Dès vu: The awareness that this will become a memory.
I woke up in the train. I could feel the hard, cold glass against my head that was rested upon it. I quickly noticed the pouring rain that was outside, as the dark and dull clouds gathered. I stood up quietly, as there was a boy sleeping in the same compartment as me.
I didn't want to wake him up even if his snores were infuriating, that was the last thing I was focusing on at this moment now. He seemed to be older than me, possibly Year 5 or higher but I didn't care as my emotions were overwhelming my whole mind.
Happiness, fear, confusion, my mind was switching between all of these emotions as I realised that I finally shifted. This all felt real. This is real.
I heard a rustling of feathers under the seat, startling my whole body. I already knew what it was but I was still scared to check it. I need to be brave after all, I can't hide from even the littlest things.
I took my courage in my hands and looked under the seat as my eyes met with a beautiful golden owl. It was Hestia, the owl I scripted in.
Her feathers were golden with black smeared at the top of each feather. Her eyes a dark amber, staring into mine, possibly wondering what the hell is wrong with me. I smiled as I put my fingers near her cage to stroke her soft looking feathers.
My eyes darted to the other side under the seat to a small kitten curled up in a ball. Zuko. I already knew.
I didn't think scripting in two pets would work and now, I thought to myself it's possibly a lot of work to take care of them both but it didn't matter now.
I heard a knock on the door as my eyes met with the one and only, Hermione Granger. My heart dropped as this was when realisation hit me once again that I shifted. She slid the door open and sat down on the seat next to the sleeping year 5.
Hermione peeped at him and then shot me an inquisitive look.
"You know I've been searching for you for the past.."(she looked at her watch) "10 minutes"? "You were sleeping weren't you?" she continued.
"Yes" is all my voice could let out as I was still standing there on the floor squatting like an idiot.
"You know.. I'm not even shocked" she replied with a shrug.
"Also, why are you here in the Ravenclaw part of the train?" she started.
"I even went to the Slytherin side to search for you and lets say I'm never going there again, but the least I expected was for you to be here" she expressed with a frustrated tone.
I opened my mouth to say something, I didn't even know what, but she interrupted me again.
"It doesn't matter, at least I found you now and we can go back to the our compartment as Ron and Harry are already waiting for us".
"Ron and Harry?" after I said this question I immediately hated myself. Like what even is this question. It's obviously Ron and Harry. Who did i expect? Umbridge and Dumbledore?
"Yes Ron and Harry, remember I sent you an owl the other day telling you how me and them are meeting at the Leaky Cauldron to come to the train together?" she told me suspiciously.
"OH.. Yes i remember now" I lied.. I had no idea what she was talking about.
"You're probably still tired.. I understand" Hermione told me as she gave me an appealing smile. I nodded at her, returning the same gesture.
"Oh Merlin!" she exclaimed.
"We are spending too much time chatting here, we should start heading back to the others!" Hermione added as she shot up from her seat, smoothing down the creases in her beige trousers.
"Kristina!! she snapped her fingers closely to my face, bringing me back to reality as I zoned out on my surroundings. "Grab your stuff and come on!" she said in a hurried voice.
We left the compartment and headed towards to the Gryffindor's. My eyes were everywhere, staring and taking in all the train could offer.
I looked through each compartment we passed by, smiling in like a maniac. People are probably scared of me now, I thought in my head.
Little did I know, what I thought would happen the least, happened.
I bumped into the one and only, platinum haired boy I couldn't stop thinking about all summer. Draco Malfoy. My belongings fell from my hands as Malfoy turned to Hermione and me.
"Watch where you are going Mudblood!" He spat with a nasty look. Wow. He's just like I thought he would be.. Full of attitude.. What a shock.
Suddenly, his face turned to me.
"And you!" His eyes were intimidating as they lingered on mine making my heart start beating faster and faster. His signature nasty and smug look plastered across his face as he looked down upon me.
I glanced at Hermione for a quick second noticing her expression portraying anger and hurt at the same time.
"Maybe YOU should watch where you are going, and not stand in the middle of the train blocking the whole path for everyone!" I shot back at him sounding not as confident as I thought I would be making me internally cringe at myself.
Did anyone else get second hand embarrassment? Because I sure did!.. Also, what is this comeback? I scripted I would always have witty comebacks and that's all I've got??
I pushed past him, trying to hide my already red cheeks and embarrassment as I heard a scoff.
Well this is great, I thought. I already embarrassed myself in the first hour of being here. Amazing...!
I looked back one more time, to which I noticed that there was another person next to him with a smirk on his face, staring right back at me. Was he there the whole time??
The boy had brown messy hair which fell perfectly on his forehead. His eyebrows was full and bushy, standing low above his eyes... Eyes that carried coldness and what seemed to be hatred, as he held his fixed piercing glaze. I instantly recognized him. Theodore Nott.
"Just ignore them." Hermione told me lowly, bringing me out of his menacing eye gaze.
I looked away from him, following in Hermione's trail trying to forget and let go of what just happened.
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Dès vu
FanfictionThis story is what I imagine it will be like when I first shift to my Hogwarts desired reality. It's kind of like me describing what I imagine I would experience and how it would go. I'm writing this to motivate myself and possibly others who are i...