thestrals

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theodore nott was a womanizer. it came to no surprise that he gets a lot of attention from the girls at hogwarts. many of them he didn't spare a second glance. some of them he'd take to bed, fuck, and kick them out. he didn't give a shit about anyone's feelings. they were just a pawn in his game and that girl on the train was no exception. as he and his friends sat in the compartment that used to contain alicia scott, theodore heard his friend sigh.
"you know, you don't have to be such an asshole all the time," blaise said
"yeah, she's new here how was she supposed to know," pansy chimed in

"since when do you all care about people's feelings?" theodore snapped back, obviously done with this conversation

they all shut their mouths and continued on with their train ride activities.

...

as the train came to a halt in front of hogwarts, everyone was rushing to get out of their compartments and into the school. alicia was in no hurry for she was observing to see what her next move might be. she didn't want to be the first to leave the train but she didn't want to be the last either. she tailed behind the slytherin group that kicked her out of her seat a few hours ago, hoping they wouldn't turn around and see her. as she made her way to the exit, she noticed a blur of platinum blonde hair close a door as if they were hiding something.

alicia quietly creeped up and watched as the blonde haired boy paralyzed the infamous harry potter then proceeded to stomp on his face and cover him with an invisibility cloak. as the blonde haired boy exited the train, alicia crouched down in one of the compartments before slowly peering up to make sure he was gone.

she then opened the door and stepped carefully into the room, trying not to break harry's face further. she felt around the floor until she came across a solid figure. she quickly ripped off the cloak and harry sat up as his nose gushed with blood and dripped onto his shirt.

"thank you," his voice was shaky as if he was intimidated

"no problem," she replied, standing up to grab her things

"you're american? what are you doing here?" he interrogates the girl

"i don't like to talk about it. would you mind showing me how to get into the school?"

harry waves his hand in a 'follow me' motion as he stumbles down the stairs to the station exit. alicia follows lugging her luggage which she packed way too much in. as they approach a wooded area, she looks around soaking in all the beauty of the land.

after what felt like miles, they come across a carriage being pulled by horse like creatures.

"what are these?" she asks while reaching a hand up to stroke the thestrals back

"they're called thestrals. you can only see them if you've witnessed someone die" his voice grew quieter to the point that the end of his sentence was barely audible.

"oh," that was all she could say as she got flashbacks to the worst night of her life. it was all her fault her best friend passed away.

harry thankfully didn't push for details or explanations on why alicia could see these creatures. as they hopped into the carriage, they held an awkward silence until coming onto hogwarts ground where they are met with a tiny man demanding for their identities.

"i'm alicia scott, transfer student from america,"

the tiny man nods and moves out the way, allowing alicia to enter the gates. she looks up and admires the beauty of the ancient looking castle. it was beautiful with all the carefully placed bricks and the candle lights brightening up the sky through the windows. she let out a small smile for the first time in...god knows when.

...

she walks down the great hall with the first years.

"great. my first impression is with a bunch of eleven year olds" she muttered to herself as she walked down the middle isle that separated the houses.

"alicia scott" she heard her name and slowly made her way up and onto the platform where she sat on the stool. a mucky old hat was placed on her dark hair.

"hmmm, you're a tricky one to place" the hat spoke to her, "you are feisty like a slytherin but you care so deeply and emotionally, like a hufflepuff..."

the tension grew thick in the room as the sorting hat took its time to decide what house she would be placed in before yelling
"HUFFLEPUFF"

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hi guys i'm not good at writing wattpad stories but im super bored so im doing this for fun

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