SPLiT-Ch. 3- "SCREAMiNG iNFEDELiTiES."

I got on the train just as it began to move.
Where am I going to sit? I thought. Just then, I heard a familiar voice.
Lola!
I turned around to see none other than Draco Malfoy.
I ran up to him and hugged him. He leaned down to kiss me. We didnt make out or anything, it was just a small kiss.
"Here, Lo. You can come sit with me."
"Lets go."
Draco lead me to a compartment. Inside it were several teenagers all wearing their robes with a serpent on the chest.
"Lola," said Draco. "Im really sorry, but I have to go with the other prefects, but I should be back soon."
"Ok. I'll see you."
While he was gone, Pansy kept saying things about my blood not being pure enough. I told her off. I was so close to hexing her to death. Lucky for her, Draco was back after a reasonably short time.
"Lola, you should go change into your robes. I know it'll be a while before we get there, but you should be ready."
"You're right," I told Draco.
I went and changed into my robes. When I got back to the compartment, I heard something that hurt me. I wasn't going to tell anyone it hurt me, of course. That showed too much weakness.
"Draco, why are you with her?" That was the girl called Pansy.
"I don't want to be with her. She means nothing to me. She's just some filthy little mudblood. I only want to be with you," said Draco. He leaned in to kiss her. That became a heavy make out session. When they finally broke apart, Draco looked around and saw me. He opened his mouth to speak, but I said, "I't's over, Malfoy."
"I didn't mean"- he began.
"Fuck you, Malfoy," I said, giving him the finger.
I grabbed my trunk and ran to the farthest compartment away from Malfoy.
I opened the door. There was 3 people in there. A black haired guy with glasses. Why did he look familiar? Whatever. There was another guy holding some weird plant thing. There was also a girl with blonde hair reading a magazine upside down.
*WTF?* I thought to myself.
"Do you guys mind if I sit here?" I asked.
The guy with the plant was too busy staring at his toad to notice me. The girl with the magazine simply stared at me with wide eyes. The most normal looking out of the three looked at me and said, "No, you can sit here."
I sat down next to the guy with glasses. I wasnt sitting by those weirdos.
"I'm Lola Eagleson," I said, holding out a hand towards him.
"Harry Potter", he said taking my hand.
I introduced myself to the others. The plant guy's name was Neville Longbottom. The girl's name was Luna Lovegood.
"I'm new here, so I don't know how you get sorted. Can you tell me?" I asked to no one in particular.
The blonde girl, Luna?, was the first to answer.
"They put the sorting hat on your head and it tells you which house you should be in." Her voice was very dreamy and sort of far off sounding.
"Oh. So, what are the houses?" I asked. I had only heard of Slytherin and I definitely didn't want to go there anymore.
"There's Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin," said Harry.
"How does the hat know where to put you?" I asked.
"Well, Gryffindor is usually where the brave people go," said Neville.
Finally that guy talks.
"And Ravenclaw is where-"
"Mentals in training go."
I looked around. The compartment door was sliding open. Standing there was none other than the one person I didn't want to see.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" asked Harry, with an obvious air of dislike.
"Nothing that concerns you, Potter," said Malfoy, with just as much hatred.
"I told you to fuck off you jackass," I told him.
"Lola, I just want to say, that Im sorry about earlier. And If you want, I'm willing to take you back."
"Why would I want some man whore like you? Go to hell you fucking dusche," I said, hatefully.
"I thought I made myself clear when I flipped you off and ran out of your compartment. Go snog Pansy. I can't believe I thought you were an okay guy. I'll give you this, you're a pretty good actor. Now leave before I kick your ass," I finished.
"Im not leaving unless you come with me," he said.
I stood up and pulled out my wand. Soon I had my wand pointed in his face.
Some of you are probably wonderin why I used my wand if I could do magic without it. Well, my parents didn't think it was a good idea to tell anyone about my powers. I had only told Hermione, Steph, and Nate, but they don't count anyway.
There is a plus side to having these powers. The ministry can't detect any magic I do without a wand. I don' know why. If I get into trouble and my parents give me work to do, I just use my magic. My parents still think I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school. Well, let's get back to the story.
"Get the hell away from me before I hex you to death," I said in my most dangerous voice.
"I'll have you one day, Lola," he said before leaving.
"Don't worry about him, Lola," said Harry.
"The blibbering humdingers will catch up to him," said Luna.
Well, she's a bit strange. Nice, but strange.
I didn't bother asking Luna what... those were. Instead,
I sighed and leaned against the window. Soon I forgot all about Malfoy.
Harry Potter; why does that name sound familiar?
I pondered this for a while. Then I remembered,
He's the baby Voldemort couldnt kill. Now everyone thinks he belongs in the loony bin for saying Voldemort was back. I think that Luna girl should go first. Harry seemed nice to me. Soon, I began to think about other things. I remembered when Dumbledore had come to my house this summer.
.:Flashback:.
I was listening in the kitchen while my parents spoke to Dumbledore in the living room. I hadnt heard from Dumbledore in three years.
"David, Genevieve, you need to think about Holleys safety."
So, he's still calling me Holley, I thought.
Crazy old man. He's mad. But he is brilliant.
"We have been thinking. We know Voldemort has returned and is somewhere in Europe," said my father.
"Surely she'll be safer here," said my mother.
"You know that Voldemort will want to find her," said Dumbledore.
"Holley will be so much safer at Hogwarts," he said. "But know this:Holley's powers could be very dangerous if made public...I have already informed you of the situation with Harry Potter."
"Yes you have," said my mother.
"I simply wanted to inform you that Harry Potter is not at all how the ministry of magic makes him out to be. Now, I will tell you about Holley."Then Dumbledores voice changed to a whisper. I strained to hear, but couldn't. Soon I gave up and went to my room.
.:End Of Flashback:.

Now I heard the compartment door slide open. I didnt really care about who it was. I was still wondering why Voldemort wanted to find me.
"Lola?"
I knew that voice.
"Hermione!" I exclaimed.
I ran up to her and hugged her. I'd missed my cousin a lot since I saw her last summer.
"Oh, Lola, this is Ron," said Hermione, pointing to a guy with red hair.
Okay, now I know why Harry looked familiar, but why did this guy look familiar?
"Nice to meet you," I said to him.
"Apparently, you've met everyone else," said Hermione.
"Yeah," I said.
"Did the trolley already come by?" asked Ron.
"Yes, Ronald Weasley. We saved you some. Don't worry, I kept the lanifs away from your food," said Luna, dreamily.
"Oh,uh, thanks," said Ron with an expression that clearly showed he was a bit weirded out by Luna. Soon after the arrival of Ron and Hermione, came the arrival of Steph and Nate. They were introduced to everyone. How everyone fit is still a mystery to me, but we managed. Soon, maybe too soon, seeing as we were having so much fun, the train came to a stop.

I was in the headmaster's office. Dumbledore had placed the sorting hat on my head. The feast would be starting a little late.

"A brave one eh? Daring also. You'd do well in Gryffindor," said the hat in my ear.
*I didnt know you talked*, I thought.
"Yeah, I talk," the hat said. "Now, on with the sorting. You're smart too. Ravenclaw could be a good choice for you. I don't think Hufflepuff would be good though. Slytherin could be a good choice for you too though."
*Ugh, not Slytherin.*
"Not Slytherin, eh? You remind me of another student."
*Who?*
"Nevermind that. I know where to put you now. GRYFFINDOR!"
*No need to yell*, I thought as the hat was taken off my head.

"Alright, Holley, Professor McGonagall will escort you back to the great hall," said Professor Dumbledore.
Sir, why don't you call me Lola?" I asked him.
"You will find out soon, Holley," he said.
I just nodded. Yep, this guy was off his rocker. It did make me feel a little curious though.
Soon we had arrived at the great hall. McGonagall pointed to the GRYFFINDOR Table. I sat down between Nate and Harry. Steph was in Ravenclaw. Ron and Hermione were arguing as usual. That was when I was introduced to Fred and George Weasley, Ron's older twin brothers. The feast was pretty boring. When we finally got to Gryffindor tower we were all exhausted.
I was rooming with Hermione and some other girls I didn't know. I think Herminoe was trying to tell me their names when I fell asleep in my warm bed.