Soap
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Thread Topic: Soap
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(Sorry, can't think of anything)
"I'm Adara Levell," I said, shaking her proffered hand. "So what house do you think you'll be in?" she asked curiously. -
"Can I come in?"Someone asked.I looked up in surprise.It was Ted Lupin."Sure,"I said."Just don't sit on anyone."He laughed,"I won't,"He said,sitting opposite of me.
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"I'm not sure. My mum was in Ravenclaw, but my dad was in Slytherin. Probably one of those," I said ponderously. "Well, I think I'm going to be in Gryffindor. Practically all of the Weasleys are. Mum and dad would probably kill me if I was in Slytherin," Roxanne said with a laugh.
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Ted and I started talking about School stuff.
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"Guys, we'd better change into our school robes." Albus said pointedly. "Fair point," I said to him. "Plus, I am super hot in this sweater!" "You wish you were," Said James with a grin on his face. "James Sirius!" I cried, calling him by his first and middle name. "how dare- " But we were all cracking up.
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"So,what are you taking?"I asked."Potions,magic history,stuff like that,"He dismissed the conversation.
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"Better change,"I said."Bye."I went to the changing room at the back of the train.I got changed and sat down,Ted was in his robes.
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Us 3 walked out of the cabin, parting ways as we headed to the girl's and boy's restrooms to change. On my way there, I noticed a red-headed girl. "better not tell mum," I think with a snort. My mum was Lavender Brown, who liked Ron Weasely IMMENSELY. She was CRAZY over him, but he never liked her for a second. She married Alex Lloyd and had me, but I don't thin she was ever happy. She never cared much for me, only caring for my dad because she was happy she had a man.
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A brown-haired boy with dark skin poked his head into the compartment. "Roxy, you forgot your rat," he said mischievously, depositing a scruffy looking gray creature into her hands. She shrieked and sent the poor creature flying into my lap. "Fred!" she shrieked, and jumped up to hex him.
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"Let's go to Jame's compartment,"Ted said,sitting up."Should be interesting."I got up."Okay."We went to that compartment."Hey,guys,"Ted said.
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He ducked out of the way and disappeared into another compartment down the corridor, shooting a mischievous smile my way. "Is he always that way?" I asked curiously, stroking the abandoned rat with my fingers. Roxanne rolled her eyes. "He has to live up to our dad's name, George Weasley," she scoffed. "The legendary Weasley twins," I said in understanding.
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Just as I found James, the train stopped and we rushed back to our cabin to get our stuff. We walked out the cabin and into the aisle. "What house do you think you'll be in?" he asked me. "Dunno. My mum was Lavender Brown, a Gryffindor, but my father was an idiotic Muggle... he hates me, but my mum and him only like eachother because they want someone who cares about them, they both hate me though..." I blushed, realizing I had said to much. "Sorry," I muttered. "It's fine," Said James, almost curiously. "Why does your mum hate you?" "You didn't know?" I said, surprised. "Mum had a HUGE crush on your dad's best friend, Ron. But he always and obviously liked Hermione. She never wanted kids, just someone who cared about her. So she takes it out on me, and my dad *I lowered my voice* my dad gets drunk alot when my mum's not home and, well, abuses me pretty badly."
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Roxanne and I talked most of the way about Hogwarts. We went to go change into our robes once it began to get dark. I immediately bumped into Fred, while Roxanne continued into the changing compartments. "You must be Roxy's friend," he said, sticking out his hand to shake. I took it, holding the rat in my left hand. "Roxy's friend has a name. I'm Adara Levell," I said with a smile. "Fred Weasley the second," he said with an air of grandeur. "Well, Fred, here's your rat," I said, depositing the creature into his hands.
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Obviously not here,"He muttered,His hair turning Navy blue.
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He put his hand on my shoulder, and I blushed feeling very warm, and thanking Merlin it was dark. "Man, that sucks for you. My mum and dad are, well..." He didn't need to say anymore. His mum and dad were famous, and he was pureblooded too. He stretched his arm around my shoulders and we walked towards the lake, with the call of "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!"
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