Inner Darkness (on hold)

|6| Platform 9 ¾

A/N: I have made up my own character that is not in the harry potter books and she is first seen in this chapter.

The girl is not focused on very much in this chapter but is one of the main characters in the story and I wanted to give you guys a heads up.

She is mentioned as Dracos sister but thats all Im saying for now, I just wanted to clarify that to prevent any confusion.

I hope you guys like it and please press the star.💚

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'I unclenched my fist as streams of blood trickled down my fingertips'

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I had gathered all of my purchases, and Dan was reading out the writing on my train ticket as we made our way to the underground on the outskirts of London.

Thankfully, Hope found a shrinking spell in a book she brought with her. All of my belongings, except for Harley, were now reduced to pocket size.

Trying to push our way through the busy streets, the three of us talked about what we thought it would be like at Hogwarts, about the friends I would make and how safe I would be there.

"Now listen, I get that you will be moving who knows how far away, but you better write and if you even think of replacing Hope and I, I swear t-" before he could finish his ludicrous speech, I positioned him into a head lock and I rubbed his skull with my sharp knuckles.

Thankfully, without drawing any attention to himself, Dan used his strength and speed to pull me off. Then he pushed me away from him and near Hope.

I stumbled a few steps backwards before I sturdied myself and narrowed my eyes toward him. Dan looked away and then back at the ticket as he was scanning the text.

Luckily, Hope had some money in her pocket after a job she did, and we used it to buy our passes for the subway. Hagrid, being the idiot he was, forgot to mention that we had to catch another train in order to get to Kings Cross. I swear that man will be the death of me.

We got through the gate and onto the train but there were no seats, so we had to stand. My legs were getting tired so I walked over to a scrawny man- he looked about mid-thirties, maybe fourties-taking up three seats(he had a ton of music gear and was taking up way more space than needed).

I walked over to him and put on the friendliest smile I could gather, then adjusted my voice to cutesy mode acting as pleasant as possible, maybe that would help my chances of getting him to move.

"Um, hello sir. I was wondering if maybe you could move your things so my friends and I could take a seat. We've had a long day and we are all tired."

He didn't seem to care, so I slightly pouted and batted my eyelashes at him, in hopes that he would feel sorry for the helpless young girl standing in front of him.

I don't think he fully comprehended the situation based on my actions- or maybe he misread what was going on- because a devilish smirk appeared across his dry lips, as he licked them slowly while eyeing my body to my feet and back up again.

He opened his mouth and cleared his throat as he began to talk.

"Why it would be my pleasure. My name is Joe but I can only free two seats, so uh, how about you come sit on my lap me lovely"

Is he for real? Who the fuck did he think he was talking to with his cracked teeth and torn clothes?!

He tapped his thigh and once again looked me up and down, only this time it was slower, then he paused when he got to my chest and up to my eyes.