2ND PART. :D
Drary finally made his debut here ♥
Hope you like it <3
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*SMACK*
Well, what was that.
"Ouch... Aargh, my face!"
You crouched on the ground, flailing back and forth as you cover your face with your hands. "Oh- fuck this!"
You recalled you were just running to the wall the red-haired gang said to be a portal to Platform 9 whatsoever, but now that you feel this immediate pain piercing through your head as if you just slammed something with it, you refuse to believe that you just got through the wall. At least safely.
Fearing you just maimed your face, you're about to spit some curse words to the thing you just smacked into, but not after someone did it first.
"You detested gap of bloody hell; can't you just watch your step?!"
You lifted your face and slowly remove your hand off your sight to gain a clearer view.
A blonde, pale-skinned boy about your age crouches on the ground in the same manner as you. Apparently the thing you just came into harsh contact with is him.
"What did you just say?"
"I ask you to watch your step! You just ruined my face!"
"You're the one who should've watched where you're on, so clam it up!"
He unexpectedly raised his sharp brow and growled. "Flap that damsel, you smacked to me; you're the one to blame, so don't even dare to pipe me down like that!"
"Well in fact if you don't stand there like a freaking statue, it won't end up like this!" You yowled back, not wanting to back down, although still on your fours, same as him.
"Oh yeah? Bet your mother didn't tell you good about behaving, did she; it's up to me where I should be, instead, you are the one who should learn more to maintain that uncontrollable trajectory of yours!"
"How am I supposed to get through safely if you're there loitering about like a loose dog? At least figure that out before you're out lecturing, Einstein!"
You assume a heavy bleat-fight's coming your way. You both looked like you're continuously bleating to each other like goats as you're both still on the ground and screeching out, which you know is very embarrassing as people around are enjoying the sight, but you just can't stand this prick, whoever he was, to snap on you like that. He's got some manners with him.
"Hey, are you okay?"
The girl who was with you when you and the group of red-haired people ran to the wall helped you elevate yourself stable from the ground. It seems like she's okay, though you chanced to see her fall as well when you both smacked into this guy. If only his squawks aren't distracting you off, you probably would had run and ask her condition first though.
She helped you get up from the ground, and before she could pick up all her things that had fallen out of her grip and trolleys, she looked at the boy with a weird expression all around her face. Same expression was thrown to the girl by the blonde, but much more irritably.
"Heh, figures. Another foul friend of the Weasleys." He pointed, lifting himself up the ground as he pats his clothing arrogantly. "Anyone that gets in contact with your family never came out normal. But I suppose now at the very least of it, you have someone new to lend you female clothings. All your old ones must have been sold due to the economy crisis, how ironic."
Weas-what?
Sounds sort of familiar, but whatever that is, you don't like his tone when he says that.
"Mind you, we're almost late now," Says one of the red-haired boy from behind you, propping the things that chanced to fall out from your grip when you crashed into this pompous boy. "After all, she's right. You're the one who should've watched your step, Malfoy. Pigging around the entrance to the platform when you know people will rush through it to get here - you'll get yourself teared up in bones for good one of these days."
..wait a minute.
Did he just say "Malfoy"?
"Shut it, Weasels. I don't ask for any of your blabbery." He retorted.
"Then I shall say that I'm not asking for yours either, Malfoy."
There! He said it again. Malfoy.
So he's one of the Malfoy family?
You repeatedly blinked your eyes when you noticed he was looking at you. Both you and him exchanged sharp, deathly glare before he walks out of your sight, ungracefully entering the train. Who the hell was he if he's from the Malfoy family? You didn't...
..but then again, now that you think about it, there is something about him that feels a little familiar to you. You hope he's not who you think he was...
But never mind that now, you don't want to think about it. There's something else more important than that.
You realized that your current surroundings, although bears a little similarity, is different from the last spot you've been. You know you're still in King's Cross now, looking at all the red-bricks and stone stepping, but you don't recall you've gone to this area of the station before.
"So yes, here we are, mademoiselle!" The twin from before suddenly popped up beside you from nowhere, handing you some of your belongings. You grabbed it tight with your hands and raised your brows as you look around.
"Platform Nine and Three Quarters."
"Oh, thanks. But wait, does that mean we just got through the..?"
"The wall leads here. First time you got here?" The girl asked.
"Well yeah, I'm new here,"
"Then hi - I'm Ginny Weasley. You can just call me Ginny." She sticks out her red hand from her pocket warmly. "Might as well introduce ourselves now, right?"
"Yeah, nice to meet you. I'm Vallerie. Vallerie Cranindor." Shookie-shookie hand. Then the rest of the red-haired gang which turns out to be also a part of the Weasley family introduced themselves after you thanked them. You know you've heard their surname mentioned before in your school as one of the 'pure-blood' family. The famous yet infamous Weasleys ..or so they say. Most of their family members are connected to the Ministry.
"Aight, got no more time left, get into the train before the whistles blowin',"
Ginny tugged you along with the others as you dragged all your baggages behind. You got inside the train and found yourself a little bit smuggish to find a compartment for yourself, and upon seeing this, Ginny pulled you again with her, quickly entering an empty compartment labeled "B" near the end of the corridor, while the other Weasley guys are parting when you've reached the door. You sighed in relief as you bombed your butt to the seat across Ginny in the empty compartment, some of your luggages are being put on the rack overhead.
"If it weren't for you four, certainly won't find myself here now." You huffed, stuffing some of your remaining bags beside you.
"Don't mind it, Vallerie. It's our pleasure for helping after all." She smiled to you and gave you a bottle of Muggle mineral water. "Sheesh, can't you just believe in that Malfoy."
That got your attention again when you hear her mentions Malfoy.
"You mean that freaky blonde?" You asked. She nodded in instance.
"He's so annoying."
"Well that's a fit of blessing for his family. His name is Draco Malfoy. He's one of the Slytherins too, so you better watch out for him."
So.
You're right.
He's Draco Malfoy.
That guy who just smacked onto you. That's not the first time. That's the second for both of you crashing onto each other.
That "popular" and "hot" Draco Malfoy the girls had been crazy about.
"You know him?" Ginny asked, perhaps realizing the drastic change in your expression.
"Well truth be told, I do, yes. He's from the Malfoy family.
Pure-blood, and they detest muggle descents as much as they hate people that tolerates them. I heard they use the term 'Mudblood' too; a rude semantic to gave to people with less or no wizards/witches in their family tree."
You purposely tell her your view about the family instead of Draco himself. His family, even though very kind to you and yours, is known to be very manipulative and cruel towards other people, and as in this case especially, Muggles. You can't stand those types of harassments and discriminations, so you can't help but to blurt out about the bad traits of this family. You don't really like them from the start anyway.
"Exactly." Someone slid the door compartment open, poking his getting-familiar ginger-hair. Another face that's identical to his' peered from beside him; it's Fred and George Weasley, Ginny's older twin brother.
"They're really evil you can smell their foul ruses three miles away. And that Draco is just as evil." They flopped into the compartment and each sat on the seat next to you and Ginny.
"Very." You immediately inquired.
"But, you said he was in.. uh, what was that again just now; Slythureen?
What's that, some sort of gang full of jackasses?"
"Slytherin," One of the twin beside you corrected as Ginny giggles. "Since you're new here, might do to introduce you to the ropes of Hogwarts."
They along with Ginny began to explain everything you need to know as a newbie, tips included. About Hogwarts, the teachers, the students, the 'houses', the sorting of some kind, and some other things they thought you'll find useful which actually is. Sure is fancy to have a companion like them, especially Ginny. She's been really kind to you. You hope you could be 'sorted' into the same 'house' as her, which is ..what is it called again? Greefindor?
Well any house would fit you good, really, as long as you're not in the same house as that Malfoy you just had an intelligent verbal-fight with. You had enough of him already.
"You could stick with me and the others, you know, in case he confronts you again. He's not one of those typical guys you should hang out with, if I may remind you." Ginny says disgustedly.
"I underline that. You guys are much better to be with." You said approvingly, then saw the other of the Weasley twins scrambling his hand inside his pocket, pulling out a plastic packet.
"Then to celebrate your arrival," He said as he ripped the packet open, revealing colorful small beans on his palm when he angled it to one side. "'d have to get you on some of tis' - go on, take some."
Ginny gasped, her right hand covering her mouth. "No, Fred, don't give it to her, it's-"
"Don't mind her," the other twin, who must be George said, "she's don't like beans. On the other hand, I bet you haven't tried something like this before. Won't kill you to try, promise." He eyed you wickedly then helped himself to some of the round beans from Fred's hand, throwing his long feet across the floor contentedly.
You and the Weasleys then both enjoyed each others companion as the trip to Hogwarts ensues. Later you found out that it was an Every-Flavor Beans they just gave you; you hadn't had one before since they don't sell such tongue-shriveling treats back at Agrias school grounds - they mostly sell sweets like you usually found on Muggle streets, not sock or chili-flavored beans like these because, according to what they think better, it's much safer for younger students to eat secure stuffs. You had to empty ten adult bottles of Muggle mineral water because of the blasting flavors the beans gave your tongue, then as the twins pulled along, they gave you a toffee they named Ton-Tongue Toffee, which grew your tongue to several inches across the seat and bubble gums that refused to get out of your mouth gluing to your teeth for the next two hours. They made quite a commotion along the train corridor as they frequently got out of your compartment, seemingly pulling much worse pranks to the other compartments nearby, then got back here within several minutes, loud and heated uproars can be heard echoing outside the door while they cackle about furiously. As irking as pranks could be though, you and Ginny couldn't help but really enjoy the entertainment they brought.
And yes, Ginny - very kind and caring - it's as if you're talking to Kim here! You feel really comfortable being with her; in fact, you feel like you're both good friends already. Suppose that's a good thing for the start.
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..I'm off to make the third ;)
Drary finally made his debut here ♥
Hope you like it <3
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*SMACK*
Well, what was that.
"Ouch... Aargh, my face!"
You crouched on the ground, flailing back and forth as you cover your face with your hands. "Oh- fuck this!"
You recalled you were just running to the wall the red-haired gang said to be a portal to Platform 9 whatsoever, but now that you feel this immediate pain piercing through your head as if you just slammed something with it, you refuse to believe that you just got through the wall. At least safely.
Fearing you just maimed your face, you're about to spit some curse words to the thing you just smacked into, but not after someone did it first.
"You detested gap of bloody hell; can't you just watch your step?!"
You lifted your face and slowly remove your hand off your sight to gain a clearer view.
A blonde, pale-skinned boy about your age crouches on the ground in the same manner as you. Apparently the thing you just came into harsh contact with is him.
"What did you just say?"
"I ask you to watch your step! You just ruined my face!"
"You're the one who should've watched where you're on, so clam it up!"
He unexpectedly raised his sharp brow and growled. "Flap that damsel, you smacked to me; you're the one to blame, so don't even dare to pipe me down like that!"
"Well in fact if you don't stand there like a freaking statue, it won't end up like this!" You yowled back, not wanting to back down, although still on your fours, same as him.
"Oh yeah? Bet your mother didn't tell you good about behaving, did she; it's up to me where I should be, instead, you are the one who should learn more to maintain that uncontrollable trajectory of yours!"
"How am I supposed to get through safely if you're there loitering about like a loose dog? At least figure that out before you're out lecturing, Einstein!"
You assume a heavy bleat-fight's coming your way. You both looked like you're continuously bleating to each other like goats as you're both still on the ground and screeching out, which you know is very embarrassing as people around are enjoying the sight, but you just can't stand this prick, whoever he was, to snap on you like that. He's got some manners with him.
"Hey, are you okay?"
The girl who was with you when you and the group of red-haired people ran to the wall helped you elevate yourself stable from the ground. It seems like she's okay, though you chanced to see her fall as well when you both smacked into this guy. If only his squawks aren't distracting you off, you probably would had run and ask her condition first though.
She helped you get up from the ground, and before she could pick up all her things that had fallen out of her grip and trolleys, she looked at the boy with a weird expression all around her face. Same expression was thrown to the girl by the blonde, but much more irritably.
"Heh, figures. Another foul friend of the Weasleys." He pointed, lifting himself up the ground as he pats his clothing arrogantly. "Anyone that gets in contact with your family never came out normal. But I suppose now at the very least of it, you have someone new to lend you female clothings. All your old ones must have been sold due to the economy crisis, how ironic."
Weas-what?
Sounds sort of familiar, but whatever that is, you don't like his tone when he says that.
"Mind you, we're almost late now," Says one of the red-haired boy from behind you, propping the things that chanced to fall out from your grip when you crashed into this pompous boy. "After all, she's right. You're the one who should've watched your step, Malfoy. Pigging around the entrance to the platform when you know people will rush through it to get here - you'll get yourself teared up in bones for good one of these days."
..wait a minute.
Did he just say "Malfoy"?
"Shut it, Weasels. I don't ask for any of your blabbery." He retorted.
"Then I shall say that I'm not asking for yours either, Malfoy."
There! He said it again. Malfoy.
So he's one of the Malfoy family?
You repeatedly blinked your eyes when you noticed he was looking at you. Both you and him exchanged sharp, deathly glare before he walks out of your sight, ungracefully entering the train. Who the hell was he if he's from the Malfoy family? You didn't...
..but then again, now that you think about it, there is something about him that feels a little familiar to you. You hope he's not who you think he was...
But never mind that now, you don't want to think about it. There's something else more important than that.
You realized that your current surroundings, although bears a little similarity, is different from the last spot you've been. You know you're still in King's Cross now, looking at all the red-bricks and stone stepping, but you don't recall you've gone to this area of the station before.
"So yes, here we are, mademoiselle!" The twin from before suddenly popped up beside you from nowhere, handing you some of your belongings. You grabbed it tight with your hands and raised your brows as you look around.
"Platform Nine and Three Quarters."
"Oh, thanks. But wait, does that mean we just got through the..?"
"The wall leads here. First time you got here?" The girl asked.
"Well yeah, I'm new here,"
"Then hi - I'm Ginny Weasley. You can just call me Ginny." She sticks out her red hand from her pocket warmly. "Might as well introduce ourselves now, right?"
"Yeah, nice to meet you. I'm Vallerie. Vallerie Cranindor." Shookie-shookie hand. Then the rest of the red-haired gang which turns out to be also a part of the Weasley family introduced themselves after you thanked them. You know you've heard their surname mentioned before in your school as one of the 'pure-blood' family. The famous yet infamous Weasleys ..or so they say. Most of their family members are connected to the Ministry.
"Aight, got no more time left, get into the train before the whistles blowin',"
Ginny tugged you along with the others as you dragged all your baggages behind. You got inside the train and found yourself a little bit smuggish to find a compartment for yourself, and upon seeing this, Ginny pulled you again with her, quickly entering an empty compartment labeled "B" near the end of the corridor, while the other Weasley guys are parting when you've reached the door. You sighed in relief as you bombed your butt to the seat across Ginny in the empty compartment, some of your luggages are being put on the rack overhead.
"If it weren't for you four, certainly won't find myself here now." You huffed, stuffing some of your remaining bags beside you.
"Don't mind it, Vallerie. It's our pleasure for helping after all." She smiled to you and gave you a bottle of Muggle mineral water. "Sheesh, can't you just believe in that Malfoy."
That got your attention again when you hear her mentions Malfoy.
"You mean that freaky blonde?" You asked. She nodded in instance.
"He's so annoying."
"Well that's a fit of blessing for his family. His name is Draco Malfoy. He's one of the Slytherins too, so you better watch out for him."
So.
You're right.
He's Draco Malfoy.
That guy who just smacked onto you. That's not the first time. That's the second for both of you crashing onto each other.
That "popular" and "hot" Draco Malfoy the girls had been crazy about.
"You know him?" Ginny asked, perhaps realizing the drastic change in your expression.
"Well truth be told, I do, yes. He's from the Malfoy family.
Pure-blood, and they detest muggle descents as much as they hate people that tolerates them. I heard they use the term 'Mudblood' too; a rude semantic to gave to people with less or no wizards/witches in their family tree."
You purposely tell her your view about the family instead of Draco himself. His family, even though very kind to you and yours, is known to be very manipulative and cruel towards other people, and as in this case especially, Muggles. You can't stand those types of harassments and discriminations, so you can't help but to blurt out about the bad traits of this family. You don't really like them from the start anyway.
"Exactly." Someone slid the door compartment open, poking his getting-familiar ginger-hair. Another face that's identical to his' peered from beside him; it's Fred and George Weasley, Ginny's older twin brother.
"They're really evil you can smell their foul ruses three miles away. And that Draco is just as evil." They flopped into the compartment and each sat on the seat next to you and Ginny.
"Very." You immediately inquired.
"But, you said he was in.. uh, what was that again just now; Slythureen?
What's that, some sort of gang full of jackasses?"
"Slytherin," One of the twin beside you corrected as Ginny giggles. "Since you're new here, might do to introduce you to the ropes of Hogwarts."
They along with Ginny began to explain everything you need to know as a newbie, tips included. About Hogwarts, the teachers, the students, the 'houses', the sorting of some kind, and some other things they thought you'll find useful which actually is. Sure is fancy to have a companion like them, especially Ginny. She's been really kind to you. You hope you could be 'sorted' into the same 'house' as her, which is ..what is it called again? Greefindor?
Well any house would fit you good, really, as long as you're not in the same house as that Malfoy you just had an intelligent verbal-fight with. You had enough of him already.
"You could stick with me and the others, you know, in case he confronts you again. He's not one of those typical guys you should hang out with, if I may remind you." Ginny says disgustedly.
"I underline that. You guys are much better to be with." You said approvingly, then saw the other of the Weasley twins scrambling his hand inside his pocket, pulling out a plastic packet.
"Then to celebrate your arrival," He said as he ripped the packet open, revealing colorful small beans on his palm when he angled it to one side. "'d have to get you on some of tis' - go on, take some."
Ginny gasped, her right hand covering her mouth. "No, Fred, don't give it to her, it's-"
"Don't mind her," the other twin, who must be George said, "she's don't like beans. On the other hand, I bet you haven't tried something like this before. Won't kill you to try, promise." He eyed you wickedly then helped himself to some of the round beans from Fred's hand, throwing his long feet across the floor contentedly.
You and the Weasleys then both enjoyed each others companion as the trip to Hogwarts ensues. Later you found out that it was an Every-Flavor Beans they just gave you; you hadn't had one before since they don't sell such tongue-shriveling treats back at Agrias school grounds - they mostly sell sweets like you usually found on Muggle streets, not sock or chili-flavored beans like these because, according to what they think better, it's much safer for younger students to eat secure stuffs. You had to empty ten adult bottles of Muggle mineral water because of the blasting flavors the beans gave your tongue, then as the twins pulled along, they gave you a toffee they named Ton-Tongue Toffee, which grew your tongue to several inches across the seat and bubble gums that refused to get out of your mouth gluing to your teeth for the next two hours. They made quite a commotion along the train corridor as they frequently got out of your compartment, seemingly pulling much worse pranks to the other compartments nearby, then got back here within several minutes, loud and heated uproars can be heard echoing outside the door while they cackle about furiously. As irking as pranks could be though, you and Ginny couldn't help but really enjoy the entertainment they brought.
And yes, Ginny - very kind and caring - it's as if you're talking to Kim here! You feel really comfortable being with her; in fact, you feel like you're both good friends already. Suppose that's a good thing for the start.
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..I'm off to make the third ;)
Story: Resistance is Futile
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