Lyra Malfoy and the Power of Time
This is a fanfiction I wrote a long time ago. Sorry, it's kind of badly written, but the storyline is good!
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The Freeways
Chapter 3
I appeared at King’s Cross Station and knew what to do. I ran to the barrier and fell out at platform 9 ¾ I ran on the train and sat in a compartment with two people in it. It was two girls with brown hair, and brown eyes. “Hello,” they both said at once, “what’s your name?”
“Lily Evans,” I said, “what’s yours?”
”Michelin Freeway”, one said, “Frillen Freeway,” said the other.
“I like your name,” the one who was Michelin said, “we're twins. Friends?”
I shook her hand and asked, “what year are you guys in?”
“Oh right, we're in our first year,” replied Frillen.
So then I asked, “What house are you hoping to be in?”
“Ravenclaw,” they answered together, “you’re first year too?”
“Yeah,” I said, “do you mind telling me and do you know about the teachers and classes?”
“No, and then yes,” answered Frillen, “so the head of Gryffindor is Professor Mcgonagall, she teaches Transfiguration, and the head of Slytherin is Professor Slughorn, he’s nice, though, and he doesn't favor them to much, oh and he’s the potions master, head of Hufflepuff is Professor Sprout, she teaches Herbology, head of Ravenclaw is Professor Flitwick, he teaches Charms, then there is Professor Binns who is History of magic teacher and also a ghost, then there is Professor Sinistra who does Astronomy, and last but not least, for Defense Against the Dark Arts, is Professor Merrythought,” she finished.
“Then there are the ghosts,” Michelin cut in, “there are a lot of them but I only know about six. There’s Nicklaus De Mimsy Popkins, more commonly known as Nearly Headless Nick, which is the ghost of Gryffindor, then there is the Fat Friar which is the ghost of Hufflepuff, then the Grey Lady who’s ghost of Ravenclaw, and then you have Myrtle Elizabeth Warren more commonly known as Moaning Myrtle and she haunts the girls toilet on the first floor, there’s Peeves the poltergeist, who is really annoying, and he can turn invisible, and last the Bloody Baron, who is the ghost of Slytherin and is the only one who can really control Peeves.”
“Oh and I forgot some professors,” Frillen cut in, “there’s Rubeus Hagrid, more commonly known as Hagrid, and he’s the Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts, he’s also the gamekeeper. Then there’s Argus Filch, the caretaker, who has a cat, Mrs Norriss, there’s also Madam Hooch, the flight instructor, then Madam Pomfry, the matron, then Madam Pince, the librarian, and last but not least there’s Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster.”
”Wow,” I said.
“Oh,” Michelin said, “will you want any food?”
“Yeah,” I said, “how will I get the food”?
“Here take these,'' she said and stuffed a bunch of coins in my pocket.
“The bronze ones are knuts, twenty nine nuts to a silver sickle, and seventeen sickles to a gold ga”-
The compartment door opened, and a witch pushing a food trolley walked in and said, “anything from the trolley dears.”
“Sure,” Frillen said, and she pulled out a handful of coins.
Suddenly I realized they were the things Michelin had given to me. “How much does everything cost?”
Frillen and Michelin both hastened to answer. “One sickle,” Frillen said “and two nuts for a chocolate frog-five nuts for a pumpkin pastie-one gallian for birty-botts-every-flavor-beans. I was wondering how much money michelin had given me when she said, ”I gave you sixty nuts, twenty-three sickles, and seven gallions”.
So I did the math and bought seven bags of bertie-botts-every-flavor-beans, 8 pumpkin pasties, and 10 chocolate frogs. Frillen had bought the same but also a Liquorice wand and the three of us split them evenly. We all did the math and we started with the seven bags of bertie-botts-every-flavor-beans, where me and Frillen got five and Michelin got four. Then, the chocolate frogs where me and Michelin got seven and Frillen got six. Then, the pumpkin pasties where Michelin got six and me and Frillen got five and finally the Liquorice wand went to Frillen. When we had finished eating the sweets, Frillen said, “we better get our robes on, we’ll probably be there soon.”
So we put our robes on and immediately the train started to slow down. When we got out we looked around and heard a voice yell, “firs’ years, firs’ years, come ‘ere please any more firs’ years?”
“That's Hagrid,” Michelin said, “let’s follow him.”
Hagrid led them through the center path and to a lake full of boats. “No mor’n four to a boa’,” he yelled.
I got into a boat with Michelin, Frillen, and another boy with black hair which he kept messing up. When we reached the door Hagrid knocked once and immediately the witch who had read out the list of first years last time opened the door. “The firs’ years, Professor Mcgonagall,” he said. “Thank you, I will take them from here, Hagrid,” the witch said. She led us to the great hall and the hat on the stool once again burst into song. After the song, Professor Mcgonagall pulled out a piece of parchment and said, “Aubry Bertram.”
He ran to the stool and two seconds later the hat shouted “HUFFLEPUFF!” The Hufflepuff table cheered.
“Black Andromeda.”
“HUFFLEPUFF!”
“Black Sirius.”
“GRYFFINDOR!”
“Evans Lily.”
I ran to the stool and sat on it. “Hmm,” a voice in my head said. “Very interesting, very interesting, well I think it better be RAVENCLAW!”
As it said the last word to the entire hall I ran to the ravenclaw table. “Freeway Frillen.”
“RAVENCLAW!”
“Freeway Michelin.”
“RAVENCLAW!”
“Lupin Remus.”
“GRYFFINDOR!”
“Macdonald Mary.”
“SLYTHERIN!”
“Malfoy Lucius.”
“SLYTHERIN!”
“McKinnon Marlene.”
“HUFFLEPUFF!”
“Mcnair Walban.”
“SLYTHERIN!”
“Pettegrew Peter.”
“GRYFFINDOR!”
“Potter James.”
“GRYFFINDOR!”
“Snape Severus.”
“SLYTHERIN!”
“Tonks Ted.”
“RAVENCLAW!”
“Yaxley Corban.”
“SLYTHERIN!”