chapter two;;;here it is:)
Chapter 2—Platform 9 ¾…?
Edward sat at a table in the Leaky Cauldron with Ron, Hermione, and Harry Potter.
They all seemed extremely happy about something.
“So,” he said conversationally. “Why are you all so cheerful?”
“We just defeated the darkest wizard ever, Lord Voldemort.” Said harry.
Racist, thought Edward. But he said, “Oh, ok. Was he bad?”D
“Uh, YEAH,” said Ron, rolling his eyes. “He’s tried to kill us all about a jillion times.”
So, maybe that’s why he said dark…thought Edward. Huh, I should have picked that up before, he realized. He had been picking up thoughts from the other two all day long. Ron’s brain was mostly full of Hermione, and Hermione’s brain was full of all these weird wizardy facts and figures that Edward didnt even try to understand. But he hadn’t picked up anything from harry this whole time.
“Hey,” Edward said, turning towards harry. “How come I can’t read your mind?”
“Oh,” said harry. “I’ve had bad experiences with mind reading in the past, so I learned to block people from reading my mind. It’s called occlumency.”
“Oh,” said Edward, “huh…maybe that’s what Bella does…”
“Is Bella a wizard?” asked Ron.
“No, I don’t think so….” Edward said. “Im pretty sure she is just human…but it would make sense…”
They all pondered for a minute. Edward listened to Hermione and runs thoughts for inspiration. Ron kept repeating “human…Bella…mind…occlumency” over and over, and Hermione was trying to divide 4.6836 by 73.3965 in her head for some reason. They were no help. Edward wished that he could read Harry’s mind. It was extremely frustrating having another exception to his mind reading vampire gift.
“What time is it?” Edward asked.
Ron looked at his watch. “Whoa! It’s September first! We gotta go to school! Come on guys! You coming, Eddie?”
“Edward,” growled Edward, looking like a very scary vampire. “I don’t know…” Bella was all alone in forks…then he decided; screw her. She was just a human. She could just stay in forks and marry Jacob. Edward was tired of ther. He didn’t want to spend his whole life—forever—protecting an extremely clumsy, unlucky, un-special human girl. “Ok, sure, i'll come.”
“Ok, let’s go.” Said Hermione, grabbing Ron’s arm. Harry grabbed Edward’s arm, and they spun on the spot, disappearing with a loud crack. It was darkness for a second, and then they were inside a bright lit room. A sign on the opposite wall read “King’s Cross Station.” It was a train station. Edward thought that it was a bit odd that wizards would get to school by train…he had expected something a little more…well, magical.
“Come on!” Hermione said, pulling Ron, who pulled Harry, who pulled Edward, along. “It’s only 20 seconds till eleven! We need to get to platform 9 ¾!”
Platform 9 ¾? Edward thought that that was a little odd…but he didn’t say anything.
“Are you late?” asked Edward. They nodded. So Edward picked all three of them up and ran towards platforms 9 and 10. Then he put them down. Harry ran forward, right into the separating barrier between the two platforms. Then he disappeared. Ron did the same thing. Hermione followed, pulling Edward behind her.
They reached the barrier, but instead of crashing into it they passed right through. In front of him was a huge, bright red steam engine.
“Hurry! It’s about to leave!” Hermione screamed at them.
“I got it,” said Edward. He snatched the three of them up again and jumped, just as the train was pulling out. He grabbed onto the railing and darted through the glass doors just as they were sliding shut.
They found an empty compartment, sat down, and slid the doors shut.
Harry, Ron and Hermione all looked very dazed.
“How’d you do that?” Ron recovered first.
“Uh, I’m a vampire, remember?” said Edward, rolling his eyes.
“You never told us that!” Hermione squeaked.
“Oh, oops.” Edward said. “Well, I’m a vampire. That’s why I am super hard and fast and strong and cold and sparkly and sexy.”
“Oh. Okay,” said harry. They all seemed to accept this with no questions. Well, Edward thought, they’re probably all pretty accustomed to weird stuff, being wizards and all.
They sat in silence for a while, Edward didn’t know exactly how long, but finally Hermione spoke.
“We must be almost there by now. We’d better put on our robes.” She pulled four sets of black, red, and gold wizard’s robes out of her bag. “Look, I even have an extra one for you, Edward. Now you will fit in.”
Edward took the robes. “Eew, this color totally clashes with my skin tone.” He held the fabric up against his bare arm. “Green would go much better.” He decided.
“Uh, that would mean you were in slytherin, and why would you want that?” harry asked.
“I don’t know…” edward pondered. “I guess I don’t. I will wear the ugly cloak.”
They all nodded and pulled their robes on over their clothes.
“So…” edward said. “Im not a wizard. What am I supposed to do at a wizard school?”
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked thoughtful for a minute.
Then Ron spoke, “I know! You can be our mascot!”
That sounded fun. “Okay. You can be Team Vampire. I will be the vampire on your team.”
They were all silent again. Edward listened to Ron and Hermione’s thoughts. Ron was picturing all of Team Vampire’s adoring fans. They all had glitter on their skin to make them sparkly and vampire-like. Lots of them were holding “I heart Ron” banners. Hermione was reviewing her knowledge of vampire history, so Edward didn’t listen to her for long. He was already familiar with vampire history. Edward was bored. There was nothing to do on a train. He preferred running. Running took less time, and it gave you something to do. Sitting didn’t. But he couldn’t run. So Edward sat. And sat. And sat some more. When he was done sitting, he sat some more. After he had sat for a long time, he felt the train gradually slow and stop.
“were here,” said harry, standing up.
Chapter 2—Platform 9 ¾…?
Edward sat at a table in the Leaky Cauldron with Ron, Hermione, and Harry Potter.
They all seemed extremely happy about something.
“So,” he said conversationally. “Why are you all so cheerful?”
“We just defeated the darkest wizard ever, Lord Voldemort.” Said harry.
Racist, thought Edward. But he said, “Oh, ok. Was he bad?”D
“Uh, YEAH,” said Ron, rolling his eyes. “He’s tried to kill us all about a jillion times.”
So, maybe that’s why he said dark…thought Edward. Huh, I should have picked that up before, he realized. He had been picking up thoughts from the other two all day long. Ron’s brain was mostly full of Hermione, and Hermione’s brain was full of all these weird wizardy facts and figures that Edward didnt even try to understand. But he hadn’t picked up anything from harry this whole time.
“Hey,” Edward said, turning towards harry. “How come I can’t read your mind?”
“Oh,” said harry. “I’ve had bad experiences with mind reading in the past, so I learned to block people from reading my mind. It’s called occlumency.”
“Oh,” said Edward, “huh…maybe that’s what Bella does…”
“Is Bella a wizard?” asked Ron.
“No, I don’t think so….” Edward said. “Im pretty sure she is just human…but it would make sense…”
They all pondered for a minute. Edward listened to Hermione and runs thoughts for inspiration. Ron kept repeating “human…Bella…mind…occlumency” over and over, and Hermione was trying to divide 4.6836 by 73.3965 in her head for some reason. They were no help. Edward wished that he could read Harry’s mind. It was extremely frustrating having another exception to his mind reading vampire gift.
“What time is it?” Edward asked.
Ron looked at his watch. “Whoa! It’s September first! We gotta go to school! Come on guys! You coming, Eddie?”
“Edward,” growled Edward, looking like a very scary vampire. “I don’t know…” Bella was all alone in forks…then he decided; screw her. She was just a human. She could just stay in forks and marry Jacob. Edward was tired of ther. He didn’t want to spend his whole life—forever—protecting an extremely clumsy, unlucky, un-special human girl. “Ok, sure, i'll come.”
“Ok, let’s go.” Said Hermione, grabbing Ron’s arm. Harry grabbed Edward’s arm, and they spun on the spot, disappearing with a loud crack. It was darkness for a second, and then they were inside a bright lit room. A sign on the opposite wall read “King’s Cross Station.” It was a train station. Edward thought that it was a bit odd that wizards would get to school by train…he had expected something a little more…well, magical.
“Come on!” Hermione said, pulling Ron, who pulled Harry, who pulled Edward, along. “It’s only 20 seconds till eleven! We need to get to platform 9 ¾!”
Platform 9 ¾? Edward thought that that was a little odd…but he didn’t say anything.
“Are you late?” asked Edward. They nodded. So Edward picked all three of them up and ran towards platforms 9 and 10. Then he put them down. Harry ran forward, right into the separating barrier between the two platforms. Then he disappeared. Ron did the same thing. Hermione followed, pulling Edward behind her.
They reached the barrier, but instead of crashing into it they passed right through. In front of him was a huge, bright red steam engine.
“Hurry! It’s about to leave!” Hermione screamed at them.
“I got it,” said Edward. He snatched the three of them up again and jumped, just as the train was pulling out. He grabbed onto the railing and darted through the glass doors just as they were sliding shut.
They found an empty compartment, sat down, and slid the doors shut.
Harry, Ron and Hermione all looked very dazed.
“How’d you do that?” Ron recovered first.
“Uh, I’m a vampire, remember?” said Edward, rolling his eyes.
“You never told us that!” Hermione squeaked.
“Oh, oops.” Edward said. “Well, I’m a vampire. That’s why I am super hard and fast and strong and cold and sparkly and sexy.”
“Oh. Okay,” said harry. They all seemed to accept this with no questions. Well, Edward thought, they’re probably all pretty accustomed to weird stuff, being wizards and all.
They sat in silence for a while, Edward didn’t know exactly how long, but finally Hermione spoke.
“We must be almost there by now. We’d better put on our robes.” She pulled four sets of black, red, and gold wizard’s robes out of her bag. “Look, I even have an extra one for you, Edward. Now you will fit in.”
Edward took the robes. “Eew, this color totally clashes with my skin tone.” He held the fabric up against his bare arm. “Green would go much better.” He decided.
“Uh, that would mean you were in slytherin, and why would you want that?” harry asked.
“I don’t know…” edward pondered. “I guess I don’t. I will wear the ugly cloak.”
They all nodded and pulled their robes on over their clothes.
“So…” edward said. “Im not a wizard. What am I supposed to do at a wizard school?”
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked thoughtful for a minute.
Then Ron spoke, “I know! You can be our mascot!”
That sounded fun. “Okay. You can be Team Vampire. I will be the vampire on your team.”
They were all silent again. Edward listened to Ron and Hermione’s thoughts. Ron was picturing all of Team Vampire’s adoring fans. They all had glitter on their skin to make them sparkly and vampire-like. Lots of them were holding “I heart Ron” banners. Hermione was reviewing her knowledge of vampire history, so Edward didn’t listen to her for long. He was already familiar with vampire history. Edward was bored. There was nothing to do on a train. He preferred running. Running took less time, and it gave you something to do. Sitting didn’t. But he couldn’t run. So Edward sat. And sat. And sat some more. When he was done sitting, he sat some more. After he had sat for a long time, he felt the train gradually slow and stop.
“were here,” said harry, standing up.
