all four of us along with my owl, red and xavier's, champ arrived at the platform with 30 minutes to spare, because according to pa we had to reach every place atleast an hour prior to make sure we dont get stuck with the soggy food; in this case soggy..seats?
"well maybe this is just an insanely elaborate prank, maybe someone is doing this as a million dollar experiment or something" ma exclaimed
"dont be silly love, we saw that gentleman at the wizard bank, griggor-"
"gringotts dad" xavier corrected
"yes there, he was definitely not one of us mere humans. how do u explain that?"
"but it says here platform 9 and 3/4th, there is no such platform here. we've been stuck in between going back and forth for the last 10 minutes!" ma was beginning to get unsettled,
suddenly a tiny army of red heads, more specifically the ones we met at ollivander's came into our view. beside them was a scrawny green eyed boy with circular glasses.
"its our ron's first year too, we'll show you how to get through dear" the kind looking redhead, presumably the mom said to the spectacled boy.
"OH MOLLY, we were so lost" my mom shrieked,
apparently my mom had become quite good friends with the lady we saw when they met at diagon alley, i soon learned that this army of red heads were the 'weasley family'. i didn't pay much attention to any of them although i did notice these tall twins looking at me and snickering amongst themselves.
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i was currently sitting in a compartment with ron and the green eyed boy, who's name i've learned is harry potter.
xavier on the search to find a new compartment along with us, found place in one with a number of boys in them and him being the social butterfly he is, he somehow got one of them to invite him to sit with them within 3 seconds.
he did assure me that he would come to find me sometime later, but i didn't mind as i was quite comfortable with ron and harry's company-
"can i-" ron asked harry unsurely
"the scar? here" harry moved his nest of hair to show a thunderbolt like scar on his forehead.
"im so sorry, but won- er i meant ron, i dont understand. do you know harry?" i asked feeling left out
"oh ofcourse you're a muggleborn- sit tight luna this ones a long story" ron said
we spend most of our time after that discussing the story of 'the harry potter'. it was weird to say the least and harry himself seemed as confused as me at some parts despite the story being about him. needless to say within the span of the ride to hogwarts, ive grown quite fond of both ron and harry, more so i felt so incredibly bad for harry for all that had happened to him at such a young age.
with meeting the bushy haired; hermoine and her impeccable ambition and harry treating us to practically the entire trolley of candies, the ride was pretty eventful.
we got there and i was introduced to hagrid, who only reminded me of the bfg from roald dahl's book. only hermoine got that reference, and i was already feverently talking to her whilst we were being escorted inside hogwarts.
i lost ron and harry for a while, but did have xavier and his friend, justin finch and hermoine to talk to. i had read hogwarts : a history hence i knew of the house system.
"i hope we get into the same house lulu, despite hating you to the core it will be weird not being around you constantly" xavier said from beside me
"yeah, i hope so too" i said, and grabbed his hand and interlocked our pinkeys; something our parents taught us to do to feel comforted in times of need.
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"adam, luna" professor mcgonagall called out.
i nervously stepped out of the crowd and walked towards the old chair with the sorting hat. for some reason i felt like i walked weird or maybe it was just the conciousness of having so many eyes on me.
"ah yes Luna Adams, we'll call you that for now. aren't you interesting?
with kindness as deep as a Hufflepuff and revenge as desired as a Slytherin. you have a fire within you, which burns of loyalty. i cant wait for things to unfold little one.
GRYFFINDOR!!"
i got up from the chair and the adrenaline quickly made my legs move towards the cheering table. i sat down wherever i found empty, and didn't realise with whom. my mind was too distant with questions of what the hat meant by 'we'll call you that for now' and if xavier will be sorted into the same house as me or not; when suddenly i was put out of my trance by a poke on my left arm
"you good? or did the hat suck some blood out of your head, you look tensed" one of the weasley twins said, couldnt tell which one though. ron did inform me of their names during the train ride
"uhm- yeah just- it said something and im trying to make sense of it and my brother is out there too so i guess im worried we wont be sorted into the same house" i rambled
"well-" before he could say more, i heard my brother's name being called and i quickly nudged his ribs in order to get him to stop talk
"that tickl- what was that for?"
"just shhh" i had my eyes trained on my brother
after a while the hat shouted out,
"HUFFLEPUFF!!"
instantly my brother's eyes landed on mine, my mouth had slightly parted out of the shock and i could tell his eyes were watery.
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hermoine, ron and harry had all gotten sorted into gryffindor, which provided me with a minute bit of comfort but my mind kept going back to xavier. the place where he was sat at, i couldn't even see him, he was covered by a tall hufflepuff sitting right in front of him, blocking my view.
after the feast, where i realised as delicious as the food was i couldn't enjoy it much. we were taken to our dorms immediatly. the common room was basically if my dream house had a living room area. it was warm, comforting and a plethora of space was provided for the students to lounge on. i was also roomed with hermoine which made me feel, again, a tad bit better.
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it was around 1am, i couldnt sleep knowing i have no idea how xavier is doing. dejected i went to the common room to get some fresh air-
"YOU. you scared me, why do your footsteps sound so weewee?"
"weewee? what in the world is weewee?" i asked the tall red head, the same twin i had sat next to earlier in the hall.
"i dont know you tell me. you're a first year and its 1 am. why are you here?" he asked
"i couldn't sleep"
"too much in your head?"
"something like that...im luna, by the way. figured i never properly introduced myself" i said as i went and sat next to the fireplace
"im george, george weasley. i have a twin, so it might take some time for you to figure out who's who. if i look exceptionally good then its me, if i look alright then its probably fred"
"ill keep that in mind, im a twin too. he got sorted into hufflepuff" i said with a tight lipped smile
"and you want to see how he's doing, i assume?" he asked
"well- yes how'd you know?"
"luna, im a twin myself. not being around fred..just feels wrong, plus you rambled about it right after u got sorted. "
"oh yeah! that was you, who had to face the wrath of my immense rib nudge"
"that was merely a poke but alright." he said,
he came and stood in front of the fireplace and looked at me questioningly for about a few seconds-
"do you think you would feel better if you went to see him?" george asked
"yes but its past curfew and i don't know how to get there. ill just talk to him tomorrow morning"
"listen i could get you there, and i have a lot of experience with sneaking about. so you dont have to worry about getting caught, i just gotta go get the map" he explained.
i gave in and george showed me this brilliant map. he and his twin had nicked from filch's office, we got to the hufflepuff tower and i spoke to xavier.
we both spoke and eventually landed on the fact that we will meet once every week and spend 3 hours with each other. and have dinner with each other daily, we also promised to never ever let a secret marinate and tell it to each other as soon as possible.
feeling a lot better i left the tower with george. i didnt understand why george had helped me that much that night, despite not even knowing me. but i did know that he didnt know how much it meant to me. we somehow had roamed the entire castle and only come back at around 2:30am. i had a weird amount of fun that night with george, the weird comforting-fun.
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author's note- 3rd year, here after yay.