brothers, go off without me. I know it isn’t fun, believe me. But it’ll be your turn before you know it! And you have Hugo, not to mention Freddy and Roxy.” Lily attempted to smile at her.
Hugo came over and Lily went to give her mother a hug.
“Well, I guess this is goodbye,” Hugo said, a sad smile tugging at his mouth.
“You act like it’s forever,” Rose said with a laugh. “I’ll be back for Christmas!”
Hugo pulled Rose in for a hug and Rose’s eyes grew large in shock. Hugo was not the affectionate type, and the hug clearly surprised her.
The train whistle blew and Rose’s face scrunched up in nervousness. Al walked over to them, accompanied by Harry, looking extremely nervous. Ginny and Harry exchanged looks and she gave him a big hug, “Make sure you write, love!”
He grumbled, “I will, mum. Don’t worry, I promise.”
Harry and Ron grabbed their trunks, along with James’, tossing them on the train. There was a loud shriek and Rose and Al turned mere seconds before Dominique came bounding towards them. Her curtain of blonde hair was billowing out around her and she threw her arms around them both.
“Bye Rose, bye Al!” someone said and Rose stood on her tiptoes to see Bill and Fleur approaching, hand in hand, with Arthur not far behind, looking flustered.
“Bye!” Rose and Al shouted in unison before Dominique pulled them to the train. They all grabbed their animal’s cages and climbed on board just a couple seconds before the train lurched forward.
Victoire jumped up just before the train gathered speed, smiling at them before disappearing in the crowd, finding a group of her fellow seventh years. James was right behind Victoire, smiling mischievously, obviously proud of the fact that he’d just made it.
The four of them stood in the entrance way for a moment, waving at their family as the station slid out of view.
“Well, let’s go,” said Rose, turning and heading down the corridor in search of an empty compartment.
“JAMES!” someone yelled and they all turned to see a tall brunette boy walking towards them. He was tall for his age, clearly friends with James. He had short, chestnut colored hair and bright blue eyes. His skin was slightly tan, and he had clearly spent a lot of time in the sun.
Dominique grabbed Rose’s arm as he approached and Rose saw a glint in her cousin’s eyes. She laughed at Dominique, but the boy looked taken aback as if Rose had laughed at him.
“We’re going to go find a compartment, you guys can meet us if you’d like,” Dominique declared, spinning around and pulling Rose with her, as she still had her hand on Rose’s arm.
Towards the end of the train, they found an empty compartment and Dominique nearly shoved Rose inside. She slammed the door behind them, causing all to run straight into it, having been following just behind them.
“We’ll talk later,” Dominique said to Rose, her eyes flashing with anger.
“Merlin, Dom! Were you trying to injure me on my first day?” Al asked as he opened the door and stepped in, rubbing his forehead.
“Sorry, Al,” she mumbled before flopping down into the seat closest to the door and stealing glances at it every few seconds.
“James and your precious Henry will be here soon, don’t you worry your pretty little head off,” Al said, ruffling Dom’s hair before taking a seat on the opposite side of the compartment, near the window. Dom glared and stuck her tongue out at him.
Within a few seconds, she pulled a mirror out and was trying to fix what little damage Al had done. Rose and Al both shook their heads and Rose took a seat next to Al and smiled, though she could tell something was wrong and that it was more than nerves.
“What’s wrong?” Rose asked, eying him carefully. He glanced at Dom, right as she let out an angry huff.
“I’m going to the restroom to fix this!” she shrieked, pointing to her hair as if it were falling out.
“Always so dramatic,” Rose said a moment after Dom had slammed the door and stalked down the hallway. She turned to Al, “So? What’s wrong?”
Al sighed and looked at Rose, “I’m not sure what to do about the whole house thing.”
“House thing?” Rose inquired, giving him an odd look.
“Yeah, like what house I should be in,” he said, shaking his head as if trying to get rid of an annoying bug.
“It’s not like we have a choice though, is it?” Rose asked, trying to comfort him.
“That’s the thing, though. I just talked to my dad and he said that sometimes you do have a choice… he had a choice,” he stated, shaking his head again.
“Well, why are you stressed? Just pick what feels right if that’s the case. Whatever happens, you’ll be at Hogwarts, and you’ll have the best time regardless,” she said, nudging her cousin and smiling at him. He beamed at her just as the compartment door flew open.
James and Henry walked in, a large group of girls following behind them, giggling excessively. James winked at them before walking into the compartment and closing the door behind them.
“There must be a shortage of guys here,” Rose said and James and Henry turned to look at her. She covered her mouth and then squeaked out, “that was out loud, wasn’t it?”
James shot her a glare, though she could tell it was joking. He flopped onto the bench opposite them, belly-first.
“Dear cousin, I simply know how to attract all the ladies, it’s my charm,” James mumbled into the seat cushion before rolling onto his back and putting his arms behind his head.
Henry burst out laughing, “He’s lying. They all like him because he’s the son of Harry Potter.” James glared at him and all the color in Al’s face drained, knowing he was doomed to the same fate.
“Jealous, Henry?” James said, arching his eyebrow. Henry rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Hardly,” he walked over and sat in the only empty seat, right next to Rose. “We haven’t met. I’m Henry,” he said, holding out his hand.
Setting Elune’s cage between her feet on the ground in front of her, she reached up and shook his hand, “Rose.”
“Where’s Dom?” James asked and as if on cue, she came bursting in, her hair—if possible—more perfect.
“Hi, Henry,” Dom said dreamily and Rose had to stifle yet another laugh at her cousin’s obviousness.
“Hello, Dominique,” he said curtly before turning back to face Rose. Rose saw Dom fuming by the door, but Henry couldn’t see her, and nor did he seem to care. “So, Rose, Al, what houses are you two hoping to get into?”
Al nudged Rose, “Ravenclaw,” she blurted out.
“Dom, who had been walking over and was in the process of shoving James off the two extra seats he was occupying, froze and looked at her cousin.
“WHAT?!” she and James exclaimed in perfect unison, James sitting up and staring at her wide-eyed.
“You’re a Weasley, Rose,” James said firmly, as if that meant something.
She laughed, “You’re starting to sound like all those purebloods with the whole Slytherin thing. I don’t want to be defined by my blood,” she said simply.
“I know what you mean, Rose. Which is why I want to be in Slytherin,” Al said and everyone turned to look at him.
“What’s wrong with you two?” Dom nearly shrieked.
“Ravenclaw’s not all that bad,” Henry said and Dom glared at him.
Dom snorted, “Says the Ravenclaw.”
“I fail to see what the big deal is,” Henry said calmly. Rose was exchanging looks between James and Henry as if trying to figure out why they were friends, Henry seemed to catch on. “Just because I’m in Ravenclaw, it doesn’t mean I don’t love your twisted, prat of a cousin in his own way. We were partnered together for potions on the first day of our first year, and we seemed to get along well,” he shrugged and James smiled.
“It’s a big deal because Weasleys are like… known for being in Gryffindor,” Dom said, sounding almost offended at the thought of anything different.
“Sometimes traditions need to be broken,” Rose said simply.
“Okay, maybe that’s true. But Al… Slytherin?” Dom asked incredulously.
“What’s my full name?” Al asked and they all gave him an odd look. “Well?”
“Albus Severus Potter,” Rose answered and Al nodded.
“And who was I named after?” he asked, looking at each of them.
“Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape. Two headmasters of Hogwarts, two men your father looked up to in the highest regards,” Rose answered and again, Al nodded.
“And…” Rose said, thinking for a moment. “One of them was in Slytherin,” she finished and Al smiled broadly.
“Exactly,” he said. “I was confused about the whole thing, nervous about whether or not I would be placed in Gryffindor, but after talking to my father, and having Rose confirm that I should pick what feels right if given the choice it just seemed, well, right.”
Rose’s face lit up with a smile and Al couldn’t help but smile in return, seeming to be more at ease now.
“You guys are second years and have seen how much diversity there is even among a house itself and here you are, still stuck on stereotypes,” Henry remarked, shaking his head, though he was smiling. “These first years are showing you up.”
Dom pursed her lips, “You guys are right, I’ve just always imagined the whole lot of us in Gryffindor together, so it’s weird trying to picture anything else.”
“My own brother,” James said jokingly, standing up to ruffle Al’s hair. Al scrunched his nose and jokingly punched James’ arm. Dom seized the opportunity and sat back in her seat across from Henry while James was still standing.
He turned back around and put his hand to his mouth in mock-surprise, “You brat!”
Dom’s eyes narrowed, “Yeah, well, you’re the prat for taking up the whole bench.”
James clucked his tongue and shook his head, eyes narrowed as if he were accepting a challenge. He sat in the middle seat before spinning and spreading his legs down the bench, placing his head in Dom’s lap and smiling up at her.
“Must you?” she asked, scowling at him.
“Oh, dear cousin, I’m afraid I must,” he said, batting his eyelashes.
“You are so lucky I love you,” she said, ruffling his hair. “And that your hair is so darn soft,” she said, playing with it.
James grumbled, “You’re going to mess it up!”
Having inherited extremely untidy hair both from his father and his namesake, it was rather difficult to “mess up”.
“Yeah, I’m messing it up,” Dom snorted and everyone laughed.
Bloody hell, today certainly has been interesting so far. I made my dad a promise I’m not so sure I can keep. He wants me, and made me promise, to beat that Scorpius boy at everything possible. Mum said not to worry about it, but it’s hard not to.
We boarded the train after that and I had a little talk with Al about houses before James and his friend Henry joined us. Henry’s a Ravenclaw! We ended up getting on the topic of what house Al and I want to be in.
Despite myself, I ended up telling everyone that I wanted to be in Ravenclaw and Al said he wanted to be in Slytherin. Dom and James were more than a little freaked out at first, but I think they’ve warmed up to the idea and if we do happen to get into the houses we want, I’m sure they’ll come around entirely. Well, I’d better go, I’m in the bathroom “changing into my robes” and it’d be best if I actually came back in my robes.
“Any’zing off ze trolley?” they all heard from a few compartments down and Dom’s face drained of every ounce of color. She slid down to the ground and groaned, covering her face as Fleur came into view, pushing the sweet trolley, a large group of boys following behind her.
Fleur loved doing this. She usually worked at Gringotts alongside Bill, but would make the trip to work on the Hogwarts Express three times a year, practicing her English and selling a lot because of her good looks and charm.
Dom stood up and Fleur’s face lit up. “Dominique!”
“Mama, please, can we not?” Dom hissed at Fleur. Fleur winked at the rest of them and grabbed a few things off the trolley, handing them to Dom and blowing her a kiss. Dom rolled her eyes and took them, making her way back to her seat, where she nearly sat on James’ head.
“Rose! Al! Good luck wiz ze sorting!” Fleur said before Dom threw the treats on the ground and went to slam the compartment door. Fleur looked slightly hurt, but smiled nonetheless and made her way gracefully down the corridor, several boys in tow.
“Well, we’d all best go change,” Dom said, and not wanting to argue with an upset Dom, they all obliged.
Within half an hour, they had all changed into their school robes and were now sitting in a circle on the floor, laughing, talking, and eating the sweets Fleur had left them.
The sky outside the windows was progressively becoming a darker shade of blue, and they could no longer see what they were zooming past.
Before they knew it, the train was coming to a stop and Rose and Al shot each other nervous looks. They all grabbed their animals and joined the throngs of students in the corridor.
There was a large collection of animal cages just outside the train on the platform and James gestured for Al and Rose to follow him.
“Put them here,” James said as he set Ares down. Al and Rose obeyed and set a now meowing Elune and a frantic looking Hedwig down. “Al, Hedwig will join the other owls in the Owlery and her cage will be in your dorm; Rose, Elune and her cage will be in your dorm,” he explained and they nodded.
“Come on, let’s go get a carriage!” Dom said, tugging on James’ sleeve. “Good luck you two!” she said as they ran off.
Henry laughed and looked at them, putting a hand on Rose’s shoulder, “I’ll have a spot saved for you if you make Ravenclaw. Good luck, Al!” he said before running off after Dom and James.
“Firs’ years! Firs’ years, over here!” Rose and Al both grinned widely and made their way to their old family friend, who also happened to be Al’s godfather.
“Hagrid!” They yelled as they approached. He looked down and smiled at them.
“It’s good t’er see you two!” he said to the two of them before speaking to the group. “Follow me! C’mon, don’ be shy!”
They walked down the path a ways, most of them huddled close together, looking nervous. Then, they came around a bend and Hogwarts came into view. Several gasps escaped the mouths of the first years and Hagrid smiled, “Hogwarts!”
Hogwarts stood over the vast, black lake before them, its windows glowing warmly. The many turrets and towers were easy to make out from all the light.
“Okay, let’s go! No more’n four per boat, c’mon!” Hagrid said and all the first years scrambled to get into boats, Rose and Al along with a couple other boys got into the one directly behind Hagrid, as he needed a whole boat to himself.
As soon as the last first year sat down in the boats, they all began to glide forward across the black, glass-like surface of the lake.
“Great weather t’night!” Hagrid said, turning to Rose and Al.
“Better than when my father arrived,” a boy said from behind them and they turned to see a curly-haired blond boy with bright yellow eyes.
“Y’er Dennis Creevey’s kid, aren’t ya?” Hagrid boomed, grinning at him.
“I am! How’d you know?” the boy asked, clearly surprised and thrilled that someone knew his father.
“Y’er got his hair color, and it was rainin’ like mad when he was a firs’ year and we crossed this lake,” Hagrid said, smiling at the memory. “What about you?” he asked the black-haired boy in their boat.
“Err… my mother’s Cho Chang, my father’s a muggle,” he said and Rose and Al smiled, having heard all about Cho from Harry.
“Heads down!” Hagrid shouted suddenly and they all ducked.
They came into a large, underground harbor where the boats docked. The first years piled out of the boats and stood waiting.
“C’mon, follow me!” Hagrid said and they all followed him up a large set of steps.
They came upon a huge set of oak doors where an older witch stood, with her peppered hair pulled into a tight bun.
“Welcome, to Hogwarts,” she said and the doors opened.
See that box down there?! IT'S EMPTY AND NEEDS SOME WORDS TO FILL IT UP! Even a simple- "It was alright" would make my day. Thank to you everyone who's reading! :)
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