An Elf Becomes A Wizard - Part 7
"Here we are. Platform 9 ¾ ." said Lucius, "You go first Narcissa."
Mrs. Malfoy nodded and went ahead of her husband. She walked strait into the barrier between platforms nine and ten, but instead of crashing into it, she went strait through. Anais stared open-eyed. She had seen strange things in this world, but nothing like that.
"Its quite easy don't be afraid," said Lucius, stepping aside to let her pass. She did the same as Mrs. Malfoy and walked strait into the barrier. She found herself standing in front of a great train. The Hogwarts express. In a second Lucius and Draco appeared. Draco and his family said goodbye to each other an Draco's parents went back through the barrier.
"Come on Anais. Lets get on the train. I want you to meet two of my friends." They climbed aboard, dragging their trunks behind them. "There they are." said Draco as they peered into on of the compartments. "Crabbe, Goyle, they you to are." His voice surprise Anais. When he had talked to her it was so soft and sweet, but now it seemed... commanding. Draco ushered her in. "Anais, this is Crabbe and Goyle. Guys this is Anais."
"Hello," said Anais. A train whistle blew and the train began to move. "Draco, I think I'm going to look around while you catch up with your friend. I won't be long." Before he could object she out the door. She didn't like Crabbe and Goyle anymore then she like Draco's father.
"Excuse me," Anais turned around. A chubby, round faced boy stood in front of her, "I'm sorry to bother you, but have you seen my toad? I've seemed to have lost him."
Anais shook her head, I'm sorry I haven't, but if I do I'll tell you. I'm Anais. What's your name?"
"Well Neville, I'll come find you if I find your toad."
"Thanks." Anais continued down the corridor.
"Are you lost?" came a voice from one of the compartment. There were three kids inside, a red head with lots on freckles, a messy black haired boy with glasses, and a girl with bushy, brown hair. It was the red head that had talked to her.
"No, I'm not lost. Just looking around."
"Oh, I'm Ron Weasley" he said, "And this is Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter." pointing to the other two.
Anais walked further in, "I'm Anais Evenstar." So that was Harry Potter. The one Professor McGonagall had spoke of. There didn't seem anything special about him. Only a lightning shaped scar on his forehead, but lots of people had scars. Anais had plenty.
"Well, you three best be changing into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon." said Hermione as she left.
"So Anais, what house do you think you'll be in?" said Harry, breaking the silence.
"I don't know. They all sound wonderful." she replied, sitting where Hermione had been.
"I don't care where I'm at as long as I'm not in Slytherin." mumbled Ron, his mouthed full of Cauldron Cake.
"Why, what's so bad about Slytherin?"
"There's not a witch or wizard who's gone bad that wasn't in Slytherin." Anais still didn't completely understand. She secretly had wanted to be in Slytherin, so she could be with Draco and have Professor Snape as her head of house.
"Oh. Well I think I'll take Hermiones advice and change. See you." As she headed back to Draco she found an empty compartment in which she changed in. After she had finished she saw Draco and his friends come out of Harry and Ron's compartment.
"Oh there you are. I see you've changed too." his voice was soft as it had once been. Gently, he took her by the hand, "Come on we're almost there." He pulled her through the hallway. They both laughed as they stumbled into the front of the train. Crabbe and Goyle followed sluggishly behind them. With a jerk the train came to a stop. Draco lead the way down the stairs into the night air.
"First years over here!" came a booming voice, "First years don't be shy!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione came out behind them. They followed the giant over to a gathering of boats. Anais, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle climbed into one.
"Sii im mankoi hein ekhant nin haitha ba an- lle."-Now I know why they made me go home with you- Anais whispered to Draco, "ta vanima," -Its beautiful-
He set a hand on her shoulder, "ve lle."-Like you-