Finding My Way - A Harry Potter/ One Direction Fan Fiction (ON HOLD)

Chapter 4 - Time Caught Up

Louis' POV

"Lottie, slow down!"  My sister was racing through King Cross Station.  Her long brunette hair was flowing behind her.

"CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!" she yelled back.

I groaned.  I was excited for her, I mean this was her first year at Hogwarts.  She was eager and a bit hyper.

Mum had to take care of the twins, so she just dropped Lottie and I off at King Cross, hugged us goodbye, told us to send letters, and drove off.  I was responsible for Lottie... Great...

I saw Lottie stop between Platform 9 and 10 with a confused look on her face.

"Louis... what now?"

I chuckled, "What now? I didn't tell you?  Watch and learn little sister."

I hitched up my bags on my back and held my cat's cage tightly in my hand as I ran through the platform 9 barrier.  Lottie followed quickly.

She hit my arm, "Why didn't you tell me that?"

"That would take the fun out of it, wouldn't it?"  my Hazza popped up.

"HAZ!" I lunged at him and gave him a strangling hug.

"Yea, good to see you too Boo-Bear."

We stood there embracing each other until Lottie coughed.  We split and looked at her.

"I see Sammy, I'll be with her, see you later."  She waved goodbye.

We smiled and waved goofily.  That earned us an eye roll from her as she walked off.

"Where's everyone else?"  I asked Harry.

"They already have a spot on the train."

"Is Ginny there?"

"Um.. yes?" he looked at me.

"Well good..." I trailed off.

Harry shook his head and started walking towards the train.

I didn't know what was up with him, could it be that he fancied Ginny too?

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Zayn's POV

"MALIK. COME ON ALREADY!" Jonah yelled at me from my staircase.

I swung my door open, "CALM DOWN. I'M ALMOST DONE FIXING MY HAIR."

It takes me ages to do my hair, it needed to be perfect for May.

May Fare.  She's beautiful.  Lovely.  Amazing.  The way her blond hair would fall down her back, her wide green eyes, her smile that lights up a room.  I had fallen head over heels for her. 

May was in Hufflepuff house, but she knew that I wasn't the stereotypical Slytherin, thankfully.  She knew how I was so determined to change what people thought of us.

 I finished adding gel to my hair and dragged my bags down my stairs.

"Bout time," Jonah slapped my back and was inches away from messing up my hair. 

I caught his hand before it met a single strand and growled, "If you want to keep that arm, I suggest you keep your dirty hands away from my hair."

He put his hand down and laughed, "Your mum is waiting in the car."

"Help me with my stuff."

"What was that Zayn?" he was already walking out the door.  Such a great friend he is.

I grabbed my bags and walked to my mum's car.

Unfortunately, she didn't have time to see us go at King's Cross, she had work to do at the ministry, she dropped my older sister, Jonah, and I off at the station and hugged my sister and I goodbye.