Bumblebee (A Fred Weasley Fanfiction)

- CHAPTER ONE -

The Dementor

Emmie woke up and looked over to the alarm clock that sat on her bedside table, it was five o'clock. She groaned, remembering what was happening today, she was going into her fifth year at Hogwarts.

At the end of last year, her best friend Juniper started dating a sixth year Slitherin boy and she started skipping class and doing potions in the bathroom and her and Emmie stopped talking.

Emmie pulled on some denim mom jeans and a mustard yellow tshirt and put her chestnut brown hair into two plaits because she didn't want to walk into the station in her robes - she'd change on the train. Two hours later, Emmie's huge, heavy trunk had been loaded into her father's car, her mother and sister Mel got in the car and they set off.
They reached King's Cross at half past ten. Her father placed her trunk and Tawny Owl, Orion on to a trolley and wheeled it into the station for her. They stopped at the wall which had two big plastic numbers on it, nine and ten, "here you go darling," her father spoke as she took the trolley. She looked at her sister who looked sad, "don't worry, you'll be here next year."
"We'll see you at Christmas and remember to write to us," her mother spoke before hugging her, "Okay, I love you."
Emmie turned back to the wall, she took a deep breath and started to walk towards it. People jostled her on their way to platforms nine and ten. Emmie walked more quickly - leaning forward on her trolley she broke into a heavy run - the barrier was coming nearer and nearer - she closed her eyes - even after doing this plenty of times she was terrified... She opened her eyes.
A familiar scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. Smoke from the engine drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every colour wound here and there between their legs. Owls hooted to each other in a disgruntled sort of way over the babble and the scraping of heavy trunks.
The first few carriages were already packed with students, some hanging out of the windows to talk to their families, some fighting over seats. Emmie pushed her trolley off down the platform in search of an empty seat.
She pressed on through the crowd until she found an empty compartment near the end of the train. She put Orion inside first and then started to shove and heave her trunk towards the train door. She stumbled backwards and tripped on the step, painfully hitting the floor.
She started to stand up but something stopped her, two boys laughing, she looked around and spotted who it was. Two red-haired twins she recognised to be Fred and George Weasley, they were in her year and had been in a few of her classes but she couldn't tell them apart.
She rolled her eyes but gave a small smirk because she agreed, it was funny.
"I saw that," one of the boys spoke pointing at her, Emmie smiled and shook her head,
"want a hand?"
"Yes please," she panted.
"Oy, Fred! C'mere and help!"
With the twins' help, Emmie's trunk was at last tucked away in a corner of the compartment.
"Thanks," she said,
"What's your name?" One of the twins asked her,
"Emmie Nightingale,"
"Well nice to meet you Emmie Nightingale," the other twin spoke, "I'm George and this is Fred."
The train began to move and the door of the compartment slid open, a boy entered, "Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down the middle of the train!"
The twins high fived in excitement before walking towards the door,
"you wanna come see?" One of them turned to Emmie,
"no it's alright," she replied and they were gone.

Emmie felt herself dozing off but kept herself awake, it was almost one o'clock and she didn't want to miss the food trolley. She was starving.
She kept waiting but the trolley was no where to be seen and the train was getting slower and slower. As the noise of the pistons fell away, the wind and rain sounded louder than ever against the windows.
Emmie got up to look into the corridor. All along the carriage heads were sticking curiously out of their compartments.
The train came to a stop with a jolt and distant thuds and bangs told them that luggage had fallen out of the racks. Then without warning, all the lamps went out and they were plunged into total darkness.
Emmie felt her way back to her seat and peered out the window, she could see dark shadows moving around outside but couldn't make out what it was.
Emmie's mother was worried about sending her back to Hogwarts this year because of the recent news that Sirius Black had escaped from prison but, until now, Emmie didn't think there was anything to worry about. Why would a criminal want to come to a school anyway, well... Apart from Harry Potter, the boy that Voldemort failed to kill after Sirius Black sold his family out to him of course.