I rushed towards the wall, gaining startled looks from passing Muggles.

Good. I wasn't late. I looked around, waving to some friends, then stiffened as I spotted the Selywyn girl. We had never been friends, but our enmity had been carved in stone the day of our fight over the treatment of Muggle-borns. I had won, casting a jinx of my own invention that paralizes the victim. I glared at her, then went to say hello to my friends and cousins, the Potters and the Weasleys. As we boarded the Hogwarts express, Aqua Quindal grabbed my arm. Her eyes were worried as she looked down at me." Hazel," she said, " I know that you and Belinda Selwyn are sworn enemies, but be careful. Her parents were strong supporters of the Dark Lord, and they would feel no shame in killing any relative of the Potters. Make sure you remember that." " Sure", I said, shrugging. I would have ignored it, but Aqua's face betrayed her worries, and I stopped. " You really mean it, don't you?", I said, looking at her carefully. " Yes.", she replied, " You really need to be careful." I decided that I would try, at least untill I knew some better jinxes.

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Does that work?

TNO, I'm assuming that you're a typical Slytherin. And Aqua, I'm sorry if you didn't want to be like that, we can ignore that last part if you don't like it.

More information about me:

Appearance: very slender and rather small for my age, long dark hair, about waist legnth, glasses.

Details: likes to read, sees no difference in pure-blood or Muggle-born, always wears a blue, teardrop shaped pendant on a silver chain, with the words "Wisdom is man's wealth, but the true treasure is friendship." inscribed upon it. If you haven't noticed by now, I am VERY smart and athletic as well.

Okay, so we're at the train station? All right...

I played with my old robe. Too bad Mum couldn't afford a cleaner one; it might've made more people come to me. It was as though someone had jinxed me and I couldn't make friends. I'm Muggle-born, but even in Muggle school I couldn't make friends. The teachers kept sending me home after I accidentally levitated the desk of the boy next to me and did all sorts of magic things. 

And there were those Potter boys. Many of the kids here who came from Wizarding families knew all about their father and a war that had happened some nineteen years previously, but I knew all I needed to know: James and Albus Severus were like celebrities.

But to my surprise, the crowd was breaking away and James was leaving his brother's side. There was no one by him, and I moved tentatively over.

"Hi," I said. "First year?" DUHHH went off in my brain. Of course he was a first year. I hadn't seen him before!!! But there was no charm to take back those words.

He didn't seem offended. "Yeah. You?"

"No, second."

"Oh. Are there really thestrals, then? My brother James was telling me - "

"What are thestrals?" I asked. The word was unfamiliar.

"They're horses you can only see if you've seen death." His eyes grew wide. "I haven't, but my dad has, and -"

Just then a Slytherin prefect and her friends came walking by. A first-year boy hurried after them. He stepped on Albus Severus' foot just so much that it could hurt, but also look like an an accident, then rushed by.

"Scorpius," muttered Albus under his breath.

"Who?" I asked.

"Scorpius Malfoy. My uncle Ron and my dad hate his dad."

The Slytherin prefect and her friends stopped in front of us at that moment. "You mean Mr. Malfoy?" she asked.

((Electives can only be taken by third year + students (and are picked in the end of the second year). Also, core classes that must be taken through fifth year are Astronomy, Charm, DADA, Herbology, History of Magic, Potions, and Transfiguration. *sorry nitpick*

So you can raise a year or forgo the electives for now. And play Quidditch, it'll be fun! You could be a chaser and have a special enmity for Oliver. *nodnod*

Incidentally, I just now noticed that my soon-to-be Slytherin keeper has the same name as the Griffindor keeper that introduced Harry to the game. *oops* Note that it's entirely unintentional.)) 

I gritted my teeth. Keep calm, keep calm. The last time I got angry with a bully he ended up with warts all over his face - but that was a long time ago, in my Muggle school. "I - well - I guess I'll just - I don't stink - but I'll just - "

"Stink?" James and his brother walked by. James snorted. "I don't smell anything."

"She's a Mudblood," the girl said.

Albus Severus' eyes grew wide. James snapped. 

"Just so you know, that word could give you detention!" he said. "We don't live in Pure-Blood Bigot-World anymore."
"Who says?" the girl asked. "Your dad?"

I squirmed uncomfortably. A year at Hogwarts and I still didn't know about all the references to James and Albus' dad. I began to leave, but as I left, I heard James threatening the Slytherin girl.

"My mum's sister-in-law is Muggle-born, and she's brilliant. If you call one more person Mudblood, you'll have my dad to reckon with." James left with Albus.

I sighed. I still didn't have a compartment, but I did have an enemy -- and an ignorant feeling that left me feeling awful. I was walking around, looking for a compartment, when I bumped into a girl with brown hair and blue eyes.

"Hi," she said, going into a compartment. There was no one else in it.

"Hi," I said. "Can I come in? Everywhere else is fulll."

"Oh, sure!" the girl said, readjusting her hat. "My name's Keira, by the way."