The Cursed Soul

Chapter 9

ÍROAS

Just like what Nico says, the ride took me unbelievably just less than an hour to bring me here in the station. And I must say... I was rather impressed and terrified yet thrilled with that. They brought me here, alive, note that, 30 minutes before the train leaves to Hogwarts... BUT! But, It drained the Hades out of me. I feel like a part of my soul was left out during the ride. No matter how much fun I got, I won't still ride to that shabby cab of those Gray Sisters again.

I appreciate the warning they gave... But my mind is currently reeling with so many questions, I feel like my head is going to explode any minute now. And all this crowd of muggles is adding up to my headache with their human shadows whispering inside my head.

– 'I wish they told me at least one thing about me... or about my past.' – They seem to know a lot of things about me. As in me as Iro and me before me. I reckon they know more about myself than I do.

I just walked past the platform 5...

"Another warning that doesn't make sense." I shrugged, "Honestly! Those Immortals should really work on their habit of giving senseless messages." I heaved a great sigh. - 'I won't be surprised if I'll get myself again directly to the thing they are warning me about.' I tried to disregard everything about them, especially the warning they gave.

It's not about the mirror of erised this time. But something I would discover. I wonder what's... "Stop thinking, IRO!" I said in a loud voice. Making me earn the weird looks of everyone.

"What happened to you?" A voice suddenly chimed behind. I turned my head almost immediately knowing whose voice is that.

"You look like you just donated a gallon of blood." she added. I shrugged to what Hermione said. Donating that amount of blood is much better I'd say than riding that cab.

"Oh you have no idea what I went through just to get here. – Hello there, Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Nice to see you again!"

They smiled back, "Hello Iro," Mrs. Granger greeted sweetly, "How was your summer, honey?" she finished.

"Brilliant! How about you?"

"Where's your Aunt, Iro? And your trunks? – Oh sorry, we have a great summer, by the way." Hermione suddenly butt in. I pursed my lips into a thin line and Hermione, knowing me too well, seemed to get it quickly.

"You really love getting yourself in trouble, don't you? No wonder you're best friends with Harry. What is it this time?"

I rolled my eyes and furrowed my brows, If only she knew why I wasn't able to go back with my Aunt, "Accident 'Mione... Accident! I didn't mean to be left alone in New York." I answered. And that made the three Grangers gasp in unison.

"What?" my friend squealed.

"I'll tell you later. Come on." I leaned closer to her and whispered, "I didn't risk my life just to get here and missed the train. – Oh don't give me now that look, 'Mione. I'll fill you in later. Let's go."

"Have you seen Harry and Ron?" she asked instead.

I shook my head, "I just got here, the same time as you did."

"And your transformation?" She added in a rather motherly tone as though checking her child if he brushed his teeth.

"Err... Oh good, good. I managed to hide one feather." she rolled her eyes, "So you still can't do it? Honestly, how long do you have to practice that?"

"Sorry okay? It's not easy. I did everything I could. I even tried only picturing the tail. But all of them always come out like they are a packaged deal."