Inhale. The little girl could feel her mother’s gaze on the back of her shoulder, bearing into her. Exhale. Turning around, with pursed lips she forced a smile, which her mother mirrored. “Well, I guess I better try and find a seat. I’m sure most compartments are already full,” Blaire said as she readjusted her book bag’s strap once more, moving it from one shoulder to the other. “Couldn’t you have sat with your sister?” Her mother knew the answer before her question had even left her lips. Blaire had never felt a ‘sister-ly bond’ with either of her elder siblings. She had grown to live with this. “Right, well I will see you once the years over. Have a good rest of term.” Quickly her mother planted a kiss on her daughter’s forehead, then turned on her heel and vanished into the sea of bodies.
Blaire made her way onto the Hogwarts Express, clinging onto her bag. Her eyes scanned the hallway as children rushed by her, spilling in and out of compartments. Just as she figured, most were already full. Everyone who had gone home for the holidays was now returning to Hogwarts to finish out the school year. Most everyone seemed cheery, still joyful from their break from classes. Most everyone, except Blaire.
Her holiday had been spent in the usual fashion. Shut up in her room for most of it, trying to escape the ever-judgmental stares from her mother. Her father paid her no attention, but this was nothing new. Her oldest sister hadn’t come home this year, her husband had been too busy with work for them to take time off to travel. And Blaire’s other sister spent her break with their parents, bragging about this-and-that. Blaire was used to it all at this point. There was no use in trying to change things, it never seemed to help. The one night Blaire had tried to bring up the fact that she was actually enjoying her time in Slytherin her mother had actually laughed. “No one with any real intelligence comes out of that house.” Her parents had both been in Ravenclaw. And so had both her sister’s. On her mother’s side everyone had been sorted into Ravenclaw. Well, except for a cousin, twice removed, but her mother didn’t count him. To her parent’s this was just another thing their youngest daughter did on purpose to be nothing more than a nuisance in their life. “Why can’t you be more like your sisters? Why do you have to put so much stress on your mother?” This is one of the few conversations Blaire had had with her father over the winter break.
Leaning against the wall, she let a gaggle of giggling Ravenclaw’s pass her, her eyes darting to the floor. Blaire still didn’t understand why of all houses, she had been sorted into Slytherin. Yes, she had her moments where she could be conniving, so she got her way. But didn’t all eleven-year old’s? And yes, she did tend to lash out when she let her temper get the best of her. But did that make her Slytherin material? These were questions she could have gone to her sisters with, if only they had that type of relationship. But they didn’t. And they probably never would.
Blaire was almost towards the last compartment, and she still hadn’t found one with an open seat. At this point Blaire would have to plop down right here for the journey to Hogwarts. Maybe if Blaire had made more friends, she could have asked one to save a seat for her. But instead Blaire had spent half the year with her nose buried in a book. She had taken a liking to the large library inside Hogwarts. Back home, the local library was filled with books containing nothing more than stories about muggles and their histories. Blaire had read as many books as she could get her hands on lately. When she started a new book, it was like starting a new adventure. Maybe, if she was more like the witch’s and wizard’s in her books she wouldn’t be without a seat on this train.
Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear she peered into an almost empty compartment. Finally. Blaire pulled on the door and stepped inside, bringing her gaze to the other student. “Pardon me, is this seat taken?” Without waiting for a reply Blaire dropped her bag and plopped down on the seat closest to the door. Once she was settled, she glanced over at the other girl finally. Blaire recognized her, only from in-passing though. This girl was older than Blaire, and surely, she didn’t want to spend her whole trip back to school with some lonely first year, who didn’t even have a single friend to share a seat with. Blaire cleared her throat, starring down at her shoes awkwardly. She picked at the skin on the side of her fingernails, hoping she wouldn’t have to make another trip out into the hallway.
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