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Triple Bond: Harry Potter
By Victoria Rachael Eichhorn
Monday, December 2nd, 2013
CHAPTER 1
My name is Rachelle Darkwater. I’m an American Witch, and was considered a Squib until my 18th birthday. My family and I were very surprised when, instead of blowing out the candles, I… blew up the cake. My family is sending me to Hogwarts, the best wizarding school in England, to learn to control my newfound magics. I’m as bad at controlling my abilities as a freaking first-year. Not exactly an ego booster… my parents dropped my brother and I off at Kings Cross Station. I could feel my heart beating through my chest as we boarded the train. My brother is Corvo Darkwater, a 16 year old pain in my ass. We rarely get along for long periods of time because we’re both so extremely different that we butt heads CONSTANTLY! I probably won’t see much of him. We o tur supplies in America and our (modern) robes. Corvo chose as his animal to bring, while I chose a beautiful grey owl. I named him Hidan, after a character from my favorite Anime.
I’ve often wondered if I was adopted, although I KNOW I’m not. It’s because my brother and I look nothing alike. Corvo has long brown hair, hazel eyes and olive tone skin. I have dirty-blonde hair, royal-blue eyes and very pale skin. Om says I’m attractive, but I have yet to find someone who shares her opinion.
We’re attending Hogwarts after the events of The Great War. Mom and Dad helped fight, but we weren’t allowed to participate. The enemy was Voldemort or something. Not sure on the details but whatever. Hogwarts had made a complete recovery, with a little help from magic of course.
I sighed as I stared out the window to wave goodbye to my parents.
“What’s wrong Rach?” Corv (short for Corvo) asked “You look…reproachful.”
I could tell I was concerning my brother with my attitude, so I smiled and shook my head. “It’s nothing Corv. I just feel like anything or everything could go wrong this year.” I explained to my brother as we heard the conductor shout the last call. I was so out of it that I didn’t notice someone approaching our compartment until they opened the door and spoke.
“Excuse me” hearing the unfamiliar voice, I stiffened, my left hand on a throwing knife strapped to my leg and my right on my wand. I relaxed when I realized that it was another student. “Yes?”
“Could we join you? All of the others are full.” I sized up our new company, gauging whether or not they were a possible threat. She seemed nice so I nodded. She walked in with two boys behind her. One had red hair and freckles, a trademark ginger. The other had black, unruly hair (much like my own, only shorter) and emerald green eyes. The one with dark hair sat next to me while the girl and the ginger sat with my brother.
“I’m Rachelle Darkwater, but you can call me Rach” I gestured to my brother “and this is my brother, Corvo. He’s a 6th year and I’m an 8th year.”
“Pleased to meet you. I’m Hermionie Granger.” She gestured to the redhead “this is Ronald Weasley, you can call him Ron.” She started to point to the boy with green eyes but sighed “And I’m sure you know who this is.” She said it tiredly, as if she had explained something too many times.
My brother and I shrugged. “Actually, no, we don’t.” they looked surprised and I offered a hurried explanation, hoping to not have offended them. “We’re Americans, and it’s our first year at Hogwarts.”
“Ah, thought I’d never seen you before” the brunette spoke up “I’m Harry Potter, and although I don’t like the attention, they call me the ‘Golden Boy’ or ‘The Boy Who Lived’” he shuddered in something akin to disgust. “But I hate being called those names. I may have defeated Voldemort, but I had a lot of help dong it.” He gave me a bright smile “It’s nice to meet you Rach, Corv.”
I looked over at Ron, who had been extremely quiet, only to find he had fallen asleep and was snoring loudly. My brother, picking up that Hermionie was fairly intelligent, struck up a conversation.
“Are you one of the top scoring students at Hogwarts?” he asked.
“No, I’m THE top student. I got perfect marks on all of my O.W.Ls. And you?”
“Top student at my old school. I’ll give you a run for your money” Corv smiled big. He loves a good challenge.
Hermionie smiled as well, then turned to me. “What about you Rach? What kind of student were you?” She seemed honestly interested.
I blushed then paled and quickly excused myself, embarrassed at my lack of magical training.
*Corvo POV*
I worriedly watched my sister scurry from the compartment and sighed.
“Did I say something wrong?” Hermionie asked, startled.
I sighed again “No. It’s just that, until her 18th birthday two months ago, everyone, including me, thought she was a Squib. She’s still learning to control her magic, but she’s very powerful. I’ve felt it when she has nightmares. She’s embarrassed that she’s on a first year’s level magically.”
“Oh dear. How awful she must feel…” she felt guilty for embarrassing her.
“I’ll go check on her” Harry volunteered. “I’m good with people.” I watched him walk out and then resumed my heated debate with Hermonie about Transfiguration quietly so we wouldn’t wake Ron.
*Rachelle POV*
I punched the wall and cursed myself. ‘Goddamnit! Why do I feel like such an outcast?!’ I was so busy stewing that I didn’t notice Harry next to me until he spoke.
“You’re not a freak, you know that right?” He spoke quietly enough that I didn’t jump 5 feet in the air like I normally would have. Not out of fear mind you, I’m just startled easily.
I sighed “Then why do I feel like such a freak? I can barely do the basics, I suck at potions; the only thing I’m good at is stuff involving Magical Creatures.” I pouted.
“Well, almost everyone thought I was a freak when they first met me but it gets better, trust me!” He offered me a soothing smile and I calmed down. We walked back to the compartment and opened the door to find Corvo and Hermonie still debating while Ron grumbled about being woken up. Things were going well.
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