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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 30, 2013 23:20:57 GMT -5
Today was my first day at Hogwarts. First day ever. To say I was nervous would be an understatement. The only person I would know going in was my cousin Ralph but he was a seventh year and probably wouldn't even speak to me. My mom said he was very much a Slytherin but I don't know what that means. I just know that I don't want to be one.
My parents took me to the train station and I held my mother's hand as my father pushed my trunk ahead of us. They were both pureblooded wizards. My Mom told me that she was a Hufflepuff and my Dad was a Gryffindor. They have a playful bet on which one I'll end up. I don't care either way. I just don't want Slytherin.
I give my parents big hugs and they wish me luck, promising to write while begging I do the same. And then it's time. Part of me is excited. Part of me doesn't want to go. But it's too late because I'm already boarding the train. Older kids have already met up with their friends and I found myself wandering the corridor just looking for an empty compartment. Giving up after only a few, I find a girl my age sitting alone in a compartment. I prayed to Merlin himself she wasn't a Slytherin type girl and walked in.
"Uhh, Hi. Mind if I join you?" I asked, chewing on my lip nervously. She looked nice enough but I was still a little nervous.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 30, 2013 23:51:52 GMT -5
I was still just as confused as I was the day I got my letter for Hogwarts. Hogwarts... that was a really strange name. None of the schools around me had weird names. The letter said I was magical, but I don't understand... I guess I could always do different things, but a witch? Me? No one else in my family was.
My parents stood, looking at everyone around us, while I stared at my feet. I had a kitten with me, and the supplies I was supposed to get, but they all were weird classes. Potions and Charms? And what was Transfig--I can't even remember what it's called...
I hugged my parents and wiped a kiss off of my cheek from my mom before turning to the train. It was a nice shade of red; red was my favorite color. I got on the train and looked around, seeing everyone talking with friends and looking over at me. I walked to an empty compartment and had only been alone for a few minutes before someone sat down.
"O-oh... I suppose so, no one else is sitting here." I said with a smile.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 31, 2013 0:01:42 GMT -5
I tried to smile and sat across the compartment from her. She looked just as nervous as I was. I wondered if she was as alone as I was too. I noticed she had a kitten with her and frowned, wishing I had gotten one instead of an owl. My parents said an owl was more practical, though so I was stuck with the not so cuddly barn owl named Toots.
"That's a cute cat." I said, trying to make conversation. I brushed my brown hair out of my eyes. Why I ever thought bangs was a good idea, I'll never know. "I'm Serena, by the way. Are you a first year too?" I asked, crossing my ankles and then uncrossing them. I wondered if I would ever not feel awkward.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 31, 2013 0:09:48 GMT -5
I looked over at her and smiled nervously. She was probably raised in a magical household, and would think I was stupid for being invited to Hogwarts. I wonder if people thought that about people who have no magic in their family...
"Thanks. I didn't want a toad, and another kid told me they have owls to use. I always wanted a cat." I looked down at my cat and pet her as she looked up at me, before looking back to the girl across from me when she spoke again. "I-I'm Ophelia. Yeah. So you've never been here, either? I don't know what to expect..."
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 31, 2013 0:16:10 GMT -5
I watched her pet her cat with envy. Maybe next year I would demand a cat. I mean, I could have used a school owl? Seems silly to have one of my own then. I smiled and looked out the window as the train began to move. My stomach did a little flop at the thought of going to school. I tried distracting myself by talking to Ophelia some more.
"I wanted a cat but my parents insisted that I need an owl. So much for that right?" I shrugged like I didn't care. Even though I did. "Yeah. I'm pretty nervous. But my parents told me not to worry. They both went before me and loved it. They say they even miss it some days. What about you? Are you a pureblood too?" I asked, wondering what house her parents had been in.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 31, 2013 0:33:40 GMT -5
I took a deep breath as I felt the train begin to move. It was silly, but I had never been on a train before. I was excited, but also scared. I wondered how long I would be on here for, but maybe if I had Serena to talk to, it wouldn't seem so long.
"I thought an owl would be better. I can share my cat, and you can share your owl!" I furrowed my brow, trying to think of what she meant. "I don't understand... I'm the first to go here in my family."
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 31, 2013 1:15:27 GMT -5
I grinned at her, hoping I made a friend already. My fingers were crossed we'd be in the same house. She seemed really nice. I was grateful to have her here right now. I think I'd be a lot more scared if she wasn't.
"OH! I love that idea! I've always wanted a cat! My owl's name is Toots. He's kinda cool I guess." I chuckled at the confused look on her face. "You must be a muggleborn then. It means you don't have any magical family. I'm a pureblood, which means my whole family is magical." I explained smiling.
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