Chapter 6: The Hogwarts Train
Chapter 6: The Hogwarts Train
A loud banging at her door woke Sarah, and with an annoyed sigh, she realized she had overslept. This was no doubt her escort come to show her the way.
“One minute!” she shouted, frantically throwing her clothes on.
“Ah, you’d be Sarah then, Dumbledore sent me” the young ladies lack of response to his massive size puzzled Hagrid a bit, but he shrugged it off. It was nice actually, to have someone look at him for the first time and not be surprised or shocked by his size, a result of having a Giant as one of his parents.
“I am the Keeper of grounds and keys at Hogwarts and the Care of Magical Creatures Professor”
Grabbing up the lone, rather small suitcase Hagrid continued “we’ve got to hurry, or we’ll miss the train, don’t worry about the bill, I’m told Gringotts in covering that”
Hagrid could not help but shoot Sarah a puzzled look. He wasn’t deaf, he had heard the rumours. Gringotts summarily closed, Gringotts Goblins abandoning their posts, Gringotts Goblins seen escorting this young lady around Diagon Alley.
It was for the Goblins, very out of character and he could see no apparent reason for it. She was rumoured to be a muggle, not even a witch too. Not that he had a problem with muggles, oh no, it was just… odd. Hagrid shrugged it off, opting to concentrate on getting Sarah to the train on time, he trusted Dumbledore to know what he was doing.
Hagrid stumbled, his thoughts slamming back to Sarah in an instant as her words registered. He was a gentle soul. Loyal only to his friends and he had never gotten used to the way people tended to look whenever he passed through the Muggle part of the station. He tended to concentrate on ignoring it, but Sarahs words made him lose concentration.
“Pardon? What did ya say?”
Hagrid eyes grew wide, as Sarah replied, “What’s the illusion on the concrete wall over there for, between platforms 9 and ten”
“You can see that?” Hagrid cursed himself mentally, of course she could otherwise she wouldn’t have mentioned it, and his shout had attracted far more attention then he wanted.
“It’s the entrance to the platform, just walk through only try not to be noticed, we don’t want muggles finding out understood?”
Hagrid passed the suitcase back over as Sarah, still a little sleepy, just nodded, “right here’s your suitcase… and here’s your ticket, I’d best be off, its start of term so the train will be packed, so you just watch out for those slytherins, trouble makers the lot of them”
Hagrid watched as Sarah disappeared into the platform, grinning slightly as the Weasleys passed through straight behind her and with a crack, disapparated.
Sarah smiled as she took the slight step onto the old style carriages of the train, Hagrid had been nice, big but with Ludo as a friend, she was used to that but this train was something else. Steam… who used steam trains anymore?
This had to be a classic and yet it was being used to transport kids to their school. She knew the kids would never appreciate the beauty of it so why bother? Unless that’s because it was the way it was done. She knew of a lot of things that were done just because it was the way it had always been done and this had to be one of them. Certainly emphasised the old school attitudes she had seen in Diagon Alley.
Sarah grimaced as she landed on her arse, blushing as she realised her distraction had caused her to walk straight into a wall. Then she looked up, and it wasn’t a wall.
“Sorry” she grimaced, rising to her feet, “I’m…”
“Goyle, quit ogling the Ravenclaw and get over here, potty will be arriving soon and I want you ready”
Sarah snorted as she saw the bully, and from first impression she knew bully was most likely the best word to use, along with rich brat and grabbed her case up again, searching for an empty seat.
The first one she found was with a pair of redheads, the boy of the two looking up startled as if he recognised her.
“Is the seat taken?”
“No, go ahead”
Thankfully, Sarah smiled at the boy before dragging her case into the compartment.
“I’m Ron Weasley and this is Ginny. I don’t think I’ve seen you here before, are you a transfer?”
Sarah shook her head, wondering at the slight edge in Ron’s words, “no… I’m new, Dumbledore invited me”
Inwardly, Sarah smiled as the two relaxed instantly. She had chosen the right words to say, not always her best of skills.
The door clattered open, and a group walked in, two more pausing slightly, looks of recognition and surprise on their faces.
“That’s Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom and Harry Potter” Ron added, introducing the three as they sat down.
“Potter…” Sarah wondered at their rolling eyes, they were acting as if she hadn’t surprised them by recognising the name, was this boy some kind of celebrity in this world or something? “Would you be who the greaseball and his grunts meant when they said they had to be ready for Potty to arrive?”
Their eyes bugged out, and snorts filled the room as the train slowly began pulling from the station.
“Probably” Ron replied, snickering a little, “You’ve met Draco Malfoy and his ‘grunts’” Ron snorted again, “Crabbe and Goyle”
The door slammed open again, “talking about me again Potty? Why, I didn’t know you cared”
Sarah rolled her eyes, she had definitely pegged this one right.
“What are you doing in here amongst mudblood filth? Anyone whom the Gringotts Goblins bow too can do better than this!”
Sarah just shook her head, “you missed your chance didn’t you? Wanted to be ready for potty to arrive didn’t you say?”
She snorted, enjoying the outraged and disgruntled look on Malfoys face, people like him were so easy to read “well, can I just say that if you really need a potty they should have one at Hogwarts for you but at your age, you really should know how to use a proper toilet…”
Malfoys face flushed red as laughter filled the compartment, but Sarah wasn’t finished, “I can recognise a bully when I see one and I am not interested in becoming one of your lackeys”
Furious, Malfoy started to pull his wand out but stopped when he noticed that five wands were already drawn and pointed at him threateningly, “you’ll pay for your insults mudblood”
Sarah concentrated, summoning forth a crystal ball as he stormed off down the corridor, dragging his lackeys behind him. With a smirk, she sent it rolling down the corridor after him.
“Where did that come from?” Neville asked, wide eyed.
Sarah just smiled secretively.