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Eleanor's pov
4th January 1999
"Ahhh" Lezabel hisses as she stepped onto the train.
"I told you to wear suncream, but no, you apparently know more than me." I retort dragging the 'o' in no.
"Oh shut up,"
Lezabel will be joining me for my 7th year after a small favour that the school owed me.
"Go and find Enzo and Hugo they should be sitting in one of the carts, I'll meet you there in 5 minutes,"
Lezabel mutters an 'alright' before she waddles away, trying not to touch anything or anyone.
My heels click as I walk across the train trying to find a certain someone. My eyes scan the inside of each cart before I find the one I'm looking for.
I slide open the door to the cart where Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, and Dean Thomas sat.
Neville gasps, "Eleanor Slytherin,"
"Neville," I nod, "Can I sit?"
"Y-yes," He stutters. Cute.
I look over to Luna and smile at her, I notice she's holding a small creature in her hands, "Is that a pygmy puff?"
"Yes, isn't it adorable," She smiles.
"Indeed," I smile back before turning to Neville.
"I haven't come to sit here and talk about magical creatures but to talk to you Neville, regarding your parents," His eyes widen as I pull my notebook out of my bag along with a crystal bottle that swirled with iridescent blue.
"M-my parents?"
"Isn't that what I just said?"
"S-sorry, yes,"
"As I was saying I have something that will work in both of our favours,"
His eyes peer at the objects on the table, "What is it?"
I hold the crystal bottle up, "This is an anti-obliviate potion that I have been working on over the holidays, I still need to find a more... Advanced name for it,"
"How do we know it's not poison? And, you won't kill his parents?" The ginger girl from the corner spoke.
