It was finally here. The big day. The day I got to go to Hogwarts.
This morning was another early morning at the Tonks household. All three kids were scrambling around, trying to find all their supplies, trying to eat a little bit of breakfast, trying to make sure not a thing was forgotten. At 10:15, we clambered into the family car and drove off to King's Cross.
"Are you excited Nymphadora?" my mother asked, turning around in her seat to look at me.
"Yeah mum, why wouldn't I be?" I asked, half laughing.
"Oh, I don't know. Just wanted to be sure that you weren't nervous," she said, turning back around to face the front.
"Mum, I've been waiting for this for five whole years! I'm not nervous!" I said, giggling.
"Yeah, well I would be more nervous about the train ride than anything," Aaron said, looking me in the eye.
"Why should I be nervous about a train ride?" I asked, almost sure he was joking.
"Well, not the train ride itself, but who you sit with," he explained. "You see, whoever you sit with on your first ride to Hogwarts is destined to be your friends for the rest of your school years, maybe even for life. It happened to me and Sasha. I'm still friends with the people I sat with back when I was a first year."
"Me too," Sasha said, nodding.
"Is this true, Dad?" I asked.
"Well, actually it is, Dora," he said, looking at me in the rearview mirror. "So you better choose wisely."
"Told you," Aaron said, rolling his eyes.
"Whatever," I said, slumping back against the seat. I just wanted to get there already.
About fifteen minutes later, we pulled into King's Cross with ten minutes to spare. My dad got us all carts that we loaded our trunks onto, and pushed them into King's Cross and onto Platform 9 ¾. My dad helped all of us get our trunks onto the luggage cart so we wouldn't have to worry about them while we were riding. Then we walked back to say our goodbyes.
"Be a good girl this year, Nymphadora. Study hard and write every week," my mother said, smiling. "I'm so happy for you. I'm so proud and excited." She wrapped me into a large, warm embrace.
"I'll miss you a lot, Dora," my father said, almost teary-eyed. I gave him a hug then stepped back to look at them for one last time.
"Have fun kids!" my mum yelled at us as we boarded the train. We waved and smiled as it pulled out of the station and into rural England.
"Well, good luck on finding some friends, kid," Aaron said, ruffling shoulder-length ginger hair. "Ps. I like this hairstyle on you."
"Thanks a lot, Aaron," I said, sarcastically. Then he walked away.
"Good luck, Tonks," Sasha said, walking off in the direction of the prefect's compartment.
I sighed and started walking in the opposite direction of him. Most of the compartments were full yet there were still a lot of students wandering the halls. As I walked into my fourth train car, I felt something like being hit by a brick wall. I stumbled into a compartment with the door hanging open and I was not happy. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my hair turning a dangerous, fiery, red.
"Hey! Watch where your going!" I yelled as I stood up. I looked into the face of the offender. It was a huge kid who looked as mean as they could get. He was probably going into his 6th or 7th year. He had dark, cruel eyes and a blonde buzz cut.
"Watch where your going shrimp! I think I - woah. What happened to your hair?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Never mind you!" I said, slamming the compartment door in his face and pulling down the screen so I couldn't see his black eyes anymore. I took a few deep breaths trying to calm myself down. My hair turned back to it's delightful ginger color. I then realized that there were already people in this compartment. I turned around slowly, embarrassed.
"I'm so sorry. I have no idea what came over me," I said, panting slightly.
"No I think that was brilliant!" someone said.
I looked up and saw who was sitting in this compartment. I couldn't believe it when I saw two identical mischievous smirks looking up at me. It was the two boys from Diagon Alley. The boy with glasses and the curly haired kid. There was also a third passenger in this compartment.
He had light brown hair, that fell slightly onto his face. His eyes were the most beautiful shade of amber there ever was. He looked very kind and gentle. He didn't wear the same mischievous smirk as the other two boys in the compartment. He looked up at me with a slight grin on his face. I had to look away because I knew I was staring.
Hold on. Common Tonks. Your ten (almost eleven) years old! Why are blushing so much over this boy? He's just a boy right? Eleven year olds don't go on dates. Why are you so attracted to him? Well, later experiences would tell me.
"I'm James by the way," the boy with glasses said, holding out his hand. It took me a minute to get back to reality.
"N-Nice to meet you," I said, shaking his hand.
"Sirius Black," the curly haired kid said, holding out his hand as well, when I shook it, he shook back vigorously. "Might I say that was brilliant."
"Thanks," I said, smiling a little bit, eager to know the stranger's name.
"Remus Lupin," the shabby-looking kid said, softly. He looked shy and nervous. He was also blushing.
I held out my hand and he shook it. As I shook it, I noticed another feature about him. Something not so great.
He had scars all over his face and hands. They were kind of faint but you could still notice them. It was if an animal of some sort had attacked him. There were even a few open wounds. My smile faded a little.
"You can sit with us if you'd like," the boy named Sirius said.
I turned around and said "Alright, if you insist."
"Well, we do, because you are brilliant," the boy named James said. "Hey, I've seen you at Diagon Alley, haven't I?"
"Yeah, you pretty much knocked over my entire family," I said with a chuckle, settling myself down next to Remus.
"Yeah… sorry about that," Sirius said.
"It's fine, don't worry," I said, smiling. "So I'm guessing you've known each other for more than only a day."
"Yeah, I've known James for about two years now," Sirius said, looking at James. "Hate my own family so I invade their's"
"We only met Remus this morning though," James said. "Glad we did. And were glad we met you."
James and Sirius smiled at me. I looked sideways at Remus, who was trying to suppress a smile and was blushing madly.
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