Deb and I refuse to write a sappy love-story...
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I had finally accepted the fact I was a witch, only when I got onto the train, where I had to walk through a wall to get to the other side. Except I had come in a little old, so I would have to be put in a year younger than I would have been. So I'd be a fourth year.
Sure, I had read all the books, and all that, but I'm not sure if this was all real or not, but I went along with it.
I found an empty compartment, and put my old trunks in the compartment, and sat down, playing with my light-brown hair in nervousness.
Four people who seemed around the same age as me opened the compartment door. "Can we sit in here, everwhere else is full," the one with glasses said.
I nodded, and when one of them was about to sit next to me, I put my legs up and smirked. "As you can see, my legs are there."
"Oh really?" he asked, and moved my legs.
My eyes skimmed over him, and he smirked.
I burst into laughter. "You're a little full of yourself, aren't you?" I smirked, making his drop, then a satisfied smiled played over my lips.
"Satisfied, are you?" he flirted.
"As a kitten," I flirted back. Yes, I was flirting with him, but I'm never going to get into a relationship with him.
His friends had started to laugh.
I put my legs up, and pushed my shoes into his legs.
"So, what's your names?" I asked once I was comfortable.
"Ladie's first, isn't it?" the one next to me said.
"A guy invented that line so he could look at a ladies ass," I said.
The boy's laughed again.
"I'm James," the one with glasses said, "that's Peter," he said, gesturing to the fatter one, "Remus," pointing to the one who was absorbed in the book. "And he's Sirius," he said, nodding his head at the one sitting next to me.
"And what's yours?" Sirius asked.
"Harley, Davidson" I said. "Make any cracks about my name, I throw you out window."
"Wonder what house you'll get into?" James asked.
"House?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
They got onto a full explanation of the school houses.
"What the hell is a Pufflehuff?" I asked, and reaslised I said it wrong. "And no, I did not intend that word to come out like that."
They laughed, and explained the house.
Sirius started on cheesy pick up lines.
"Where have you been all my life?"
"Hiding from you... How the hell did you find me?"
"Does Beauty run in your family?" he asked.
"It obviously doesn't run in yours," I said, pulling out my book, and reading it.
"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I would put U and I together."
"I've already rearranged the alphabet to have N and O next to each other," I replied, flipping my page. I love Skulduggery Pleasant...
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