A Burning Fyre

Chapter 1

"Alright my love, promise to be good?" A light skinned woman cupped her 11 year old daughter's face.
            "Yes mother," the girl smiled at her as her mother kissed her forehead. Her mother looked at the girl just staring, the two looking almost alike.
            "You're going to have such a good time at Hogwarts, and perhaps you'll probably be in the same house as I was. I mean look at you, while just as lovely as when I was your age," The girl's mother continued to smile at her.
            "What am I chopped liver? Am I not going to do well?" Up walked a light skinned boy who is the same height as the girl only slightly taller. "Maybe I'll be smarter than any Ravenclaw at Hogwarts," The boy continued to boast. The woman grabbed the boy and pulled him into a hug, "Mother stop you're going to wrinkle my robes."
              "I'm going to miss all of you," The mother hugged her children. "Andesite you can see your friends on the train, please help your siblings get the trunks." The mother turned to a teenage girl with light skin and brown hair wearing the Hufflepuff uniform.
               "Mother, they know how to get on a train they've been on a train before," Andesite rolled her eyes as she walked over to her mother. Her mother stared at her until Andesite sighed, "Fine," she pointed her wand at the Twin's trunks. "Accio," The trunks then slid towards them.
                  "Very good darling, you are getting so much better," her mother smiled. Andesite smiled, feeling proud of herself. "If only your father would come out of a study for a minute to come say goodbye to his children, oh well he's a busy man. I'm pretty sure he wishes you both the best of luck."

CHOO CHOO

A whistle blew as the Hogwarts express pulled into the station,"Alright my love, this is it. Slate, look after your sister and Andesite- ANDESITE!" She snapped at her teenage daughter who was not paying attention, "Look after your siblings, and you have your permission slip for Hogsmeade?" Andesite pulled out the piece of parchment paper; showing it to her mother before putting it back in her robes, "Very good, now have a wonderful 3rd year," she watched her oldest daughter get on the train; then turned to her two youngest. "You two have a great time, you're going to love it I promise."
                "Goodbye mother," Slate waved, pulling his sister onto the train.
                "Goodbye we'll see you for Christmas," the girl smiled at her mother one last time before getting on with Slate. The last bunch of children got on the train as it began to move, the kids waved outside the windows to their parents, "Want to sit together?" The girl asked her brother.
                "Sure", Slate said, leading her to an empty booth. However, as they entered three boys pushed by them. "Hey what gives?!" Slate yelled at them.
               "You snooze, you lose mate," a Dark skinned boy said smugly.
               "I'm not your mate, and we were here first," Slate glared. The boys laughed, one of them laughing at him.
              "I don't see why we can't all sit here," the girl tried to diffuse the situation. The boys remained silent for a minute, until the girl spoke up again; " I'm Maribelle", she smiled nervously. The boys remained quiet, looking as if she had slapped them.

Slate cleared his throat, "I'm Slate." He stared at them until a brown skinned boy leaned forward.
             "I'm Carter," the boy gave the twins a small smile, he then nudged the shorter boy next to him.
             "Wesley," he winked at Maribelle, "How are you doing love?"
              "Quite well," she looked him up and down.
             "Wes why must you be gross 24/7," the dark skinned boy rolled his eyes.
             "You're right I'm sorry, are the weekends good for you then?" He said before laughing, Carter laughed, hitting his arm.
              "And you?" Slate looked at the dark skinned boy, "What's your name?"
             "Xavier," He replied before looking out the window.
             "What are you trying to be with the tall, dark and mysterious look?" Slate scoffed. "Emphasis on the dark." Everyone in the booth looked shocked, then burst out laughing.

For the rest of the ride the boys joked around getting to know each other, Maribelle however had fallen asleep; her mind began to wonder if her mother had gotten home ok, then wondered how Andesite made the friends she made. Her mother said it was good that Andesite had made male friends, because apparently she had basically become a woman; Maribelle didn't want to become a woman, it seemed terrible except mother let her sister wear very nice gowns to the convention and boys always admired her. Would boys admire her? Did she want them to?-
            "Twin," she was shaken awake by her brother. "We're here," He said, getting their luggage.
             "Slate you coming?" Xavier looked back at him.
             "I'll be there in a minute. I'm helping my sister," Slate replied, reaching for his trunk.
            "I suppose her legs and arms don't work," Xavier smirked before leaving the booth with Carter and Wesley. Maribelle, feeling embarrassed, Grabbed her trunk and tried her best to carry it out.
             "Let me help you", Slate grabbed her trunk from her. "You don't have to prove yourself you know, i mean you are a girl Xavier was just joking."