It has been a whole month since we came through the portal and stayed with the Malfoy's. Of course, there was something new to do every day, so no one was bored. Draco and Jade would go outside and play some quidditch with Ash on his Pidgeot, Paul on his Honchkrow, and Gary on his Fearow just flying around the Quidditch Pitch. Honestly, the first time I released Helios (My shiny Charizard), the Malfoy family was on the edge of collapse. Draco would have these weird pissing matches with Paul. Where Draco would either try to get paul to crack even a smile. (Which only Jade and I have managed). Then when he figured he couldn’t he immediately tried to copy his deadpanned look, as well as his emotionless look.
Ash would be playing in the nearby forest dragging Draco with him. So he can see all the types of creatures that are not pokemon as he could before it was time to go back home. Gary started to go with him as he got jealous of the thought that Drace would steal not only his friendship with Ash but his rivalry as well. Thankfully, I had set him straight again. Now they would all go out exploring with Paul, who only came to protect Jade as she wanted to be with her friends.
As the kids got along and had fun, so did the adults. Lance and Steven kept up their training and helped me train my newer pokemon as well. Lucius even helped me by making sure that nobody can ever take Jade away from me. While Nacrissa and I exchanged different healing techniques, from both worlds. Finally Professor Oak was quite busy with trying to read as many books about any type of magic as he possibly can in the Malfoy library. It got so bad that the Malfoy’s had to ask if he would be alright. Of course, I told them that he would be done in about a week, maybe two. As long as there is a house-elf that makes sure he eats, sleeps, and bathes, he should be fine. After he learned all he could, he was immediately bombarded by Lucius and Nacrissa (who insisted that we call her Cissa) about all he knows about pokemon.
All in all, it was a fun and hectic month, but all good things must come to an end. Today is the day that Jade and Draco go to Hogwarts. Today I am wearing black ripped skinny jeans with a black tank top with a white skull on it. I am wearing my study choker with my black combat boots. As well as a Hufflepuff yellow plaid shirt wrapped around my hips. My blood-red hair was put up into a high ponytail, with smokey eyeshadow and light red lipstick on.
Jade's last month with the Malfoys was so much fun.
When Jade had time she would spend some of it in her room, with her new owl, phoenix, and the snake for company. She had decided to call her owl Hedwig, a name she had found in A History of Magic. Her snake would be called Ouroboros, a symbol that Izaya used to tell her about, as it was a part of Ancient Egyptian iconography. Finally, she named her phoenix Erembour, as in mythology the name belonged to a character who rides shadow. (I found it surprisingly appropriate). Her school books were very interesting. Even if she already learned half of this stuff from her older sister, who’s motto is always be prepared for anything and everything.
She lay on her bed reading late into the night, Hedwig swooping in and out of the open window as she pleased. It was lucky that Cissa didn't come into the room to clean, but the house elves instead, because Hedwig kept bringing back dead mice.
Every night before she went to sleep, Jade ticked off another day on the piece of paper she had pinned to the wall, counting down to September the first.
“ Good morning everyone,” I said as I walked into the dining room.
“Good morning Jade,” Ash said, which surprised me as he never is a morning person. "Hey, I was wondering, where is this school, anyway?"
"Oh, it’s in Scotland and good morning Jade, sweetheart," said Izaya.
“So, how do you get to this school?” Asked Gary.
"I just take the train from platform nine and three-quarters at eleven o'clock," she read, to her intrigued friends.
Her friends all just stared.
"Platform what?" Paul asked
"Nine and three-quarters," I stated.
"There are no platform nine and three-quarters," said Gary looking at me like I was crazy.
"It's on my ticket."
“Jade’s right dears, when we get there, I will tell you how that is possible ok?” Jade asked calmly to everyone while looking like she would bite the head of the next idiot to ask dumb questions. As she taught this all to while Gary and Ash were in the room at the time.
“Go get your trunk and come back down, and while you're at it, why don’t you change your outfit, dear?” Jade asked me looking down at my PJ”s.
I got up and went back upstairs. I pulled on some blue jeans and striped white and black long-sleeved shirt because she didn't want to walk into the station in any of her dresses. I had already packed and tripled checked my Hogwarts list to make sure I had everything I needed.
I saw that Hedwig was shut safely in her cage, and then took her cage down the stairs into the living room, and back up for my trunk. By the time I came back down everyone was ready to go to platform 9 ¾. They all flood over, after which Izaya started to tell her friends and the kids how they were on platform 9 ¾.
A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, eleven O'clock. Harry looked behind him and saw a wrought-iron archway where the barrier had been, with the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it, He had done it.
A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. Smoke from the engine drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every color wound here and there between their legs. Owls hooted at one another in a disgruntled sort of way over the babHarry pushed his cart off down the platform in search of an empty seat. He passed a round-faced boy who was saying, "Gran, I've lost my toad again."
"Oh, Neville," he heard the old woman sigh.
A boy with dreadlocks was surrounded by a small crowd.
"Give us a look, Lee, go on."
The boy lifted the lid of a box in his arms, and the people around him shrieked and yelled as something inside poked out a long, hairy leg.
As I was saying goodbye to my friends, who made me promise to write to them once a week, and the same could be said for the Malfoy’s, grandpa, and Izaya. There was a huge commotion at the portal entrance of platform 9 ¾, where only muggle-born or muggle-raised traveled through. As both Izaya and I looked over we saw a family of six redheads with what I presume is the mother yelling on the top of her lungs at what could only be her twin's son. I could hear what she was saying, I’m pretty sure the whole station could.
“FREDRICK GIDEON WEASLEY, WHAT HAVE I SAID ABOUT THOSE PRANKS OF YOURS THAT YOU GEORGE PLAY ON NOT ONLY YOUR BROTHERS, SISTER, AND MYSELF BUT ON OTHER’S AS WELL?” She did not have to say it so loud, pretty sure I have lost hearing as I can barely hear what she is saying now. Though it’s all blurred now, with buzzing noise on the background.
As I turned back around and saw Izaya looking at the twins, who I now know are Frederick and George, with what I can see is fondness. Though when she is looking at the woman I noticed she has major hatred in her eyes. With those facts and the fact that they are redheads, I quickly deduced that they are the Weasley's and that the woman is Molly Weasley. I realized that that woman is someone I should never trust, and so I looked back and memorized what she looked like, so I knew to run the other way if we ever were to come in contact with one another.
I then hugged every single one of them, before Draco and I left with our trunks to get on the train before it left.
There was nothing else for it.
Draco and I pressed on through the crowd until we found an empty compartment near the end of the train. I put Hedwig alongside Erembour, and Ouroboros inside first and then started to shove and heave her trunk toward the train door. We tried to lift it the steps but could hardly raise one end and twice we dropped it painfully on my foot.
"Want a hand?" It was one of the red-haired twins I’d seen by the barrier.
"Yes, please," I panted.
"Oi, Fred! C'mere and help!"
With the twins' help, my trunk was at last tucked away in a corner of the compartment. Then they helped tucked Draco’s trunk away as well.
"Thanks," said Jade, pushing her sweaty bangs out of her eyes, as she was having her up in twin buns on both sides on the top of her hair.
"What's that?" said one of the twins suddenly, pointing at Jade's lightning scar.
"Blimey," said the other twin. "Are you?”
"She is," said the first twin. "Aren't you?" he added to Jade.
"What?" said Jade.
“Harriet Potter, "chorused the twins.
"Oh, um, I once was, when I was 4," I started explaining. "My older sister's blood adopted me with the goblins' help. I now have a new name that I made sure that professor Mcgonagall knows about. I am now known as Jade Lilian Potter-Moon. Though I hope you won’t tell anyone about me as I just want to have fun, and not be famous for my parents dying, as well as my sister doesn’t want anyone to know about her yet ."
“It would be a pleasure”
“Miss Jade Potter-Moon.”
“Moon, now your sister wouldn’t be”
“Our old friend that we thought was dead”
“Now would she?”
They asked back and forth.
“Who would your friend be?” I asked cautiously.
“Why, Izaya Moon, Who else?” They asked together looking hopeful. I couldn’t let the hopeful look disappear, damn my Hufflepuff heart and upbringing.
“Yes, she’s my sister, but you have to promise not to tell anyone especially your mother and Dumbledoof,” I told them while making fun of Dumbledore at the same time.
“Why would we”
“We know she doesn’t really”
“Trust our mother”
“Have known since she was introduced.” They said.
“Since we became friends”
“We started watching our mother”
“And what we saw, we understand why”
“She doesn’t like her”
“But why don’t you like Dumbledore?” They asked together.
“How about you get only those that you trust among all else and we shall meet up somewhere we wouldn’t get caught and I can tell you all you need to know,” I stated. “Oh I am so sorry, this is my companion Draco Malfoy.”
“Alright Jade, and pleased to meet you Draco Malfoy.” They said before we heard their mother’s voice calling for them.
"Fred? George? Are you there?"
With a last look at Jade and Draco, the twins hopped off the train.
Jade sat down next to the window where half-hidden, she could watch the red-haired family on the platform and hear what they were saying. While Draco sat right next to her with a potion book in hand. He laid his head onto my lap and started to read. I started to watch the red-haired family to see if anyone else may be trusted.
Their mother had just taken out her handkerchief.
"Ron, you've got something on your nose."
‘So this is who would be married to me if that woman had it her way’ I thought. The youngest boy tried to jerk out of the way, but she grabbed him and began rubbing the end of his nose.
"Mom - geroff" He wriggled free.
"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somefink on his nosie?" said Fredrick.
"Shut up," said Ron.
"Where's Percy?" said their mother.
"He's coming now."
The oldest boy came striding into sight. He had already changed into his billowing black Hogwarts robes, and Jade noticed a shiny silver badge on his chest with the letter P on it. “So this is the boy the mother tried to marry Izaya off to.’ I thought to myself.
"Can't stay long, Mother," he said. "I'm upfront, the prefects have got two compartments to themselves -"
"Oh, are you a prefect, Percy?" said George, with an air of great surprise. "You should have said something, we had no idea."
"Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it," said Fredrick. "Once -"
"Or twice -"
"A minute -"
"All summer -"
"Oh, shut up," said Percy the Prefect.
"How come Percy gets new robes, anyway?" Asked Fredrick.
"Because he's a prefect," said their mother fondly. "All right, dear, well, have a good term - send me an owl when you get there."
She kissed Percy on the cheek and he left. Then she turned to the twins.
"Now, you two - this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've - you've blown up a toilet or -"
"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet."
"Great idea though, thanks, Mom."
"It's not funny. And look after Ron."
"Don't worry, ickle Ronniekins is safe with us."
"Shut up Fred," said Ron again. He was almost as tall as the twins already and his nose was still pink where his mother had rubbed it.
A whistle sounded.
"Hurry up!" their mother said, and the three boys clambered onto the train. They leaned out of the window for her to kiss them good-bye, and their younger sister began to cry.
"Don't, Ginny, we'll send you loads of owls."
"We'll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat."
"Only joking, Mom."
The train began to move. Jade saw the boys' mother waving and their sister, half laughing, half crying, running to keep up with the train until it gathered too much speed, then she fell back and waved.
Jade watched the girl and her mother disappear as the train rounded the corner. Houses flashed past the window. Jade felt a great leap of excitement. She remembered all the old stories of Hogwarts when Izaya went to school.
The door of the compartment slid open and the youngest redheaded boy came in.
"Anyone sitting there?" he asked, pointing at the seat opposite Jade. "Everywhere else is full."
Jade looked at Draco, who looked up from his book to look at the redheaded boy, and shook his head at her and so she told the boy that he can sit down. He glanced at Draco in Jade’s lap, then quickly went to sit down and then looked quickly out of the window, pretending he hadn't looked. Jade saw he still had a black mark on his nose.
The twins were back.
"Listen, we're going down the middle of the train - Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there."
"Right," mumbled Ron.
"Jade," said Fred, "did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley. And this is Ron, our brother. See you later, then."
"Bye," said Jade, Draco, and Ron. The twins slid the compartment door shut behind them.
"So as my brother’s know who you both are. Can I know your names?" Ron blurted out.
“The name is Jade Potter-Moon, and yes before you ask I am the Girl-Who-lived blah blah blah. Yes, I changed my name as I was blood adopted, If I can learn to trust you I will tell you who blood adopted me. And this is my friend Draco Malfoy” I explained.
"Oh -well, it's a pleasure to meet you both," said Ron. "I am not like my mother, if I never meet someone I will learn about their personalities before I decide if they may be bad eggs or not."
He looks pointedly at Draco.
“Thanks,” Draco said.
“No problem,” Ron said.
"I heard you went to live with Muggles, though that's not the truth as you were blood adopted," said Ron. "What were they like?"
"Horrible -well, not all of them. My aunt and uncle and cousin are, though. I was so happy that I found a family to be a part of." I said.
“So how many brothers do you have?” Draco asked.
"Five," said Ron. For some reason, he was looking gloomy. "I'm the sixth in our family to go to Hogwarts. You could say I've got a lot to live up to. Bill and Charlie have already left - Bill was head boy and Charlie was captain of Quidditch. Now Percy's a prefect. Fred and George mess around a lot, but they still get really good marks and everyone thinks they're really funny. Everyone expects me to do as well as the others, but if I do, it's no big deal, because they did it first. You never get anything new, either, with five brothers. I've got Bill's old robes, Charlie's old wand, and Percy's old rat."
Ron reached inside his jacket and pulled out a fat gray rat, which was asleep.
"His name's Scabbers and he's useless, he hardly ever wakes up. Percy got an owl from my dad for being made a prefect, but they couldn't aff - I mean, I got Scabbers instead."
Ron's ears went pink. He seemed to think he'd said too much because he went back to staring out of the window.
Jade didn't think there was anything wrong with not being able to afford an owl. After all, even if she had a lot of money she wasn’t spoilt, and she told Ron so. This seemed to cheer Ron up.
"... and until Izaya told me, I didn't know anything about the true story of my parents or Voldemort"
"What?" said Jade.
"You said You-Know-Who's name!" said Ron, sounding both shocked and impressed. "I'd have thought you, of all people -"
"I'm not trying to be brave or anything, saying the name," said Jade, “I just never knew you shouldn't. My big sister would tell him that fearing the name just gives him power, as he wants to so feared that no one would say his name." She added.
While they had been talking and Draco was reading, the train had carried them out of London. Now they were speeding past fields full of cows and sheep. They were quiet for a time, watching the fields and lanes flick past.
Around half-past twelve, there was a great clattering outside in the corridor and a smiling, dimpled woman slid back their door and said, "Anything off the cart, dears?"
Jade leaped to her feet wanting some sweets, but Ron's ears went pink again and he muttered that he'd brought sandwiches. Jade and Draco went out into the corridor
She had Bettie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Chocolate Frogs. Pumpkin Pasties, Cauldron Cakes, Liquorice Wands, and several other strange things Jade had never seen in her life. Not wanting to miss anything, she got some of everything and paid the woman eleven silver Sickles and seven bronze Knuts.
Ron starred as Jade and Draco brought it all back into the compartment and tipped it onto an empty seat.
"Hungry, are you?"
"Yep, we should share as I have more than enough," said Jade, taking a large bite out of a pumpkin pasty.
“It’s fine, I have some sandwiches.” Ron had taken out a lumpy package and unwrapped it. There were four sandwiches inside. He pulled one of them apart and said, "She always forgets I don't like corned beef."
"Swap you for one of these," said Jade, holding up a pasty. "Go on -"
"You don't want this, it's all dry," said Ron. "She hasn't got much time," he added quickly, "you know, with five of us."
"Go on, have a pasty," said Draco, who had never had any reason to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Ron and Jade, eating their way through all Jade's pasties, cakes, and candies (the sandwiches lay forgotten).
"What are these?" Jade asked Ron, holding up a pack of Chocolate Frogs. "They're not frogs, are they?" She was starting to feel that nothing would surprise him.
"No," said Ron. "But see what the card is. I'm missing Agrippa."
"Oh, of course, you wouldn't know - Chocolate Frogs have cards, inside them, you know, to collect - famous witches and wizards. I've got about five hundred, but I haven't got Agrippa or Ptolemy."
Jade unwrapped her Chocolate Frog and picked up the card. It showed a man's face. He wore half-moon glasses, had a long, crooked nose, and flowing silver hair, beard, and mustache.
Underneath the picture was the name Albus Dumbledore.
"So this is Dumbledore!" said Jade feeling angry as can be.
"Don't tell me you'd never heard of Dumbledore!" said Ron. "Can I have a frog? I might get Agrippa - thanks
Jade turned over her card and read:
CURRENTLY HEADMASTER OF HOGWARTS
Considered by many the greatest wizard of modern times, Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamel. Professor Dumbledore enjoys chamber music and tenpin bowling.
Jade turned the card back over and saw, to her astonishment, that Dumbledore's face had disappeared.
"Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day," said Ron. "He'll be back. No, I've got Morgana again and I've got about six of her... do you want it? You can start collecting."
Ron's eyes strayed to the pile of Chocolate Frogs waiting to be unwrapped.
"Help yourself," said Jade. "But in, you know, the Muggle world, people just stay put in photos."
"Do they? What, they don't move at all?" Ron sounded amazed. "weird!"
Jade starred as Dumbledore sidled back into the picture on his card and gave him a small smile, before ripping it to shreds. Ron was more interested in eating the frogs than looking at the Famous Witches and Wizards cards and so he didn’t know what Jade had done to Dumbledore’s card, but Jade couldn't keep her eyes off them. So she had not only Dumbledore and Morgana, but Hengist of Woodcroft, Alberic Grunnion, Circe, Paracelsus, and Merlin.
She finally tore her eyes away from the druidess Cliodna, who was scratching her nose, to open a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans.
"You want to be careful with those," Ron warned Jade. "When they say every flavour, they mean every flavour - you know, you get all the ordinary ones like chocolate and peppermint and marmalade, but then you can get spinach and liver and tripe. George reckons he had a bogey flavoured one once."
Ron picked up a green bean, looked at it carefully, and bit into a corner.
"Bleaaargh - see? Sprouts."
They had a good time eating the Every Flavour Beans. Jade got toast, coconut, baked bean, strawberry, curry, grass, coffee, sardine, and was even brave enough to nibble the end of a funny gray one Ron or Draco wouldn't touch, which turned out to be pepper.
The countryside now flying past the window was becoming wilder. The neat fields had gone. Now there were woods, twisting rivers, and dark green hills.
There was a knock on the door of their compartment and the round-faced boy ‘Neville’ reminded me. Jade had passed on platform nine and three quarters came in.
He looked tearful.
"Sorry," he said, "but have you seen a toad at all?"
When they all shook their heads, he wailed, "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"
"He'll turn up," said Izaya. “Maybe ask a prefect to summon him?”
"Thank you, I will go ask one now," said Neville, looking a bit happier. "But, if you see him..."
“We will make sure he finds his way back to you,” I told him
"Don't know why he's so bothered," said Ron.
"If I'd brought a toad I'd lose it as quick as I could. Mind you, I brought Scabbers, so I can't talk."
The rat was still snoozing on Ron's lap.
"He might have died and you wouldn't know the difference," said Ron in disgust. "I tried to turn him yellow yesterday to make him more interesting, but the spell didn't work. I'll show you, look..."
He rummaged around in his trunk and pulled out a very battered-looking wand. It was chipped in places and something white was glinting at the end.
“That wand doesn’t look safe,” Draco told Ron.
“It was Charlie’s old wand, and we didn’t have enough money for a new wand,” Ron told Draco. "Unicorn hair's nearly poking out. Anyway…"
He had just raised his 'wand when the compartment door slid open again. The toadless boy was back, but this time he had a girl with him. She was already wearing her new Hogwarts robes.
"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one," she said. She had a bossy sort of voice, lots of bushy brown hair, and rather large front teeth.
"We've already told him we haven't seen it, and that it would be better to get a prefect to summon it," said Ron, but the girl wasn't listening, she was looking at the wand in his hand.
"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see it, then."
She sat down. Ron looked taken aback.
"Er - all right."
He cleared his throat.
"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow."
He waved his wand, but nothing happened. Scabbers stayed gray and fast asleep.
Draco started to laugh and so did Jade, as Draco laughed he was able to say “I think your brother’s pranked, you, Ron.”
Ron looked mad at first, but then started to grin and laughed along with us.
"Are you sure that's a real spell?" said the girl. "Well, it's not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and it's all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've heard - I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough - I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, who are you.” She said all this very fast.
Draco looked at Ron and was relieved to see by his stunned face that he hadn't learned all the course books by heart either.
"I'm Ron Weasley," Ron muttered.
"Jade Potter-Moon," said Jade.
"Jade Potter-Moon, Don’t you mean Harriet Potter?" said Hermione. "I know all about you, of course – I got a few extra books, for background reading, and you're in Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century.”
"No, I don't, the name is Jade Potter-Moon, and really?" said Harry, feeling dazed.
"Goodness, didn't you know, I'd have found out everything I could if it was me," said Hermione. "Do either of you know what house you'll be in? I've been asking around, and I hope I'm in Gryffindor, it sounds by far the best; I hear Dumbledore himself was in it, but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad... Anyway, we'd better go and look for Neville's toad. You two had better change, you know, I expect we'll be there soon." And she left, taking the toadless boy with her.
"Whatever house I'm in, I hope she's not in it," said Ron.
He threw his wand back into his trunk. "Stupid spell - George gave it to me, bet he knew it was a dud."
"Your brothers are in Gryffindor, right?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," said Ron. Gloom seemed to be settling on him again. "Mom and Dad were in it, too. I don't know what they'll say if I'm not. I don't suppose Ravenclaw would be too bad, but imagine if they put me in Slytherin. Not that there's anything wrong with that house, my mother might just disown me from the family is all." Looking straight at Draco to get him to understand that he wasn’t dissing his family's house.
"You know, I think the ends of Scabbers' whiskers are a bit lighter," said Draco, trying to take Ron's mind off houses. "And it’s alright I understand. So what do your oldest brothers do now that they've left, anyway?"
Draco was wondering what a wizard did once he'd finished school.
"Charlie's in Romania studying dragons, and Bill's in Africa doing something for Gringotts," said Ron. "Did you hear about Gringotts? It's been all over the Daily Prophet, but I don't suppose you get that with the Muggles - someone tried to rob a high-security vault."
Draco and Jade stared.
"Really? What happened to them?"
"Nothing, that's why it's such big news. They haven't been caught. My dad says it must've been a powerful Dark wizard to get round Gringotts, but they don't think they took anything, that's what's odd. 'Course, everyone gets scared when something like this happens in case You-Know-Who's behind it."
Jade turned this news over in her mind. She was starting to get a prickle of fear every time You-Know-Who was mentioned. She supposed this was all part of entering the magical world, but it had been a lot more comfortable saying "Voldemort" without worrying.
"What's your Quidditch team?" Ron asked.
"I guess it would be for now the Holyhead Harpies," Jade confessed.
"What!" Ron looked dumbfounded. "Oh, mine is the Chudley Cannons" And he was off, talking with Draco and Jade all about the four balls and the positions of the seven players, describing famous games he'd been to with his brothers and the broomstick he'd like to get if he had the money. He was just taking Jade through the finer points of the game when the compartment door slid open yet again, but it wasn't Neville the toadless boy, or Hermione Granger this time.
Two boys entered.
“There you are Draco, why did you not tell us where you were at?” Asked one of the boys.
“I wanted to hang out with Jade, and then Ron came and I think we would be great friends,” Draco stated. Draco notices Ron and Jade looking back and forth a little confused.
"Oh, this is Crabbe and this is Goyle," said the pale boy carelessly. "Well, it’s Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle."
“Sit down you two and you can have some sweets,” Jade told them.
They looked shocked but did as asked. Though when Gregory tried to get some chocolate something bit him.
Scabbers the rat was hanging off his finger, sharp little teeth sunk deep into Gregory's knuckle - Vincent tried to help while Ron was trying to get him to stop. Gregory swung Scabbers round and round, howling, and then Scabbers finally flew off and hit the window. Then they'd heard footsteps because a second later, Hermione Granger had come in.
"What has been going on?" she said, looking at the sweets all over the floor and Ron picking up Scabbers by his tail. As well as Gregory was touching his hand in pain.
“I think he's been knocked out," Ron said to Gregory. He looked closer at Scabbers. "No - I don't believe it - he's gone back to sleep-"
And so he had.
“Anyway, I am so sorry, I don’t know why he would do that, as he only sleeps.” Ron apologizes to Gregory.
He turned to Hermione. "Can we help you with something?"
"You'd better hurry up and put your robes on, I've just been up to the front to ask the conductor, and he says we're nearly there. You haven't been fighting, have you? You'll be in trouble before we even get there!"
"Scabbers has been fighting, not us," said Ron, scowling at her. "Would you mind leaving while we change?"
"All right - I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors," said Hermione in a sniffy voice.
"And you've got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know?"
Ron glared at her as she left. Jade peered out of the window. It was getting dark. She could see mountains and forests under a deep purple sky. The train did seem to be slowing down.
Draco and Ron took off their jackets and pulled on their long black robes. While I took my uniform from the trunk and went to the girl’s bathroom to change. When I got back I noticed Ron's were a bit short for him, you could see his sneakers underneath them.
A voice echoed through the train: "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."
Jade's stomach lurched with nerves and Ron, he saw, looked pale under his freckles. Though Gregory, Draco, and Vincent don’t seem so nervous, I know they are, they just have their pureblood masks on. They crammed their pockets with the last of the sweets and joined the crowd thronging the corridor.
The train slowed right down and finally stopped. People pushed their way toward the door and out onto a tiny, dark platform. Jade shivered in the cold night air. Then a lamp came bobbing over the heads of the students, and Jade heard a voice: "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!"
A giant of a man was standing in front of the lake. His face was almost completely hidden by a long, shaggy mane of hair and a wild, tangled beard, but you could make out his eyes, glinting like black beetles under all the hair. He was almost twice as tall as a normal man and at least five times as wide. He looked simply too big to be allowed, and he had hands the size of trash can lids, and his feet in their leather boots were like baby dolphins.
Hagrid's big hairy face beamed over the sea of heads.
"C'mon, follow me - any more firs' years? Mind yer step, now! Firs' years follow me!"
Slipping and stumbling, they followed Hagrid down what seemed to be a steep, narrow path. It was so dark on either side of them that Harry thought there must be thick trees there. Nobody spoke much. Neville, the boy who kept losing his toad, sniffed once or twice.
"Ye' all get yer firs' sight o' Hogwarts in a sec," Hagrid called over his shoulder, "jus' round this bend here."
There was a loud "Oooooh!"
The narrow path had opened suddenly onto the edge of a great black take. Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky was a vast castle with many turrets and towers.
"No more'n four to a boat!" Hagrid called, pointing to a fleet of little boats sitting in the water by the shore. Jade and Ron were followed into their boat by Neville and Hermione. While Draco, Vincent, and Gregory were followed into their boat by a pug-faced girl.
"Everyone in?" shouted Hagrid, who had a boat to himself. "Right then - FORWARD!"
And the fleet of little boats moved off all at once, gliding across the lake, which was as smooth as glass. Everyone was silent, staring up at the great castle overhead. It towered over them as they sailed nearer and nearer to the cliff on which it stood.
"Heads down!" yelled Hagrid as the first boats reached the cliff; they all bent their heads and the little boats carried them through a curtain of ivy that hid a wide opening in the cliff face. They were carried along a dark tunnel, which seemed to be taking them right underneath the castle until they reached a kind of underground harbour, where they clambered out onto rocks and pebbles.
"Oy, you there! Is this your toad?" said Hagrid, who was checking the boats as people climbed out of them.
"Trevor!" cried Neville blissfully, holding out his hands. Then they clambered up a passageway in the rock after Hagrid's lamp, coming out at last onto smooth, damp grass right in the shadow of the castle.
They walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge, oak front door.
"Everyone here? You there, still got yer toad?"
Hagrid raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle door.