The Snake and the Eagle

chapter one

He honestly didnt know what to expect when he arrived at the wall between platform 9 and 10. He might of thought that there would be a train waiting in front of him, but instead was met with just a wall between platform 9 and 10. He thought it was a cruel joke at first but after watching a young boy and girl run straight into and threw the wall with their carts full of luggage he thought other wise. For a moment he stared in wonder as people passed him by, paying no mind to the young boy who only had a baby polar bear, a backpack, and a satchel. No words for the young children and few adults here and there rushing through and disappearing a wall either. This was the wizarding world for you, sometimes it never stopped surprising one.

The young man only snapped out of it when his young polar bear cub, tiny as could be, just a runt to be exact, started to squirm in his arms. With a sigh the young man corrected his favorite white brown spotted hat before charging at the wall and disappearing like the other young and older wizards before him. He felt a small shiver go down his spine as he passed through the wall and ended up in a dark steam train station, the smell of oil and coal filled his nose as the sound of animals, wheels and peoples voices filled his ears in the space of platform 9 3/4. It was crowded, people pushing slightly against one another to get past and board the train, children talking amonst each other, friends met once again for the school year and new ones made. Some children clung to older wizards, receiving kisses and hugs of fair wells from one another till the holiday breaks come to pass. The young man ignored all of this, being a first year he had no friends and had no intrest in making any. He was also alone, no family to bid him good luck in the years to come, only his young polar bear to keep him company in his studies for the years at hogwarts.

Once through the crowed he borded the train and found a cabin empty to sit in for the long juorney. He looked around for a moment before entering and closing the door behind him and closing the curtains. Once sure he was alone he put his young friend down along with his luggage before sitting down and sighing with relief at the fact he was alone and it was quiet. He turned his head to look at his reflection in the window and frowned at the sight before him. Pail white patchy skin, silver blue eyes with every bags under them, a thick long black coat, and raven blue shaggy hair that went well with his young baby face, puberty not hitting the young boy yet. He stared at his reflection for a while in disgust, his eyes drifting over the white spots along his skin, wishing they would disappear but never seem to obey his wish.

Only did the young boy look away when he heard his young polar bear groan at him and nuzzle his way into his lap. The runt laying on his back and looking up at the young boy who couldnt help but shake his head and sport a small hiden smile. Slowly his hand reaching down to ruffle and finger the young polar bears soft white fur as he sighed.
"I hear ya loud and clear bepo-ya." He said softly before leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes.

He woke with a startle, body tense and eyes wide as he nearly falls out of his seat from fright, sweat slowly slipping down his forehead and into his eyes. Bepo groans at his master, head tilted to the side in worry as he nuzzles his hand and the young boy sighs as he pets his worried compainon to reasure him after taking off his treasured hat to wipe the sweat away. He places the hat down and stands to take off his jacket only to reveal a yellow long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up to match his long spotted blue jeans and boots. Only when the young man looks up is he met with another startling situation.

Hes not alone in the cabin anymore.

A young man about his age sits acrossed from him, long raven black hair, brownish gold eyes, tan skin sporting freckles across his cheeks to acompany his bright white smile. He wears a orange cowboy hat with a tank top, red bead necklace, black shorts, and some combat boots, his left bisept sporting a tattoo spelling Asce with the S crossed out. The young man in front of the other laughs when he sees the other jump almost ten feet in the air, a smile still across his face.