I couldn't help but toss and turn all night. This was a new place for me, and I couldn't stop thinking about how they said I was going to have to figure it out on my own before I was going to know what they meant. What else could my mother have been that had to be found out by my own self. Why does everyone know what my mother's wand and broom look like? Surely, she could not have been that kind to everyone. Maybe she did something memorable. Also why did she have to hide me? I have so many questions that I don't think they are going to have answers for. Such as why did they mention she sent us away. My dad did not come with me. I was sent to my aunt's and for some reason and she was in America and not here. None the less the state of Oregon. Who fucking chooses to live there? I mean it's depressing for one thing. I mean it does kind of fit the woman of my nightmares.
I don't think anything could truly scare me but, I am unsure.
"Y/n it's time to get up darling." Mrs. Weasley said touching my shoulder. I immediately jumped up and looked at her with terror in my eyes.
"Oh dear. Are you alright? I didn't mean to startle you." She said.
"I am sorry. Yes, let's go." I pointed my new wand at me and refreshed my clothes with a tidy spell. She smiled at me.
"You truly are a dear. No need to apologize, it was my mistake. Come along now deary." She said. We walked out close together and she stopped at the table and took the apple from the center of it and handed it to me.
"Here you need to eat something before you get onto the train." Mrs. Weasley said watching me as I took a bite. This didn't sit well in my stomach. It has been a while since I have had anything to eat. I didn't want to tell her that though. I know she was just trying to be kind. She is a mother after all. I think that is supposed to be in their nature.
I didn't realize I was on autopilot while in my own thoughts and we were already at the train station.
"Alright Harry and Ron you make sure she gets through in between the two of you." She said and waved goodbye to us. She walked away and the boys were pushing their carts of all their stuff. I didn't have enough for a real suitcase, so I just had a backpack filled with some clothes and my bathroom necessities. I am sure I can do some shopping in town over there if I need something else. Harry had my books in his suitcase. He said he had some spare room, and he didn't mind helping. It was very kind of him. He seems nice. I hope it stays that way.
"Alright, you are going to count to three and then run directly into the pillar and that will take us to our platform." Harry said. Ron just ran so I counted to three and then ran. I didn't even bother to question what I was doing. I saw all of the Weasley's cross through so it's not like I was the first one. Once I made it through, I moved because if I only had to the count of three Harry would surely push me down on accident. I was right because right after I stepped aside Harry came barreling through the wall. He set his stuff down next to the rest of the luggage being loaded on it and escorted me with him onto the train. Right away I felt all the eyes jump to me. I must look like a deer in headlights.
"Maybe I could give you all some time to talk. I know me coming might have disrupted your group so I will go and find somewhere hopefully private to sit." I said. Before Harry had a chance to say anything I moved away from him towards the back of the train. I saw two trolleys left, both had someone in them but at least it was one person in either.
I took a deep breath and knocked on the door to the left side of the train. Whoever was in there motioned for me to enter.
"Sorry to bother you. I was just hoping to find somewhere away from everyone to sit. Is it okay to join you?" I asked and was met by the intense glare of very blue eyes. They were a bit captivating.
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American Amongst the Brits (Harry Potter)
FanfictionHey everyone. This is a fanfiction with a lot of details and a backstory. If it is not your thing then I am sorry. This is more than just a smut. It will have fluff, angst, heartache, heartbreak, mentions of mental health. The character is going t...