✧ Year 3: Chapter 1 ✧

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Dementor on Board

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Warning(s): None (I don't think passing out counts as something that needs a trigger warning, but if it does, here it is~)

     Helena was so thankful that she made it on the train. The combination of Aunt Marge blowing up, the Knight Bus picking Helena and Harry up after they ran away, and Cornelius Fudge, the Minister for Magic himself, talking with Harry and basically ignoring Helena's presence, was a lot. Helena's least favorite part happened to be Harry's favorite. Stan Shunpike, the conductor of the Knight Bus, must've mistaken Helena for an older girl because he spent the majority of the ride flirting with her. When Fudge oh-so-casually slipped in that she was Helena Potter, Stan was beyond embarrassed.

     Thankfully, the Dursleys didn't need to drop the twins off, so they made it on the platform by 10:45. A little early, but it gave them enough time to chat with their friends before the train goes in motion. At the moment, Harry was looking for Ron and Hermione, but Capella, Ruby, and Elizabeth already sought out Helena so they could find a compartment.

     "Helena!" Elizabeth cried from across the platform.

     "Over here!" Ruby called

     "Oh–" Helena muttered, turning toward her brother. "Sorry Harry, I found my friends. I'll leave now... Good luck finding Ron and Hermione!"

     She then proceeded to skip across the platform with Shadow's carrier in one hand and her trunk in the other.

     "Hello, girls!" Helena exclaimed brightly.

     "Hello," Ruby and Elizabeth greeted together.

     "Hi," Capella said with a smile.

     "Guess what?" Ruby asked immediately. "My dad's the new DADA Professor!"

     Helena gasped in excitement. "That's brilliant!!"

     "He's in the same compartment we sat in during our first year," Elizabeth added. "Can you believe that our fathers sat there too?"

     "Are you serious?" Capella asked. "You didn't tell me!"

     "No, that's your dad," Ruby said. "It's true though! Every year, our fathers would find each other on the platform and sit in that very compartment!"

     Ignoring the pun about her father, Capella whistled quietly. "Wow."

     "C'mon!" Elizabeth said. "Hurry up now!"

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