46|Train Ride Part 2

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Eleanor's pov

4th January 1999

"Ahhh" Lezabel hisses as she stepped onto the train.

"I told you to wear suncream, but no, you apparently know more than me."
I retort dragging the 'o' in no.

"Oh shut up,"

Lezabel will be joining me for my 7th year after a small favour that the school owed me.

"Go and find Enzo and Hugo they should be sitting in one of the carts, I'll meet you there in 5 minutes,"

Lezabel mutters an 'alright' before she waddles away, trying not to touch anything or anyone.

My heels click as I walk across the train trying to find a certain someone.
My eyes scan the inside of each cart before I find the one I'm looking for.

I slide open the door to the cart where Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, and Dean Thomas sat.

Neville gasps, "Eleanor Slytherin,"

"Neville," I nod, "Can I sit?"

"Y-yes," He stutters. Cute.

I look over to Luna and smile at her, I notice she's holding a small creature in her hands, "Is that a pygmy puff?"

"Yes, isn't it adorable," She smiles.

"Indeed," I smile back before turning to Neville.

"I haven't come to sit here and talk about magical creatures but to talk to you Neville, regarding your parents," His eyes widen as I pull my notebook out of my bag along with a crystal bottle that swirled with iridescent blue.

"M-my parents?"

"Isn't that what I just said?"

"S-sorry, yes,"

"As I was saying I have something that will work in both of our favours,"

His eyes peer at the objects on the table, "What is it?"

I hold the crystal bottle up, "This is an anti-obliviate potion that I have been working on over the holidays, I still need to find a more... Advanced name for it,"

"How do we know it's not poison? And, you won't kill his parents?" The ginger girl from the corner spoke.

"How low do you think I am?"

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