How Can I Make You See - Aerblack (best classic literature .TXT) 📗

The Hogwarts Express glistened in front of me as I sat and marveled at the beautiful bright red engine. I grinned as I saw the familiar red heads of a very large family pass by me without even looking in my direction. I giggled at the antics of the two redheaded twins. Their mother, scolding them all the while, led the way to the luggage-loading compartment. I followed behind them silently, so they wouldn’t notice me. Of course, my actions didn’t go unnoticed by the Golden Trio. They waved at me and made room for me to pass by them so I could prank the unsuspecting twins. I rolled my trolley up next to theirs, but they didn’t acknowledge me so I rammed my trolley into theirs.
“What the bl-!” George started, but Mrs. Weasley stopped him before he could get the offending word out. “Hello boys. I noticed you weren’t going to give me the attention I so desperately wanted, so I had to resort to dramatic measures.” I said cheekily winking at the two bewildered twins. I was snatched up then in a bone-crushing hug. “Can’t. Breathe!” I wheezed out and they dropped me. I turned to the person responsible for almost squeezing me to death to see no other than Charlie Weasley. “Charlie! What are you doing here? I thought you lived in Romania now?” I screeched as I tackled him again. He chuckled and hugged me tightly just not as tightly as before. I had the biggest crush on my two best friends older brother. Silly me, huh?
“Well, Professor Dumbledore asked me if I would like to assist Hagrid in teaching Care of Magical Creatures. So, I thought, what the heck, and here I stand.” I grinned. “I’m helping assist Hagrid too!” I screamed with all the excitement I could muster from my tiny form. He grinned and we high-fived.
You’re probably wondering how I, a fifth was going to assist Hagrid in his lessons. Because, I was wanting to go into some occupation that dealt with magical creatures Professor Dumbledore said I could drop my other classes during the school year as long as I made up for it during the summer holiday. I was thrilled with the possibility and immediately agreed to it.
“Really! Well, then Ms. Parthena (means pure in American by the wayJ) how about we get your trunk on the train and go find an empty compartment.” There was a series of wolf whistles and catcalls for the immature children around us. Mrs. Weasley tsk the kids while shaking her head at their childish behavior. “Alright, alright. Enough trying to embarrass Charlie and me you lot. We are coworkers the only relationship we have is the one that links us through mine and Fred and George’s friendship.” I gave them my most ruthless glare. They all sobered up then and looked behind. Shaking my head at their bizarre attitude change I loaded my trunk, hugged Mrs. Weasley and stepped up onto the train.

I was sitting in an empty compartment waiting to be joined by Charlie, listening to my ipod when someone knocked on the door. Startled because I didn’t hear them approach I dropped my ipod and my heart was racing as fast as a racehorse. Katie Bell was at my door. I waved her in and she slid the door open and slid it shut quickly. I looked at her quizzically.
“I have a problem Parthena.” She stated obvious. I was going to joke with her and say ‘glad you finally realized it Bell’, but I could tell she was really cut up by her horrible situation. I gave her a sympathetic look saying you can tell Momma Parthena. “Well, I realized, over the summer holiday when I was going over some Quidditch techniques with Oliver, that I had feelings for Oliver Wood.” She hung her head a let a silent sob rack through her. “Oh, honey. There, there. Why are you so sad about this realization? Isn’t this what you always wanted? To find someone who shared your passion of Quidditch?” I asked her. She nodded, but kept crying. I rocked her gently from side to side letting her get it out. I looked out the door to see Charlie standing there looking worried. I shook my head indicating that he didn’t need to come in here right now. He nodded and headed to, if I was correct, the twins compartment. I just hoped he had enough sense not to mention this to any of the occupants in the compartment.
After a while Katie finally stopped crying. Before I could get a word out though she said, “Why am I crying? This is a good thing. I’m sorry Momma Parthena; I think I was just over thinking the situation. Thank you for being my shoulder to cry on. I’m going to go find the guys. See you.” She said as she exited the compartment. I shook my head at her, but smiled at her nonetheless.

The Hogwarts Express glistened in front of me as I sat and marveled at the beautiful bright red engine. I grinned as I saw the familiar red heads of a very large family pass by me without even looking in my direction. I giggled at the antics of the two redheaded twins. Their mother, scolding them all the while, led the way to the luggage-loading compartment. I followed behind them silently, so they wouldn’t notice me. Of course, my actions didn’t go unnoticed by the Golden Trio. They waved at me and made room for me to pass by them so I could prank the unsuspecting twins. I rolled my trolley up next to theirs, but they didn’t acknowledge me so I rammed my trolley into theirs.
“What the bl-!” George started, but Mrs. Weasley stopped him before he could get the offending word out. “Hello boys. I noticed you weren’t going to give me the attention I so desperately wanted, so I had to resort to dramatic measures.” I said cheekily winking at the two bewildered twins. I was snatched up then in a bone-crushing hug. “Can’t. Breathe!” I wheezed out and they dropped me. I turned to the person responsible for almost squeezing me to death to see no other than Charlie Weasley. “Charlie! What are you doing here? I thought you lived in Romania now?” I screeched as I tackled him again. He chuckled and hugged me tightly just not as tightly as before. I had the biggest crush on my two best friends older brother. Silly me, huh?
“Well, Professor Dumbledore asked me if I would like to assist Hagrid in teaching Care of Magical Creatures. So, I thought, what the heck, and here I stand.” I grinned. “I’m helping assist Hagrid too!” I screamed with all the excitement I could muster from my tiny form. He grinned and we high-fived.
You’re probably wondering how I, a fifth was going to assist Hagrid in his lessons. Because, I was wanting to go into some occupation that dealt with magical creatures Professor Dumbledore said I could drop my other classes during the school year as long as I made up for it during the summer holiday. I was thrilled with the possibility and immediately agreed to it.
“Really! Well, then Ms. Parthena (means pure in American by the wayJ) how about we get your trunk on the train and go find an empty compartment.” There was a series of wolf whistles and catcalls for the immature children around us. Mrs. Weasley tsk the kids while shaking her head at their childish behavior. “Alright, alright. Enough trying to embarrass Charlie and me you lot. We are coworkers the only relationship we have is the one that links us through mine and Fred and George’s friendship.” I gave them my most ruthless glare. They all sobered up then and looked behind. Shaking my head at their bizarre attitude change I loaded my trunk, hugged Mrs. Weasley and stepped up onto the train.

I was sitting in an empty compartment waiting to be joined by Charlie, listening to my ipod when someone knocked on the door. Startled because I didn’t hear them approach I dropped my ipod and my heart was racing as fast as a racehorse. Katie Bell was at my door. I waved her in and she slid the door open and slid it shut quickly. I looked at her quizzically.
“I have a problem Parthena.” She stated obvious. I was going to joke with her and say ‘glad you finally realized it Bell’, but I could tell she was really cut up by her horrible situation. I gave her a sympathetic look saying you can tell Momma Parthena. “Well, I realized, over the summer holiday when I was going over some Quidditch techniques with Oliver, that I had feelings for Oliver Wood.” She hung her head a let a silent sob rack through her. “Oh, honey. There, there. Why are you so sad about this realization? Isn’t this what you always wanted? To find someone who shared your passion of Quidditch?” I asked her. She nodded, but kept crying. I rocked her gently from side to side letting her get it out. I looked out the door to see Charlie standing there looking worried. I shook my head indicating that he didn’t need to come in here right now. He nodded and headed to, if I was correct, the twins compartment. I just hoped he had enough sense not to mention this to any of the occupants in the compartment.
After a while Katie finally stopped crying. Before I could get a word out though she said, “Why am I crying? This is a good thing. I’m sorry Momma Parthena; I think I was just over thinking the situation. Thank you for being my shoulder to cry on. I’m going to go find the guys. See you.” She said as she exited the compartment. I shook my head at her, but smiled at her nonetheless.

I was just heading into the Great Hall, just before the sorting and feast, when a rough, callused hand stopped me.