this is literal trash but ok

Coming Home

I stood at the platform waiting for the scarlet red train to take me home. I stood alone, holding my black cat who was called Jasmine. My mother's cold words echoed in my ear. “Don't expect me to write."

Of course, I was used to this, but it still hurts. No matter how many times, it never failed to do so. I put Jasmine on the dirty floor and went through my trunk. After a few moments of searching I found the two things I was  searching. My watch and my book.

The watch was probably the only nice thing that I owned. I has a silver back and silver hands. The numbers were Roman numerals and the strap was a silver chain. I loved it with all my heart. On the back the initials engraved on it was RR.  I looked at it, still ten minutes to go. I laid my luggage on the side  an  sat on it.

“Come here Jasmine." I said to the cat. She stalked over and climbed in my lap. I opened up the book to page 137. I was reading Gone With the Wind for the fourth time. I cried every time. I was able to read seven pages before the train came. I read the letters on the side.

“Hogwarts Express." I whispered to myself. I picked up my luggage and went aboard the train.

The captain greeted me with a friendly smile and a tip of his hat. I smiled back, but said nothing.

I climbed into the very first compartment and sank deep into the world of the beautiful novel. As time went on, more and more students climbed onto the train. The noise got louder and louder. Students shouting farewells to their parents and calling out to each other and catching up  on each other's lives. By  I didn't do that. No, I was too busy living in the world of my favourite book.

Everyone passed me, not wanting to sit with the weird loner. But I didn't care, not really, I guess...

The whistle blew and more people stampeded onto the train. As the train started to move, four more people burst onto the train. I looked up at them with a disapproving look. What were they doing?

Then, I realized who they were. James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and Sirius Black. They ran right past me and  my compartment. Like I was invisible. And I was.

I was surprised when they came back. Peter pointed at me.  No, I thought, not this. They approached me and opened the door. They waved to me. I ignored them.

“Mind if we sit here?" James asked. I didn't answer. He shrugged and and sat down on the bench across from me. They all squished together on one bench. I felt sort of guilty.

For a while I was left alone. That was, until the trolley woman came. “Want anything from the trolley?" she asked. I shook my head, but the four boys took several coins out of their pockets. After the had purchased an assortment of food, they dug in.

“Want some?" Peter asked. It took me several seconds for me to realized he was talking to me. Me, Riley Summons.

“No, thanks." I mumbled.

“Sorry, didn't quite catch that." Sirius said with a mouthful of food.

“No, thanks." I said quite a bit louder and very forcefully. I was taken a back by how strong that came out.

“Sorry for asking." Peter said, annoyed, “Just trying to be friendly."

My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I decided to keep quite. Once the snacks were almost gone, James wiped his hands on his robes.

“Well, might as well introduce myself. I'm James Potter, that's Sirius, that's Peter, and that's Remus. You must be new. I'm in my fifth year." James said boldly.

I looked up from my book. That annoyed me.“1. I'm not new here. 2. I know who you are, and 3. I'm in your year." Then, I shut my mouth and went back to reading. The four boys murmured among themselves.

“Sorry." Sirius said.

“Don't worry, I get it all the time." I said. I really did feel bad.

The rest of the ride was full of awkward glances and hushed talking. By the time we got to Hogwarts, we were all in our robes and ready to leave. I quickly left the compartment and got into the first carriage. I rode alone to Hogwarts. At least I was alone and home.

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Hello, this is my first Marauders fan fiction so I hope you like it. I might not end up continuing this because I might get bored and we don't know much about their early years so I'll probably get several things wrong about them. Sorry. I do not plan on this being  a romance thing. 

-CORA