“Are we leaving?” Ginny asked. “I’m so sick of school. I can’t wait to get home! Though mum’ll probably have a billion chores for us to do!”
“Yeah we’re leaving. Ready?”
“I have my suitcase don’t I? Honestly Ron, sometimes I’m surprised you made it to your 6th year!” Ginny snickered and Ron’s face turned scarlet. We trudged out of the common room, through the fat lady portrait, and down to the entrance hall. I’m surprised we all stayed together. There were so many kids going home for the holidays, it seemed most of the school was going. We got outside and onto the train. It seemed that the teachers realized that most of the kids were going, and used enlarging charms on the cars so thankfully Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, Luna, Crystal, Cedric,and I were able to fit in one compartment. Sometime during the ride I fell asleep. We got off the train and Mrs. Weasley engulfed me in a huge hug.
“Hi mum.” She beamed. She had told me to call her mum the day I had met her. She was always so happy when I called her “mum”. We got in the Ford Anglia (it flew back from the Forbidden Forest last year) and drove home to the Burrow. I took my stuff upstairs and flopped down on my bed to take a nap. When I woke up it was time for dinner. The table was filled with three whole turkeys, two bowls of mashed potatoes, two cakes, a huge pot of soup, and four boxes of crackers.
I went to bed and when I woke up in the morning and it was time for breakfast.
George came trudging down the stairs. Soon everybody was seated around the table. Mrs. Weasley must have made ten pounds of pancakes!
“She doesn’t expect us to eat all this, does she?” I whispered.
“Well, Ron’s on his twelfth pancake.” Ginny said. Sure enough Ron was wolfing down pancakes like he had never eaten in his life.
“We’re going to get out the Quidditch stuff today.” George said in between mouthfuls of pancake and sausage.
“George! Don’t talk with your mouth full!”
“Sorry mum.” George replied, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.
“George! Use your manners! You may as well have been raised by a babbling, bumbling band of baboons!” Ever since the Yule Ball dancing lessons we have all adopted this saying from McGonagall. At that moment we all picked up our glasses and drank so Mrs. Weasley didn’t notice us all laughing. I finished my third pancake and by now I was completely stuffed. I think if I ate another bite I would explode. It looked like everybody else was done. Except Ron.
“How many so far?” I whispered to Fred.
“Twenty-two. Well he just finished that one so twenty-three.” I just stared at Ron. How could one person eat that much? Ron was reaching for the plate but Mrs. Weasley snatched it away.
“RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! You have eaten twenty-three pancakes! Ari only had three and a half!”
“But mum! I’m hungry!”
“Why on Earth are you hungry? Last night you had half a turkey, a quarter of the mashed potatoes, three pieces of cake, five bowls of soup, and an entire box of crackers!” Mrs. Weasley roared. Ginny snickered. “You have no room to laugh Ms. I ate three turkey legs, a fifth of the bowl of mashed potatoes, two and a half pieces of cake, two bowls of soup and half a box of crackers!!! You all eat like animals!!!"
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Stupid Ron
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
A Warning to Ohioans
"We've been tellin' everyone to look out and not use the toilets unless they're in their own home, but they just won't listen! We've had to wipe fifty muggle's memories today! And the mess! Oh god the mess! Whoever did this is in a lot of trouble!"
"Do you have any idea who did this?"
"Nope. Only thing we found was a piece of cheddar cheese. This stuff's very popular with muggle's but we don't see how a muggle could have done this."
If you have any idea who did this and caused this mess please contact the following:
Misuse of Magic Office
Ministry of Magic
Fannah Froffgen
Assistant to the Minister of Magic
Ministry of Magic
Now for the weather
Partly sunny during the morning. Cloudy during the afternoon. A chance of light snow after 3 PM. Highs 27 to 31. South winds 5 to 10 mph. Chance of snow 30 percent.
Light snow. Accumulations around an inch. Lows 24 to 28. South winds 10 to 15 mph. Chance of snow 80 percent.
Hermione's Post
Well for some of you you have O.W.L.'s (Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations) to study for or N.E.W.T.'s (Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests) or for you eighth years like Ari and Crystal, you have W.O.M.B.A.T.'s (Wizards' Ordinary Magic and Basic Aptitude Test). So how are you going to study? Well I have some tips for you.
- Find a quiet spot. In other words, do not try and study with Harry or Ron.
- Study on your own. Group studying often leads to talking about things other than work.
- NEVER study with Luna. All she talks about is nargles and wrackspurts.
- Make sure to take detailed notes during class.
- Keep a notebook for notes in every class. I keep red for charms, green for potions, yellow for DADA, etc.
Cleaning
The window was clean so we set about de-gnomeing the garden. Fred, George, Harry, and I had contests to see who threw their gnome the farthest. Fred or George usually won because they had the most practice but it was all in good fun. Today was one of those rare days that I won. To de-gnome a garden you have to pick them up by their beard, then hoist them up in the air and spin them around. Then you have to throw them far into the field. It doesn’t hurt them, I suppose, since they always come back.
Ron tried to help, but he was never good at de-gnomeing and he had several bite marks on his arm. He went inside to get the gnome poison out and we heard cries from the kitchen. George snickered.
“That’s what the lazy git gets for doing something he had no business doing.” We laughed. Mrs. Weasley came outside.
“Could you three set up the tables and chairs? There’s just no room inside for twenty-five people.”
“Twenty-five? Mum what’d you do? Invite the whole order?” We laughed at George’s joke and went around back to get the tables and chairs.
“We may as well be setting up for the wedding already.” Fred said.
"Um, we are." I said.Fred and George started dueling with the chairs. Ginny and I watched on and cheered them on until Mrs. Weasley came out of the house.
“PUT THOSE CHAIRS DOWN THIS INSTANT!” she roared “WE ARE ON A VERY TIGHT SCHEDULE AND THE WEDDING IS TOMARROW! IF YOU TWO ARE GOING TO MESS AROUND YOU CAN STAY IN THE GARDEN WITH THE GNOMES!!!!” Fred and George let the chairs down and snickered behind her back. We set up the chairs and tables and waited for everyone to arrive. We were trying to figure out if we had enough chairs for everybody.
“Never had this trouble with Bill, Charlie, or Percy…”
“Mum, if you remember two years ago, Bill and Charlie were dueling with chairs.”
“Shoo! Go into town I don’t care just go!”
“Can we have some money?”
"FRED!!!"
"Sorry! Never mind."
Confusion
Due to confusion about the story, I have a few answers for our readers.
First, Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour are getting married.
If you have any other questions comment on THIS post with your question. Thanks!
Monday, December 28, 2009
A Story
The days slowly passed by. I got loads of letters and packages from friends, including a cake from Tonks and her mom. Soon it was June 23rd. The Dursley’s went out to celebrate Dudley’s seventeenth birthday and left us at home with a million warnings which we all ignored. Around seven forty-five there was an explosion in the kitchen.
“Darn it Tonks! Watch where you’re going!”
“Sorry Moody! Wotcher George!”
Moody? Tonks? George? What were they doing here? I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and backed up behind the corner. What if it was a bunch of death eaters disguised as our friends?
Fred held up his wand.
“Ari?” he whispered. I peered around the corner. He engulfed me in a huge hug.
“You’re early.” I said.
“Yeah. We’ve got sort of a plan. Let’s get Crystal and Harry.” I ran up the steps and banged on the door. I heard a shriek and saw Crystal’s wand in my face.
“What the bloody heck are you doing out of bed? The Dursley’s are- Fred! What the bloody heck is going on here.”
I smiled. “Absolutely no idea whatsoever.” We headed down the steps and I was immediately attacked (why are all these people so worried about me?) by Tonks.
“Wotcher Ari. How are you doing?”
“Fine.”
“You got my package then?”
“Yeah. It was really good. Thanks.”
“No problem. Guess what?” She held up her left hand and wiggled her fingers.
“You got married?” Crystal exclaimed
“Yup. Wish you could have been there. It was really quiet-“
“You can gossip later. We’ve got to explain the plan.”
“Oh alright. We’re moving you tonight.”
“Tonight?”
“Tonight. Somehow the death eaters found out about the plan to move you three on the 31st so we had to change it to tonight. Now girls you’re going to be taking a potion to look like Ari or Crystal. Boy’s you’ll be looking like Harry.”Moody filled crystal goblets with polyjuice potion.
“Sorry. But we’ve got to.” Tonks said as she pulled a fistful of hair out of my head. Fleur, Hermione, Tonks, and a woman I had never seen before each took a goblet. Fleur and Tonks turned into me, and Hermione and the other woman turned into Crystal.
“This is Samantha Crossfield. She’s a good friend of mine.”
“So good to meet you!” Samantha said fervently shaking my hand. “You can call me Sam.”
“Er, alright.”
I watched as Fred, George, Ron, Bill, Cedric, Mundungdus Fletcher, Lupin, Arthur Weasley, and Kingsly Shacklebolt turned into Harry.
“Harry you really do have dreadful eyesight.” George commented.
“All right, you lot, calm down. Come over here for your glasses, no over here mister Diggory!” Everyone giggled except Moody. Cedric had wandered into the living room, which was very far away from the kitchen which was where he was supposed to be going.
“You have horrible vision Harry!” He exclaimed. We laughed.
“This is no laughing matter! This is a matter of life and death! Now all of you find yourself a partner- no Miss Delacour you may not pair up with another Arianna. That would blow the whole---Mister Weasley what am I talking to Miss Delacour about? You may not partner up with another Harry, even if it is the real one! Does everyone have a partner? No? Well figure it out then!”
I was partners with one of my best friends, Fred, Crystal and Cedric were partners, Tonks and Ron, Lupin and Sam, Fleur and Bill, Hermione and Kingsly, Moody with Mundungdus, the real Harry with Hagrid, and Arthur and George. Fred and I mounted our brooms and we took off on the count of three. Everything was going fine for hours. I went over the plan in my head.
We will fly Diagon Alley. There will be a portkey behind the Boar’s Head bar. That portkey will take us to Tonks’s parents house where we will be taken care of and then sent to the Weasley’s. Then we will stay there the rest of the summer until we go on the hunt for Horcruxes.
Suddenly there was a flash of green light. I screamed and Fred pulled my broomstick down. The Death Eaters were following us! They were trying to kill us! I tried to set up shield charms but my arm was shaking and I had bad aim and ended up knocking one of my suitcases off my broom. I shouted accio and it flew back up. Instead I just shot random curses. There were five death eaters and I shot down four. The other one’s mask flew off.
“It’s Stan Shunpike!”
“What!?!? He’s supposed to be in Azkaban!”
“I know!”
I shot a curse at Stan and he fell off his broom. The Death Eaters were gone but there could still be more coming so I kept my wand out. I heard screams from behind us. I heard a pop and could hear more screams. I knew exactly who had chickened out and left: Fletcher. Just before Harry’s fifth year he had left and Harry was attacked by dementor’s. Now he had chickened out and god knows somebody’s going to die. The death eaters had come back. I was hit with stupefy and everything went black.
I woke up hours later on a couch in front of a fireplace. I looked up and screamed. Bellatrix stood there. I reached for my wand but I couldn’t find it.
“I am Andromeda, not my deranged sister Bellatrix.” I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Where’s Fred?” I asked.
“Your friend is outside waiting for you to wake up. Do you want your wand?” she held out my wand.
“Oh! Thank you. And I’m really sorry I confused with-“
“That’s quite alright.” She smiled at me and I smiled back. Then I ran outside. Fred leapt up from the chair and hugged me.
“You fell off your broom. I didn’t think I was going to be able to catch you. The death eaters were firing curses at you and they nearly hit me. But you’re okay…”
“Where’s everybody else?” I asked. He shook his head.
“I don’t know. They were supposed to be here an hour ago.” Suddenly there was a loud pop from the other side of the yard.
“Oh! Thees ees a catastraphee! Ze potion eez wearing off! Do ‘oo think anybody else ees back?”
“I don’t know.” Bill and Fleur were walking across the yard. Apparently Fleur’s ‘eengleesh’ lessons didn’t go too well. She had started speaking quickly in French.
“Fred! Ari? Yes- Ari! You made it back!” Bill and Fleur hugged us and we led them inside. Andromeda had made us all coffee to drink while we waited for the others. A few minutes later Crystal and Cedric came in. Crystal said that Hedwig was hit with a killing curse while they were flying.
“Were you attacked by death eaters too?” Fred asked. Crystal shook her head.
“Worse. Voldemort.” Fleur gasped and dropped her mug.
“I am so sorry! Let me cleen eet up, pleese.” Fleur grabbed the towel from Andromeda and started picking up to shards of glass. We heard a groan from outside and got up to look out the window. It was Arthur and George.
“Something’s wrong with George.” Bill said. “His head’s bleeding and he can barely walk!” but Fred and I didn’t hear any of this. We had already run outside to help Mister Weasley carry George inside. We laid him down on the couch and Andromeda brought a towel to press to the side of his head. Fleur came down and gasped.
“What ‘as ‘appened to ‘is ear?” she asked.
“Shot off.”
“By ‘oo?”
“Snape. Looked like sectumsempera.”
There was a loud rumbling outside and Harry and Hagrid came in.
“What happened to George?”
“His ear got shot off by Snape. Looked like sectumsempera.”
There were two more pops outside and Andromeda was fussing over whoever it was.
“Mum, I’m fine. Where’s everyone else?” Tonks came in.
“Where’s everyone else? I mean I knew Moody wouldn’t be here but…”
“Where is Moody?” Arthur asked.
“Shot down by Death Eaters. Lupin let Sam go on by herself and he went to look for his body. She should have been here an hour ago.” Tonks replied looking at her watch.
There was another pop outside and Lupin and Sam came trudging in.
“The death eaters took his body.” Lupin said. “Who else are we waiting for?”
“Hermione and Kingsly.” There was a pop outside and I knew they were here. Hermione flung herself onto me.
“Oh my gosh I was so worried but you’re okay and I was so scared that something had happened to you because we were attacked by Voldemort and Death Eaters and-“
“We’re fine Hermione. Well, some of us.”
“Oh no.”
“Moody and Hedwig are dead and George’s lost an ear.”
“An ear? Oh my gosh…” she whispered. We all wandered into the living room to see if George was planning on waking up. Fred was looking rather pale and zoned out.
George groaned.
“George? How do you feel?”
“Dad?”
“Yes George- It’s me. Fred and Ari and Ron and Hermione are here too.”
“George? How are you?” Fred asked. George was still laying down and had not opened his eyes.
“Saintlike.”
“What’s wrong with him? Is his mind affected?” Fred was looking even paler now.
“Saint like. Holey, geddit Fred? Ari? Saint like, Holey?” George laughed. Fred’s face had lost its paleness.
“Unbelievable! A whole world of ear jokes and you go for holey and saint like? Unbelievable!” We all laughed. But Fred seemed to be taking this very seriously. We sat in the kitchen waiting for the Portkey to come to take us to the Burrow. The wedding was less than four weeks away and already one of the guests was dead.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Luna's Post
Hello everybody this is Luna. Wow- this is amazing! I push the letters and they appear on the screen! Ari, isn't this cool? How do muggle's do this?
I don't know Luna
Well this is really cool. Well anyways I have come up with a test to see if you have nargles in your house. It is nargle awareness month since they live in mistletoe and around Christmas time most muggle's put mistletoe in their houses. They also live in carpets.
- you have mistletoe or a carpet in your house
- you feel like something is sitting on your nose
- you constantly lose your shoes and find in odd places
- you wish everything was made of chocolate
- you find spoons randomly around your house
- You speak gibberish sometimes
- your mistletoe shakes when you walk past it
- the ornaments on your Christmas tree are rearranged every morning
- your cookies taste like pears
- you think you want to ride reindeer in the backyard
- walk up to your mistletoe and ask the nargles to leave.
- put the mistletoe in a corner or closet.
- play a trick on them. If you show you are the better prankster they will leave.
- if all else fails remove the mistletoe from your house.
*Sigh* I am the only one posting anymore!
*Sigh* We don't exactly know what happened to Crystal. So now I am making Ron, Fred, George, Hermione, and Luna do at least one post each every week. Fred is the only exception because four days ago he had to go to work and was dragged off by death eaters and hasn't been seen since. Fred if you're reading this please come home Ron and George miss you. If you have any idea where Fred Weasley might be contact me at thepottersisters@aim.com or nelliedollsrock@aim.com we all miss him and most of the people going missing have turned up dead. The ministry's no help, it's being run by death eaters. We're on our own out here.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Hello this is Luna Lovegood. Hold on the nargles are bothering me...
Okay I am back. Today is Arianna Endicott's birthday. That's the name Arianna Potter uses around muggles and at muggle school. Well today is her birthday and we would all just like to with her a happy birthday. Go away wrackspurts!!!
Well anyways HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARIANNA!!!!!
Happy Birthday Ari!
from Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, and Luna
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Happy Birthday Ari!!!!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy almost birthday dear Ari,
Happy Birthday to you!!!
Happy almost birthday Ari!!!
From Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, and Luna (and the gnargles and wrackspurts!!!)
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Monday, December 14, 2009
Do you remember...
Do any of you remember that fight we had a long time ago? The only where Crystal broke her leg and I twisted my ankle? Well i forgot to tell you but i made a full recovery a few weeks ago, and Crystal has been bed ridden since then. Well she's getting better so hopefully she will post soon because IT'S VERY BORING WHEN I AM THE ONLY ONE ON HERE POSTING!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
NOTE TO ALL COMMENTERS
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Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Did I ever tell you I have Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, and Luna living in my basement? Yeah I live at the Burrow (or for all you uninformed people, The Weasley's house) and everybody lives in the basement. Crys, Cedric, Tonks, Lupin, Harry, and Ginny live at her house. I think they sleep in the closet but not totally sure....well i heard an explosion from the basement. *sigh* the twins keep experimenting. *BOOM!* that can't be good...and now Voldemort is standing outside the shield making faces at us. Yeah, real mature Moldy Voldy, you're about as mature as a two year old. He can't get inside the shield so he stands outside it sticking his tongue out and making funny faces at us. Well i guess I'd better get the mop to clean up whatever mess the twins made...oh just great, Luna ran upstairs to tell me her Wrackspurts ("fly in your head and make your brain go fuzzy" in her words) and Gnargles (known to steal shoes. LOCK YOUR CLOSETS!) have gotten out because they were freaking out because of the explosions. Now Ron's got Gnargles pulling his hair and Hermione has two different shoes on because the Gnargles stole her sneakers and Luna forgot how to round them all up because she has Wrackspurts in her head and Fred and George are yelling because there are Wrackspurts and Gnargles in their concoction, I'm going to need to get lucky to sort all this out, wait- lucky! THAT'S IT! FELIX FELICIS! I think I've got some in the closet! YES! it was right behind Polyjuice Potion. That reminds me, I think I need to make some more Wolfsbane Potion, I forgot last month and Crystal got attacked by Lupin. It wasn't his fault though, because during the full moon they sort of get a new brain...can't tell friend from foe...but thank god she wasn't bitten! Well there's more commotion downstairs so i guess i should investigate! See ya l8r witches and wiz's!
I Love WizRock!
So I'm sure you have heard Of Wizard Rock. For you who don't know,wizard Rock, or WizRock, is music based on the Harry Potter series. Some of my favorites are:
Pensieve Diggory- By The Ministry of Magic. Written in memory of Cedric Diggory from the view point of Harry Potter. I love this song, even though I felt like I wanted to cry sometimes.
The Battle of Hogwarts- By The Curse Breakers. Would be great to use in the movie! Listen and you will know what I am talking about.
Meet Me On Diagon Alley- By The Ministry of Magic. From Harry to Ginny, explaining what he feels for her :-D
Full Moon- By The Curse Breakers. This song is cool. well for people who don''t mind loud and weird music anyways
Harry's Grumpy- The Curse Breakers. Why is Harry always grumpy?
I Heart Weasley's- Written for the Weasley's. "We may not be rich but we're happy"
Snape vs. Snape- By The Ministry of Magic. So cool! Yes Snape. people CAN change! You did! And we forgive you! For all you people out there who didn't read the books and are waiting for he movies because you're too busy, Snape IS GOOD! HE'S BEEN TRYING TO SAVE HARRY THE WHOLE TIME BECAUSE HE WAS IN LOVE WITH LILY EVANS!!!
Friday, December 4, 2009
December Birthdays!
Wow us over here at The Burrow can't believe it is already December! It seems like just yesterday we decided to hunt for horcruxes (if you are Lord Voldemort, what is a horcrux? we've never heard of them!) oh wait...that was yesterday.... anyways, Since it is already December, we thought we should honor those whose birthdays are this month (and one we missed last month since he doesn't live here/ close!)
So last month we missed:
Bill Weasley~November 29th (the oldest brother of the Weasley's!)
This month!
Rubeus Hagrid~December 6th (only 2 more days!)
Charlie Weasley~December 12th (second oldest brother of the Weasley's!)
Lord Voldemort~December 31st (although we are NOT sending him a present!)
The Adventures of Neville Longbottom
In The Order of the Phoenix, the prophecy said "...the boy born as the seventh month dies..." so it could have been Neville or Harry that was "the chosen one". Well I wrote a story about what would have happened if Neville was chosen.
Chapter One
On The Train
Neville Longbottom walked down the train corridor. He couldn’t find a compartment to sit in and he had lost his pet toad, Trevor.
‘Just wonderful;’ He thought. ‘I’m living with my horrid Aunt Millie and Uncle Jonathan, who didn’t even want me to come to Hogwarts because they describe all witches and wizards as “freaks” my parents don’t know who I am, and my Gran is dead. And now I’ve lost my toad and can’t find a place to sit.’ He finally found a compartment to sit in. There were three faces looking out of the window staring at him. There was a plump bushy-haired girl, a read-haired boy with loads of freckles, and a boy with black hair that looked as if he’s been zooming around on his broom. Neville opened the door.
“Um, can I sit here? I’m-” the girl cut him off.
“Neville Longbottom!” she screamed. The boys rushed over to shake his hand. He sighed. He was used to this. He was sick of being treated like a celebrity. After all, Voldemort wasn’t really dead, just too weak to do anything. It’s not like he killed him. If anybody should get credit, it was his Gran. It was her love that saved him and defeated Voldemort, not little baby Neville.
“I’m Harry Potter!” The black-haired boy announced. “It’s an honor to meet you!”
“Ron Weasley! Do you have the…” The red-haired boy’s voice trailed off, and he was suddenly embarrassed.
“Scar? Yeah, I’ve got it.” He pulled back his hair to reveal a red lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead. “Wish I didn’t though. It’s a constant reminder of my parents and my Gran. Gran died trying to protect me from Vol- you-know-who, and Bellatrix Lestrange tortured my parents into insanity trying to find out where I was. My parents don’t even know who I am…” Neville fell silent when Hermione began to cry.
“Y-You p-poor b-boy!!!” she stammered. She jumped up to hug him.
“’Mione you’re choking him!” Ron shouted as Neville’s face turned a deep shade of red.
“Oh Neville, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry!”
“It’s okay Hermione. I’m okay, really.” Neville’s face had returned to its normal color so it seemed he really was alright. “I seem to have lost my toad, Trevor though. Do you think you could help me find him?”
“Of course!” the group of four set out to look for Trevor the toad.
It had been hours, and still no sign of Trevor. They reached the Slytherin and those-who-wish-to-be-in-Slytherin compartments. Only a door stood between then and the horrid pure-bloods.
“Should we go in?” Ron was starting to look pale.
“Of course! He’s probably in there! Honestly, what’s so bad about Slytherin’s?” Harry, Ron, and Neville stared at her in disbelief.
“What’s so bad? What’s so bad about Slyth-“ Ron began, but fainted. Harry sighed.
“I’ll drag him back to the compartment.” Harry sighed again, then grabbed Ron’s feet and started to drag him back to their compartment.
“Well, I guess we should go look for Trevor.” Hermione said confidently.
“Oh…yeah…okay. I guess….” Neville pushed open the door.
“What’s a mudblood doing in here?!?”
“How’s mum and dad, Longbottom? Oh and how about Grandma?” third year Slytherin’s snickered at the last one.
“SHUT UP AND LEAVE HIM ALONE!” Hermione screamed at the boys.
“Ooooooh…..listen to little mudblood, defending her little boyfriend.”
“Stupid toad. Why won’t you jump out the window?” Neville heard the boy and spun around to see who said it. There was a boy his age holding-
“TREVOR! Let him go you git!” he yelled at a white-haired, grey-eyed, pale-skinned boy. The two boys stared at each other and pulled out their wands.
“Don’t you know who I am?”
“Yeah, but I rather wish I didn’t.”
“Shut up, Longbottom.”
“Shove off, Malfoy.” Trevor the toad hopped into Neville’s pocket without Malfoy noticing. Just then the witch pushing the trolley shoved her way through the crowd.
“No dueling! You don’t want to be expelled on your first day! Oh you don’t even know any spells, you’re only first years! Go back to your compartments and say there until we arrive at Hogwarts!” Neville shoved his hand in his pocket and held Trevor so he wouldn’t escape again.
“C’mon Hermione.” They shoved their way out of the Slytherin car. “Thanks for sticking up for me, Hermione.”
“Your welcome. Gee, if I’m in Slytherin I’ll die!” she suddenly turned pale at the thought of being in Slytherin.
“Don’t worry. There’s never been any muggle born’s in Slytherin.”
“Neville?”
“Hmm?”
“What was that thing they were calling me? Mudblood? What does it mean?” Neville sighed.
“It’s a foul name for someone born with muggle’s as parents. It means they have dirty blood. It’s a horrible name.” Hermione turned pale and tears welled in her eyes.
“Do I? Do I really have dirty blood?”
“No! Of course you don’t! Malfoy’s just a ruddy git, that’s all. He’s just a bully. Gran told me once, before she died, that she went to school with his dad, Lucius. Lucius beat up first-years, and was especially mean to muggle borns. No doubt Draco’s the same as his dad.” Suddenly the train’s whistle blew. Hermione and Neville sprinted back to their compartment to look out of the window. There was the magnificent Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, windows sparkling with light from the sunset, lake shimmering beautifully with the reflection of the rising moon at the edge.
‘We are here.’ Neville realized. ‘it’s time to be sorted!’ He was so nervous that he fainted and fell face-first onto the floor.
I plan on writing the whole series. That was the first chapter in Neville Longbottom and the Sorcerer's Stone!
