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A Bumpy Ride

�� And then he gave me this,� Lilith said as she pulled the
bracelet out of her jeans pocket, and showed it to the rest of them. �Then
said, �I�ll find you again�.� Isn�t that
odd?�

�You�re damn right it�s odd!� exclaimed Caelum Volans. The
one of the younger members of her circle, he was still technically only
fifteen, but since his birthday was in December, he�d be entering in his sixth
year. His hair was a very dark blonde, almost brown tone, and it was streaked
through with purple. It wasn�t a fashion choice, though, it was due to the fact
that he, like his uncle and his great- grandmother, was a metamorphmagus. He
could never hide his emotions and was quite skilled at not only changing his
hair color but when he made faces, he always tried to be funny and made animal
faces, or sometimes could askew his face to closely resemble someone he was
making fun of. Quite a feat without Polyjuice Potion. His cousin, Rion, looked
up from copy of the Daily Prophet and
looked over at his slightly off-kilter relative.

�He�s probably just mistaken you for a childhood friend or
something,� Orion Lupin reasoned. �Don�t worry.� Born in January he was also
fifteen, but would also be in his sixth year. He just barely skirted the line
to be accepted to Hogwarts at the same time as his cousins from the Potter
family. �Besides, if he does come looking for you, just give the bracelet back
and explain to him that you�re not who he thinks you are.�

�If he knows what�s good for him, he won�t come anywhere
near Lil,� said Jim. He had his feet propped on the seat across from the one he
shared with Lilith, his arms crossed over his chest while he was slumped down.
�If I�d gone out sooner I�d have stopped him.�

�Just forget about it,� Lil said. �I don�t want anyone to
hurt the poor bloke. He didn�t even sound English, he�s probably just really
confused.�

�Sounds totally mental,� said a very high voice from the
corridor. Looking over, a mousy-brown haired girl with extremely curled
pigtails suddenly jumped in, landing on Rion�s lap, making him drop his paper.
Her arms went around him and she cheered, �Helloooo Riiiiion! Miss me?�

�Get off me, Ester!!� yelled Rion, trying to push her off.
She jumped back onto the spare space on the seat, and looked both pouty and
angry.

�Don�t call me that!� she demanded. �I told you to call me
Terry! I like Terry better. How can you be mean to your girlfriend?� she asked,
in an attempt to gain sympathy.

�You�re not my girlfriend. You�re a
fourth-year stalker who doesn�t know when to quit!� he said, bending to pick up
the paper. She jumped onto his back, giggling her head off.

�You�re so funny, Rion! That�s why I love you.�

�Get off, midget!� he ordered, standing up and trying to pry
her arms apart where they locked around his neck.

�I�ll help, Rion,� Jim said, getting up and pulling the girl
from her left arm.

�Why can�t little idiots like her ever learn?� remarked
Cael. The tug of war looked ready to turn into a wrestling match.

�Guys, stop it! Don�t hurt her,� Lilith said, standing up as
well. �Terry, just let go! Come on?�

Terry pouted again and let her grip slack so the boys could
get her off their friend without anyone getting hurt. She jerked her arms away
though once she was on her feet and walked over to Lil. �Come on, Lil, I need
someone to take me back to my compartment and I�m angry at Rion.� She grabbed
Lil�s hand and the two girls walked out of the compartment and headed down the
small corridor. People filled up the small areas in each car, either reading,
chattering, or sleeping during the long train ride, with only one or two
compartments empty. In these more modern times, some families elected to just
take their older children to Hogwarts by Apparition or by flying vehicle
instead of having to deal with the heavy traffic of the train. When they were
far enough away from the boys, Terry let go of Lilith�s hand and stomped a foot
on the floor. �Why does he have to be so stubborn!�

�Because you�re just as stubborn?� Lil suggested. She liked
Terry, for all she was younger, she was smart, for a Hufflepuff, and had some
guts. Terry had gotten a crush on Rion the first time they met and had followed
him around until she asked him out on a date last year. He told her flat-out
�no�, but she�d asked again and again all year long and now it looked as though
she was probably going to do the same this year. �You�re still pretty young,
though. Why not wait a few years? Maybe by then you won�t have scrawny
chicken-legs?� she teased, flicking at one of Terry�s pigtails.

Terry swatted at her hand, and sighed. �I just want him to
like me as much as I like him.�

Lil patted her shoulder. �He will. Someday. I think you�re
just coming on a little too strong right now.� Boy, she was one to talk. Having
patience with this younger girl while the boy she�d met not long ago had come
on probably just as strongly as Terry had? Was that fair? Lil tried to reason
to herself that this was different. They�d known Terry for four years. That boy
had only met her literally seconds before he�d tried to hug her. �Just give it
some time.�

�Thanks, Lil,� Terry said as she turned around and gave the
older girl a hug. �You�re pretty good at cheering people up.�

�No,� she said, �I�m just practiced at being a big sister.
Now go on.� Terry nodded and stepped down another compartment to the right and
entered. Lilith sighed and took a look around. As she was turning to go back,
she saw that the door between the cars was opening up. A very dark individual stepped
through, his head turning left and right in exploration as he stepped into the
new car.

�Shit,� Lilith muttered. Him again! She hoped he hadn�t seen
her and turned quickly. However, the boy had seen her and she got confirmation
when she heard his footsteps echoing hers. She sped up her walking and tried to
get to the other end of the car, but his long legs helped him catch up to her
quickly, for the next things she knew, his big, pale hand had grabbed on to her
arm. She turned around, and stared up at him as he made a cheerful (could
someone this morose be cheerful?) smile.

�I kept my promise� I found you again,� he said, his
speaking slowly, though not any clearer for the accent. �The bracelet. You like
it, yes?� he sounded so hopeful. She was partially scared of this odd boy but
she also felt so bad. He probably made that bracelet for a childhood sweetheart
or something and now it was in the hands of a total stranger. She sighed, and
reached into her pocket with her free hand.

�Look,� Lilith said, �I don�t know who you are, or-�

�Saverio,� he said, cutting her off, still smiling. �Saverio
Paraskevas.� He seemed proud of that name, even though it sounded like
jibberish.

�Um, right, nice to meet you,� she said.

�And you are Lily,� he declared with joy.

�Um, see, that�s what I�m trying to say,� she said, �My
name�s Lilith. You�re probably mistaking me for someone else, and I
really think- �

�Skata,� he hissed. She blinked, and even though it was a
foreign language, she could tell a cuss word when she heard it. He suddenly
opened the door to the empty compartment to their left, and yanked her inside.
His movements were surprisingly fast, and he was also shockingly strong for
such a thin person. He pulled her close, his hand clamping over her mouth, and
crouched down, back against the door and just out of view as Jim and Cael came
into the car and down the corridor. She mumbled in fear and anger into
Saverio�s hand, and he shushed her, whispering, �Shh! Parakalo� Please� �Don�t scream.�

Oh God, she thought, he�s going to hurt me! He�s going to
rape me or something on the fucking school train and I can�t call for help! She
could hear his heavy breathing and felt the warm air he made on her neck as her
cousins� voices penetrated the door.

�Huh, thought I saw her in here,� Jim said.

�There�s tons of red-heads. Remember, half the� house is full of Weasleys,� Cael joked. �Us
included.�

�You�re right. Maybe she�s in the loo or something.� Their
steps had stopped as they�d talked and now she could hear them coming back. Her
back was pressed tightly against the boy�s chest. It felt firmer than she
thought it looked, then again that could have just been his clothes. She could
hear the sound of her terrified heart beating in her ears, why couldn�t her
cousins hear it and come help her?! If she bit on Saverio�s hand, she could be
able to scream and she�d be saved. She was about to, when she felt the young
man�s arm tighten around her waist and felt his mouth moving against her hair,
in the spot right behind her ear.

�Please,� he begged. �I� I will let go when they are gone� I
promise.� He sounded frightened. She didn�t trust this creep one bit, but she
stayed quiet and waited until she heard the doors open again and their
footsteps faded. As soon as things were quiet, he did let go of her, slowly. He
sighed, and was about to speak, but she turned, slapped his face so hard his
lip was cut against his teeth, and she jumped up.

�What the hell is wrong with you!?� she shouted. �What are
you trying to do!? Do you want to rape me, is that it!?�

He looked terrified. With blood running down his lip, he
said, �N-no! Never!� and scrambled to his feet.

She grabbed her wand from her back pocket and pointed it at
his head. �I got an �O� in Defense, you know! I�m going to knock you around and
then get Mr. Hagrid!�

�Stamata!� he begged, �Let me explain! Please?�

�Then start explaining,� she said, �It won�t do you any
good.�

�Th-that b-boy,� he said, stammering, �H-he would h-hurt me,
yes?� he asked her. �I-if he saw me? Speak to you?�

She blinked. Her wand lowered a bit, but she didn�t let up
her concentration just in case. �Yeah. Jim�s like a big brother. If someone
hurt me or my sister he�d tear them apart.�

He nodded. �I-I do not� want to hurt anyone,� he told her.
His breathing had quickened again and she saw his eyes water. �E-especially n-not
you.� he took a deep breath and seemed to keep himself from crying this time.
�N-never you� Lily.�

Dammit. He said that name with such tenderness. She sighed
and with her wand still up, she said, �Look, if you�d just listen to me, you�d
get why I�m creeped out! My name is Lilith, not Lily! I have an aunt named Lily
but I doubt that�s who you�re looking for. There�s a lot of red-heads in
England, and I�m pretty sure you�ve mistaken me for someone. I�m not who you
think I am,� she told him, firmly, but patiently. �And I�m sorry.� She finally
fished that bracelet out of her pocket, and handed it to him. �I think though
that whoever you made this for would like it,� she bit her lower lip a bit, �Its
pretty, really it is, but it doesn�t belong to me. Understand?�

He was quiet as he listened to her, moving only to wipe at
his mouth, wincing a bit, though his eyes never left her face as she spoke to him.
He took a deep breath, and shook his head a little. �N-no. It is for you� I get
the name wrong, yes, but it is yours.� She sighed. What was his deal? He went
on, �I- I remember you� ever since� I was a little boy.�

She sighed again in frustration, stuck her wand back in her
pocket. He didn�t seem to be about to grab her or hurt her, so she didn�t see a
reason to keep it out. She did however, stay on the opposite side of the
compartment as she walked over to the door, where he was standing. �Look,� she said.
�Let�s get this straight. We met for the first time today, on the platform,
right?�

�Yes,� he answered.

�Until today, we�ve never met. Have you ever been to England
before?�

�No.�

�Where are you from?�

�Greece,� he answered. Well that explained the accent.

�I�ve certainly never been to Greece,� she affirmed. �So, I
couldn�t possibly be the girl you�re looking for, right?�

�Wrong,� he immediately said. �It is you. I remember you.�

�For the love of!� she exclaimed, her arms shooting up.
�You�re barkin� mad, you�ve got to be!� Suddenly the train hit a very rocky
spot in the track and it shook very roughly. The motion woke a few sleepers up
and startled others, but they were all sitting down. Lil, who was standing,
lost her balance and started falling, but Saverio reached immediately and
grabbed her up by her upper arms, keeping her from falling over. �She grabbed the front of his doublet as the
train continued its shaky path for another moment, then the movements returned
to the usual gentle sway and rocking. She slowly looked up, saying, �Um, thank
you. Sorry.� When her eyes reached his face, she froze and went quiet. He was
looking down at her with his dark eyes. As if by doing so long enough he could
see into her soul. He took a deep breath and seemed to shake a bit as he held
it. His right hand left her arm and moved up to push some of her hair behind
her ear. His expression was so tender, yet he looked so afraid. Though he�d
proven he could be rough, he was touching her now as if she were made of glass.
It made her heart speed up, as it had when she�d been afraid he was going to
hurt her, but now she felt that fluttering going down into her stomach as well.
What was happening?

�� So beautiful,� he whispered softly. �Your eyes are so
green.� he exhaled as his head bent. She breathed in, catching a strange
mixture of scents, like candied figs, olives and pine trees. His thumb stroked
at her neck, while his other four fingers lined up with the curving shape of
her jaw, the longest finger barely touching her earlobe. She was confused at
first, and feeling oddly drawn in to him, into those endless and deep, dark
eyes. When that last bit of reason in her brain figured out what he was about
to do, she pushed back, standing up straight now and steady on her feet. Her
face was bright red, and her cheeks felt as hot as coals on her face.

�Um� Thanks for catching me,� she said curtly. She opened up
the door to the compartment and stepped into the corridor. �I�m going now.�

�Ah.� he looked disappointed. As if he�d wanted what was
happening to continue. But then he looked down and gave a nod. �Neh. Yes.� He
looked up and said, before she opened up the door to the adjoining car, �Can,�
he paused briefly, as if he were trying to build up the courage to go on. �Can
we be friends?�

She stopped. She was still confused. She closed her eyes,
eyebrows knitting together. She rubbed at her forehead, then looked over at
him. She was afraid of him, she thought he was creepy, and she didn�t like how
he was so sure she was some girl he knew even though he admitted that they�d
not met until today. But, something about the hope in his face; something about
his smile, when he did smile, and about his voice, and about the gentleness in
his touch a moment ago, made her think that she couldn�t turn him away
outright. It hurt her chest to think about making him sad. She sighed deeply
and said, �Yes. We can be friends,� she raised her hand up, �But just friends. Okay?�

He smiled again, his face seeming to light up a bit. He
nodded eagerly and said, �Yes! Friends. I will be your best friend, I promise!�
he then left the compartment they�d been in and turned to go in the opposite
direction, to the back car from whence he�d come. �I will see you, Lilith!�
Then he made long, almost loping strides to the other end of the car. Lil
couldn�t help but watch in amazement at how he could make his moods switch
around like that.

�Merlin, I hope I know what I�m doing,� she mumbled to
herself as she finally left to go back to her own proper car and to her
cousins. She thought about telling them what�d happened, but then something
said �Don�t�, in the back of her mind. When she rejoined the boys, she didn�t
tell them about the odd incident, or the feelings she�d had when Saverio had
kept her from falling. She made up a story about gabbing with some curious
first years instead. In the last hours before they arrived in Hogsmede, she sat
quietly, as Jim, Cael, and Rion snored loudly in their sleep, and thought about
that dark boy again, and what might have happened if she hadn�t pushed him
away.

~~~~~~

Up in the Headmaster�s tower, sitting at the large desk
which still was covered with papers and quills deep in ink, with a few odd
herbs scattered about, sat the newest Headmaster of Hogwarts, Neville
Longbottom. His face, which some thought was a bit plain and dull and very
vacant, was now wrinkled and his thinning hair combed over to the right to
cover up the shiny skin of his head. He looked across at their newest faculty
member, Miss Sable Thornton, and her young half-brother, Saverio Paraskevas. The
woman seemed to be thirty, perhaps older, while the boy�s age seemed ambiguous,
though his personal papers, delivered by owl a few months after Miss Thornton�s
official hiring, stated he was sixteen. The boy looked gaunt, as if he didn�t
eat any more than a thimble�s worth of food, and his hair hung around his face
like a curtain. Sable�s hair, just as black, was plaited in a tight fishtail
braid. The siblings wore black clothes. The boy gave Professor Longbottom a
very strange and eerie sense of d�j� vu that he couldn�t figure out. If he didn�t
look terrified of everything, the boy would have been scary.

�So, Professor Thornton, I�m glad to have you on. Your reputation
among apothecaries and potioneers precedes you. I�m looking forward to you
teaching the Potions class this year.�

�Yes,� she replied, her head lifted up with superior air, as
if she thought the dumpy old man before her beneath her worth to even share a
room with, �As do I.�

�But, about your brother,� Longbottom said, �It will be hard
to enroll him here. He�s too old for sorting, though everything from his
private tutoring says he�s more than caught up.� He looked at her after
shifting through the files in question. �Why didn�t you just allow him to
continue private education?�

�Because unlike Mother, I refuse to let him be a spoiled
brat.� Her voice rose and became very curt, very sharp, as if the tone could
cut skin. �Forgive my anger, Headmaster,� she said, her tone decreasing when
she realized her error. �I am not particularly happy with the circumstances
that caused the boy to come into my care, but he is my brother. I will take
care of him the best I can.�

�Um,� Longbottom said, looking over the two of them again.
The boy, when his �sister�s� voice had risen, ducked down, as if he was
avoiding the unseen daggers within it. �I see. Well, as long as you also treat
him kindly, I suppose it is alright. You didn�t really answer my question
though.�

�I wish him to receive the education I did,� she offered. �I
came here, as you know, since you taught Herbology, Sir, and I think that a
good education and diploma from Hogwarts is worth far more than one obtained from
hiding in the manor with a tutor.�

He nodded. �I see. Well,� he gave a simple smile, and said, �Everyone
who teaches here loves Hogwarts, Professor Thornton. I�m glad to have another
person on staff who shows her the devotion she deserves.� He stood up, back
bowed from his oncoming age and shook her hand. �Again, since he�s a bit too
old for the Sorting Hat. Since you were in Slytherin House, and will be its new
Head of House, maybe he�d be alright there?�

�Ah, Neville,� a voice said from behind him. Professor
Longbottom looked up and searched for the portrait that had spoken, �Perhaps
another house would be in order?� The portrait in question was of a very aged
wizard, and one Neville looked up to greatly, even now. Headmaster Dumbledore
smiled at the newest person to take hold of the title of Headmaster and then
down at the still quiet and frightened looking young man. �Given his grades and
his intellect, would he not fare equally well in Ravenclaw?�

Neville thought it over, then blinked. �Hm. Well, if you
think so, Head- Um,� he stopped. Poor man, whenever Albus� portrait spoke, he
tended to forget he was an old man himself, and was again that timid and
awkward boy he used to be. �Albus, then maybe.�

�Forgive me,� Sable said, standing up. �But I think that
first of all, it would be better for him to be within my own house. It is a
noble house, as good as any other, and second, he is my half-brother after all.
Wouldn�t it be better if he were situated in the house his other family members
have been in for centuries?�

Longbottom sighed. Lovely. He didn�t enjoy confrontations when
they weren�t necessary. He stood up a bit straighter, and then had an idea. �Miss,
perhaps he could room there, as far as sleeping quarters go. But as far as his
student status, we could leave that ambiguous? He can take classes with our
students, of course, finish his education.�

�Are you suggesting he be houseless?� she asked, her anger
riled, voice sharpening again. Saverio winced.

�No,� the Headmaster said, �I�m suggesting he� choose his
own house.� Sable quieted and Saverio turned his head slightly to look. �Yes,�
Neville said, �Let him have a few months here. By Christmas break he can tell
us which house he prefers and he can stay there until his graduation next year.
Until then, he can, of course, remain close enough for you to monitor him.�
Albus�s white brows raised and he remained quiet within his frame. Sable took a
deep breath, her head tilting up further till her� nose was quite literally up in the air.

�As you wish, Headmaster.� She said the title with none of
the respect it warranted, then she picked up her bag and snapped, �Come,
Saverio!� as if he were a servant. The boy picked up a small black case and got
up. As he stood, clutching the handle of the case with both hands, as if he was
afraid it was going to jump out of his grip.

�Thank you,� he muttered to the Headmaster. He gave a small
bow, and turned to follow his sister. As he walked to the door he passed a
portrait of a very sour, irritated looking man with a hawk nose, clad in dark
robes. The boy didn�t even flick a glance as the portrait�s subject studied him
with intense scrutiny.
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