Before The Past

Ch. 6

The sound of the train whistle and a million voices surrounded us as my mother walked me to the train. My father couldn't be bothered to come, and although my mother didn't show it much anymore she still cared about me a lot. Seeing her daughter attend a brand new school seemed to worry her slightly. 

When I got on the train I noticed Draco, who had waved me over. Sitting with him was a boy who was just as handsome as Draco, but had dark, course hair. Across from him was a girl with shoulder length black hair. She smiled at me and scooted over, patting the seat next to her. 

"You must be the new girl, sit I've heard so much about you" She said excitedly. 

"Aurora, this is Pansy Parkinson, and this is Blaise Zabini. Everyone, this is Aurora Hawthorne." Draco announced. 

"Yes yes, now that we know each other, tell me what was... Ilvermorny like?" She, like everyone else I had met this summer was disgusted by the American school. 

"Pansy." Draco sneered. 

She looked at him and shrugged, I could tell that she was a very straightforward person. 

"It wasn't too bad actually, the school that is. The people on the other hand were, different to say the least." I answered. 

"Oh I can't imagine, my mother would constantly tell me how miserable your mother was while you were there. I don't think I'd mind it though." Pansy smiled. 

"She only cares for the Hollywood lifestyle and the fame, she hasn't considered any other negative things about it." Blaise had said. 

"Oh shove off, at least I want to do something with my life rather than sitting around spending my mother's stolen money." Pansy replied. 

"It isn't stolen, it's simply given." Blaise said plainly. 

Pansy rolled her eyes and continued to ask me questions. I knew what he meant by that, and so did the rest of the wizarding world. No matter where in the world you were, everyone knew about Mrs. Zabini. She was nicknamed the black widow after seven of her husbands had mysteriously died, although most knew she had killed them for their money. From what I had heard, she was now moving onto husband number eight. 

An hour of questions and negative comments towards everything that didn't go right for the group had gone by when someone else approached us. It was an older boy who was in blue and silver robes. He looked at me and only me, paying no mind to the glares that Draco and Blaise were giving. 

"You must be the new Student, I'm the head boy for this year. I was told to inform you that when the train stops, you are to go with the first years to get sorted. There will be a large, seemingly ungroomed man that you will all meet up with. He will show you the rest of the way." He walked off without another word. 

"Oh Merlin, imagine what might happen if you aren't sorted into Slytherin?" Pansy seemed to be concerned.

"Oh lay off Pansy, it's obvious she belongs with us." Draco said. 

"She's even got the looks for it." Blaise commented. 

Draco and Pansy both glared at him, but he simply shrugged his shoulders. The comment made me feel slightly uncomfortable, but also confident at the same time. It was nice to know that one of the first impressions I've gotten is my attractiveness. 

When we got to the castle, I did as I was told and went with the first years. Everyone else had gone in the opposite direction, but we were stuck going across the lake in boats with dimly lit lanterns. I had to sit next to the professor, who I found was named Hagrid. When we got to the castle we climbed an incredibly long flight of stairs before going inside. The inside of the castle was just as impressive as the outside. At the top of another flight of stairs was an older woman, who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall.