Gryffindors black cat

The Train Pt 2

After Ron's prejudiced observations, Esther had been in a bad mood most of the train ride. She cuddled up into Harrison her expression annoyed. He had ruined the joy and excitement she felt. Now she was irritated with the obvious lack of sense he had. Granted the kid was eleven, but even an eleven-year-old has more sense. 

But alas the story would not wait for her irritation to quell and moved into the next part. Esther was toying with Harrison's sleeves when the compartment door opened. Neville Longbottom made his appearance. Esther's first impression was, Merlin was he adorable. He had tearful light green eyes, an oval face, and soft puffy cheeks. Her hands twitched as she resisted the urge to squeeze his cheeks. An angel.

"Sorry," he said, "but have you seen a toad at all?"

It was Hadrien who replied, "No, Sorry."

"If we do see one we'll tell you," Harrison smiled comfortingly.

Neville seemed to be slightly comforted by the smile and returned it with his own nervous and slightly apprehensive one, before leaving to look for his toad. 

"Don't know why he's so bothered," Ron muttered. "If I'd brought a toad I'd lose it as quick as I could."

Esther looked at him, "Each person has their own taste in animals, if they care for their animal they will naturally worry about it."

That shut him up. Though not before he shot Esther a frown. Just as they were about to return to their admittedly tense silence the compartment door opened again and Neville was back, with a guest who sported wild bushy hair, sharp brown eyes, and large front teeth. 

Hermione Granger.

"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one," she said, her tone was admittedly rather rude. 

"No, we already told him we haven't seen it," Hadrien replied, rolling his eyes. He didn't seem to like her. Then again... he has always hated people with bossy tones that think they're better than them. 

She looked at him with her wide eyes and began speaking in the same tone of voice, "Do any of you know what house you'll be in? I've been asking around, and I hope I'm in Gryffindor, it sounds by far the best; I hear Dumbledore himself was in it, but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad... Oh! I'm Hermione Granger, I'm a muggle-born."

Harrison, irritated, answered, "Harrison Black."

"Ron Weasley."

"Hadrien Black."

Esther yawned, "Esther Potter."

Hermione's eyes widened, "Are you really? I know all about you, of course -- I got a few extra books, for background reading, and you're in Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century."

"Bloody brilliant." She replied sleepily. 

"Goodness didn't you know, I'd have found out everything I could if it was me."

Esther let out another yawn, "So would I Miss Granger, But I wouldn't bother myself with reading incorrect information. Books don't always give you the right information."

"Oh, I-..." She looked surprised before she cleared her throat, "Anyway, we'd better go and look for Neville's toad. You four had better change, you know, I expect we'll be there soon."

"I-I'll come help!" Ron said, wanting to escape the tense atmosphere. 

Hermione nodded and the three left quickly. Hadrian snorted, "Well what a magnificent encounter."

Esther chuckled, "let's get dressed."

"yeah yeah."

[Skip changing]

"Ya decent?" Esther asked.

"yeah," Hadrien called out. 

"How do they manage to make the uniforms this ugly?" Harrison made a disgusted noise looking at his clothes. 

Esther snorted before she walked in, showed them her edited outfit. Unlike the boring old black uniform, hers had some more edge with the cut. 

[this with long flowy sleeves and smaller yet longer boots. Hogwarts crest in the middle of her outfit, right below her neck. pic doesn't belong to me]

Hadrien raised an eyebrow, "Daring for an eleven-year-old."

"I know." She grinned in reply. 

"Change ours I beg of you." Harrison pleaded. 

Chuckling, Esther whipped out her school wand and muttered, "Crinus Muto"

A wisp of green flew out of her wand and enveloped the two changing their clothes. 

[Hogwarts crest where the brooch is. will change to house crest, and colors on the linings will change to house color. Couldn't find a good IRL pic, doesn't belong to me btw]

Hadrien, a man of style, sighed in relief, "Bless you, Hannah."

She shrugged, "Anytime, my man."

"Huh, this is actually good."

Hannah grew a comical tik mark, "What is THAT supposed to mean adder boy?!"

"what it sounds like, AND I'M NOT AN ADDER!"

Hadrien pinched the bridge of his nose, "SHUT UP, BOTH OF YOU."

Both turned away from each other, cheeks puffed up. Hadrien looked up and prayed. 'Merlin help me.'

They quietened as Ron entered to change into his own robes, eyes slightly confused at the sight of theirs. Luckily he made no comment, which was a relief to the three. They were not in the mood for an awkward conversation. 

[A/N - Am I the only one who absolutely hates the Hogwarts robe design? No style at all.]