Rebellious Hogwarts

HogTrain

 When I went through the barrier the last call for passengers was ringing out, quickly I ran to the old fashion steam engine as it was pulling off. I walked down the train aisle dodging paper airplanes and spitballs. "It's really just a school buss on wheels," The Aussie said under his breath but loud enough to be noticed.

He was sitting alone, all dressed up in a uniform on his lap he had a phone on his lap and a welding machine burning it to a crisp.  "If you've seen a phone before," I said as I sit across from him, "How come you looked so shocked when I whipped it out?" The Aussie asked me a question in response, "How does your phone stay on, Magic and technology don't mix, how are you charging it?" To that I pulled out my "Lightsaber" and showed him the charger port. "Thanks," The Aussie took my saber and plugged his phone in, the screen light up and the Aussie was grinning stupidly. 

I took back my saber and was bombarded with questions,

"How did you do that?"

"What's powering the charger"

"How long's the charge?"

I raised my hands in a halting movement, "Ok man, First what's your name?" The Aussie then stuck out his hand. "Zeb, I'm a second year." We shook hands and began to answer his questions to the best of my extent. By the time the candy lady came around we were already best of friends. 

I was broke and so was Zeb so after the trolly started to leave I tried to nab some M&M's off the cart my hand came away with an entire pack and in the corner we herd someone gasp. "How'd you do that?" came another voice, this time it came from the blond kid from the train station. "That lady is like a demon how'd you do that?" The two kids sat next to us, Zeb seemed to be gushing admiration to the two kids, I didn't understand.

"Who are you?" I asked inquisitively as the two other kids put their candy on the table, "Ah an American!" the blond kid stated noticing my bland accent. "Who are you?" I asked again this time sizing them up trying to determine if they could be a threat. "What part of America are you from, Fat America, Rude America, or New York?" The blond kid was trying to get on my nerves and it was working. "Who are you?" I asked exasperated, "Who are they?" I asked Zeb who was torn on who to support. Sighing he said, "That's Albus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy the biggest heroes of this generation." The dark haired kid spoke up a slight smile on his lips, "Sorry about that Scorpius can be a jerk-" "But seriously though," Scorpius cut in, "How'd you do it? It's impossible all wizarding vendors and stores have alarms so things aren't stolen.  

"Is there one at the bookstore?" I asked curiosity creeping into my voice. "Yep," Scorpius replied way too fast for my liking. My eyes widened, "Zeb, Do you still have that paper?" Zeb nodded, looking grateful to be in the conversation again. He pulled out the page I'd stolen and  showed it to Albus who red through it and pointed a series of marks on the bottom, "See here these should've activated the alarm but they didn't, kid your like a Stealth fighter when it comes to magic, anything else up your sleeve?" I was tempted to show them my lightsaber, and one look at Zeb told me he was eager to show him the charger part of it but one quick look ended all his fantasies of being the coolest kid in school. "No nothing else," I informed the two kids who after a bit of talking walked away with the M&M's, Zeb reached to get the candy back but I put my hand in front of him. "They want you to reclaim it, but if we let them have it the'll give it back to us, and what would be a better story: Going after Albus and Scorpius, or Albus and Scorpius giving a pack of candy to you?"

I popped out two headphones out of my pocket then reached into my backpack to find an aux splitter, it was in between my charger case and the blueprints of the lightsaber. I plugged in both headphones and offered one to Zeb, "You know John Coulton?" Zeb smiled, "Do you mean the two songs he did for PORTAL?" I smiled back, "Yep!" Then we listened to American nerd music for the rest of the train ride.