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My cousin Rose and I walked into a compartment on the train. We saw an attractive-looking girl with small ears and an intense gaze.
"Can we sit here?" Rose asked her politely.
The girl nodded her head. "I'm Mackenzie," she said in a happy sounding voice. "What's your name?"
Rose gave her a big smile. "I'm Rose."
I nodded my head at her. "I'm Albus. Call me Al though. We're going into our first year. What about you, Mackenzie?" I asked her nicely.
"I am too. Hey, maybe we can be friends!"
"That sounds like a good idea," I said. Rose and I sat across from her. "What's your last name, Mackenzie? Mine's Potter and Rose's is Weasley."
"Mine's Thomas," she replied shortly.
Thomas…it sounded familiar, really familiar.
"Are you Dean Thomas' daughter?" Rose questioned. Mackenzie nodded. That was it! "Oh, we've heard stories about your dad and your mum, Luna. Apparently we met them when we were younger, but I don't remember that."
"Our parents went to school with yours," I added, so Mackenzie wouldn't be confused. "Hell, my sister's middle name is after your mum."
"I know," she retorted. There was a pause as she probably thought about my sister. "Do you two have any brothers or sisters that go to Hogwarts?"
I groaned inwardly. She just had to bring up James. Lily was too young to go to Hogwarts, but James wasn't…
"My brother James is a year ahead of us. What about you?"
She shook her head. "My brothers are all younger than me. Their names are Elton and Drake."
"Actually, I have a younger brother too, named Hugo. And Albus has a younger sister named Lily," Rose told Mackenzie.
"Lily, that's a pretty name."
Mackenzie was a nice girl and seemed to resemble Luna, according to the stories my parents told me. Well, maybe she wasn't as strange as Luna but close nonetheless.
"Do you think Freddie missed the train, Rose?" I asked my cousin.
Rose laughed. "Probably. You know he's late for everything. Remember when Grandmum flipped out because Uncle George and he showed up three hours late to Hugo's birthday party last year?" Freddie was our cousin and the son of George Weasley.
I grinned. "How could I forget? Grandmum made sure they weren't allowed to have any cake and Uncle George threw a huge fit. He told his own mum that he wasn't going to visit her anymore. Then he went over the next day to see if he could get any leftovers from the party."
"Your family sounds interesting," Mackenzie said with a warm smile. Her voice had a very mystical quality to it. I liked it.
"Interesting…I guess that's a good word for us. Big is another word you could use. Hectic, weird, loud, crazy are other adjectives that could describe our family," I replied with a laugh.
"Grandmum had seven kids, so when all of her children, their spouses, and then her grandchildren get together, it's kind of chaotic. Fun but chaotic," Rose added.
Chaotic was an understatement for my family. Things were down right insane when we all get together. There's a lot of love shared between us, but a whole lot of insanity too. I wouldn't have changed anything though.
My cousin, Rose, and I have been close since we were born. She's the smartest, wittiest, and bossiest person I know. Uncle Ron always tells me how she's a lot like her mother.
"I'm assuming a lot of your cousins go to Hogwarts," Mackenzie stated.
"Only three of our cousins are in Hogwarts. In a couple years Hogwarts will be full of our family. So far it's just Victoire, Samuel, and Remus," I told her. "Our cousin Freddie is in our year too. Then there's my older brother who I mentioned before."
Victoire and Samuel were Bill and Fleur's kids. Victoire was going into her seventh year while Samuel was going into his second. No one called him Samuel though, he was known as Sam to all of us. Remus was Uncle Percy's oldest son and going into his third year.
I was never close to Victoire, but we got along. Remus and Sam were close to me. But Sam was very, very close to my brother, James. Those two were, still are, and always will be best friends. Both were in the same year and in Gryffindor. They have two other best friends named Raymond Yates and Elden Halmi.
A plump lady opened the door to our compartment. "Would you like anything from the trolley, dears?" she asked kindly. "We have Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Cauldron Cakes, Pumpkin Pastries, Chocolate Frogs, Licorice Wands, and more."
I nodded my head and pulled out some money. "Can I have a pack of Chocolate Frogs, please?"
Rose pulled out some money also. "I'll take Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, please."
We handed her our money and she got us the candy we asked for.
"I'm fine, thank you," Mackenzie told her. I could tell that Mackenzie really wanted something but probably didn't have any money on her.
"She'll have a Pumpkin Pastry," I said to the lady and pulled out more money.
"You don't have to do that for me," Mackenzie put in, but I saw her lingering eyes on the pastries.
"Yes, I do. We're friends and friends get each other Pumpkin Pastries. I would be a bad friend if I didn't do this for you," I insisted.
The lady handed Mackenzie the pastry and left the compartment.
"Thank you, Al." She had a very sweet sounding voice.
Then the door to the compartment opened again. I grinned as I saw my cousin, Freddie. He had a friendly expression on his face and his shaggy red hair was in his face. Freddie had these real innocent-looking eyes, which was ironic because he wasn't innocent at all. He was a lot like his father and loved to prank people. Mischief was his game.
"What, no hug?" he said with a huge grin on his face. Rose and I got up from our seats and gave our cousin a hug. "That's much better. And who's this lovely young lady that you're sitting with?" Did I also mention that Freddie was very charming? Everyone loved him.
"My name's Mackenzie. I'm assuming you're their cousin Freddie," she responded. "They've already mentioned you to me."
Freddie nodded his head. "You assumed right, my dear. Can I have a seat in here? I was sitting with these other kids entering their first year, but they were kind of weird."
"Sure. Did you catch their names by any chance?"
Freddie shook his head. "No because they didn't even want to talk to me. How rude! There were two girls and a bloke. One of the girls was very, very pretty. Too bad she already hates me."
"What could you have done that would make her hate you in such a short amount of time?" Rose questioned. "Did you give her a Canary Cream? Please, tell me that you didn't give her a Canary Cream."
"Rose! It's appalling that you would think I would do that. I would never give a very pretty girl a Canary Cream, unless she had a sense of humor. But this girl, obviously, doesn't."
I ran a hand through my messy hair. "Then what'd you do to her, mate?"
"Apparently my presence just annoys her. I'm too energetic, enthusiastic, excitable, eager, and wild. But when did those become bad qualities!" he exclaimed.
"Why do you care? She doesn't seem like a very nice person, Freddie," Rose stated.
Freddie rolled his eyes. "Maybe she's not nice on the outside, but I can tell beneath that icy exterior that there is a heart of gold. I just need to melt that ice and then I'll have the woman of my dreams. I can already tell she'd be perfect for me," he explained.
"You keep telling yourself that," Rose responded.
By that time we were all sitting down again. Rose and I were on one side while Freddie and Mackenzie were on the other.
A few hours later we were dressed in our robes and on the boats towards Hogwarts.
"Hagrid looks well," Rose commented. "I haven't seen him in ages, unfortunately."
I nodded my head in agreement. "I can't wait until third year because then we can take his class."
"Is Hagrid a friend of your family's?" Mackenzie asked. I guess her mum didn't tell her much about what had happened to her during her Hogwarts years. She seemed very naïve of the past.
"He basically is family at my house. My dad always had a close relationship with him. Hagrid's a really good guy. You'll like him once you get to know him."
A while later we reached Hogwarts. It was beautiful. The Great Hall was my favorite room. I looked up and it appeared as if I was looking at the sky outside. Rose informed me about the enchantment placed on it. She read it in Hogwarts: A History. There were four long tables for the four houses: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. Officially, I knew that I would love Hogwarts as much as my dad did. It had such a homey feel to it and I was only in there for about a minute.
A large man with tiny dark eyes approached us. His hair was an orange color and his voice boomed across the room. He had a very commanding presence.
"My name is Professor Sullivan and I am the Transfiguration teacher here at Hogwarts. First years, follow me so you can get sorted."
The first years followed him and didn't say a word. The man sort of scared us all. Then we heard the Sorting Hat start to sing. It was the most wonderful sound in the world.
Oh you may not think me pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
Professor Sullivan was standing in front of the Great Hall and said, "I will now announce the names of the first years to start their sorting. First up is Aiken, Franklin!"
A small, timid-looking boy walked up to the stool where the Hat sat. Professor Sullivan put it on the boy's head and after a few moments the Sorting Hat yelled, "Ravenclaw!"
The students in Ravenclaw cheered as the boy ran to the table.
"Baruffio, Orabella!" Professor Sullivan called.
Orabella was a tall girl with a bad acne problem. It was disgusting. Pimples just covered her entire face. She sat down on the stool and the Hat shouted, "Ravenclaw!"
"I hope they're not smarter than me," Rose mumbled to me.
"Of course marks would be brought up on our first bloody day with you, Rose," I muttered back with a laugh.
"Watch the language!" she ordered. "Merlin, you sound like idiots when you talk like that."
After a few more names were called, Professor Sullivan announced, "Goyle, Selena!"
Freddie's jaw dropped as he saw a short girl with elegant black hair and a beauty so enchanting that I couldn't stop myself from staring at her as she walked up to the stool.
"That's the girl from the train!" he whispered to us frantically.
"You're right, she is pretty," I said back. I found it ironic that my dad had told me how Goyle was never a good-looking bloke, but his daughter was gorgeous. It's a good thing she got her mother's genes.
"Slytherin!" the Sorting Hat yelled after a moment.
She got off the stool and leisurely walked towards the hooting Slytherin table. I noticed a lot of the boys couldn't keep their eyes off her.
"Just my bloody luck that she's in Slytherin," Freddie grumbled.
"Again, watch the language!" Rose barked. "You two need to stop cursing and find new and better words to say when you're upset. This is getting ridiculous."
"Finnigan, Chase!" Sullivan called. Merlin, could they hear him calling us in Scotland?
Mackenzie whispered, "Our dads are good friends. He's actually a very nice boy."
Chase had brown hair and pale skin. He walked up to the stool and he looked ready to collapse from nerves. Sullivan put the Hat on his head.
"Hufflepuff!" the Sorting Hat shouted.
"Like his mum," Mackenzie murmured. "Hannah Abbott, his mother, was in Hufflepuff, too."
More names were called after him.
The boy who we saw at King's Cross sat on the stool. Rose smirked as she saw him. I figured she was probably thinking about how she wanted to beat him in every thing that was school related. Sometimes I thought she was crazy.
"Slytherin!" the Hat yelled.
"Like father, like son," Rose mumbled as Scorpius strolled towards the Slytherin table. He took a seat next to Selena.
Then Sullivan bellowed, "Nott, Sabina!"
A pretty girl with sparkling blue eyes sat on the stool. I noticed she had a scar running down her face which lessened her beauty, but it was still shining through. How did she get that scar?
The Hat shouted, "Slytherin!" Freddie then told us that she was on the train with Selena and so was Scorpius.
I walked up to the stool, apprehensively. What if I got in Slytherin? My dad said he wouldn't care, but I would! These thoughts were racing around in my head as I nervously sat on the stool and had the Hat placed on my head.
A Potter! the Hat was talking in my head. You're sharp, you would do fine in Ravenclaw. Brave, too, like your father. You would do great in Slytherin, again, like your father. But where should I put you? The Potters have always been hard to place. You could do excellent in any house.
"Not Slytherin," I whispered softly but harshly.
Just like your father. Are you sure? All right then- "Gryffindor!" the Hat yelled. I was ecstatic. I jumped off the stool excitedly and took a seat next to my cousin, Sam, that was open. My older brother was on the other side of him.
"Good job," Sam told me. "Let's try and keep the family in Gryffindor, eh?"
"Hopefully Freddie and Rosie end up here too," I replied. I really did. Hogwarts wouldn't be fun without them in my house.
A few more names were called then, "Thomas, Mackenzie!"
Mackenzie walked up to the Hat calmly. She was probably the only first year that didn't look at all nervous for the Sorting.
The Hat didn't take long to sort her and yelled, "Gryffindor!"
She calmly stepped off the stool and took a seat next to me. "Good thing we're in the same house."
I smiled at her. "Hopefully the other two end up here, also."
"Umfraville, Noel!" Sullivan howled.
Noel had shiny blonde hair and a huge nose. She walked up to the stool and sat down. I was getting nervous because I knew Freddie and Rose would be sorted soon.
The Hat screamed, "Ravenclaw!" The girl got off the stool and went to her table.
"Weasley, Frederick!" Freddie strolled to the stool. I could tell he was nervous, but he'd never admit it.
After a moment the Hat yelled, "Gryffindor!"
Freddie punched the air in happiness and ran towards me and Mackenzie and sat down. "Yes! Now all we need is our Rosie."
"Weasley, Rose!" My cousin nervously walked up to the stool and sat down. My heart was beating loudly. I thought about how much it would suck if Rose wasn't in my house. She was my favorite and closest cousin, not to mention my best friend.
The Hat was taking an awfully long time to place her. What was going on? He was probably debating between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. I said a silent prayer that she would end up in my house. What would I do without Rose? She's my best friend. What does a person do without their best friend? They don't have fun at Hogwarts, that's what.
"Gryffindor!" the Hat shouted.
We all cheered at the table as Rose sat next to us. Relief filled me.
"This year is going to be brilliant!" Freddie exclaimed. "We'll all have so much fun together, it will be ridiculous."
"Not too much fun, Freddie. We have to learn you know!" Rose reprimanded.
"Learning schmerling," Freddie laughed. "What we need is some pranking!" Rose just glared at him and kept quiet for the rest of the evening.