Diaries of a Muggle Born

We barely made it to the station in time, arriving only 5 minutes before the train was due to leave. That dream had really got to me! As usual, we met up with Sarah and her mother on the way to the wall. I greeted her shyly, images from the dream popping, vividly, into my head. I noticed, at this point, that Sarah had a Prefect pin on her lapel.

“Congratulations. I knew you would get picked.” I beamed.

“Thanks.” She said, but her expression was obviously forced. Something was wrong – she was not her usual chirpy self. I started to say so, but then decided that I should leave it alone for now. My mom obviously thought so, too, for she laid her hand upon my shoulder and I looked up to see her shake her head. Did she know something I didn’t? I wished I had listened while they had been talking.

I managed to get my stuff to the loading area, with barely 2 minutes to spare. I started looking around for my friends, and, more importantly, my girlfriend. Maybe she could take my mind off of everything, I thought.

“Over here, Lee!” I saw Sheryl in her usual muggle clothing: Cowboy boots, a button-down brown western-style shirtwboywboy hat, and blue jeans with a big belt buckle.

“Hey, sweetie.” I gave her a kiss. “Uhmm, I’ve missed that,” I admitted.

“I am sure you did,” she replied, grinning. “Hey – I have something to show you. Remember that secret I told you about in my owls?”

“Yeah?” I asked warily.

She pulled out a shiny new Prefect pin. “I’m a Prefect!”

“All right!” I hugged her close. “Now you can keep me out of trouble, find special places for us, give hell to the Appleseeds, stick up for me when another Pref – ”

I noticed her giving me that look, the one that could kill a Deatheater.

“I’m kidding!”

“Yeah, you better be,” she wagged her finger at me before continuing. “Also, Jeanna got Head Girl”

“That is really great! Maybe she can…just joking!”

She gave me a punch on the arm, and pulled me onto the train before could leave without us. On our way to find a compartment, we ran into one of my best friends – and fellow Smith – Donnie.

“Hey, beanpole!” I shouted. He was a tall, skinny boy, already 6’ 5” …and only a fifth year!

“Lee, I was looking for you. Did you hear? Jaye made Prefect.”

“That is awesome, I was hoping he would get it…if I didn’t.”

“Why would you get it, shrimp? You suck at almost everything,” he jested.

“He has a point,” interrupted Sheryl, with a toothy, shit-eating grin.

“Hey, I get enough burn from my friends, without you helping.”

She laughed. I waved, leaving Donnie…and we soon located a nice compartment, all to ourselves. We sat together for a few minutes, kissing and making out, all the time hoping no one would walk in on us! Sheryl had cast an opacity charm on the windows to keep people from looking in. She was good at all manner of privacy charms. I vowed to ask her if she’d tutor me.

In a few blissful moments I felt I was about to explode! Then she stopped.

“Here. I want you to pin it on me.” Sheryl handed me her prefect pin. “Just let me change, first.”

I watched her change into her robes and make herself all prim anoperoper for her prefect meeting, which was in only a few minutes. When she had finished getting ready, she stepped in front of me and stuck out her chest – giving me a ripe target. I very slowly prepped the pin and started to put it on her. I feigned shakiness, to give me a reason for bracing myself upon her ample bosom. She didn’t mind in the least…in fact I think she had planned exactly that.

Up ‘til that point, we had never taken our relationship beyond some light petting, but I gently squeezed her left breast as I finished putting on the pin. She immediately pulled me towards her, and started kissing me again. This time, I knew she would let me wander a little more. I began caressing each breast in turn, trying to pay each the attention it deserved. I was really enjoying this! I reached my hand down, and squeezed her ass. It was small, but round. I felt her tremble slightly in response to our new explorations.

And then suddenly I was back in my dream. I couldn’t get Sarah out of my mind! I knew that was wrong, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the Appleseed girl. Finally, I pushed Sheryl away.

“What’s wrong?’ she asked, breathlessly.

I tried to come up with an excuse. “Oh nothing, just thinking about another girl naked” would not have been an appropriate one right then.

“Ehhh, when is that meeting?”

She looked at her watch. “Oh shit! You’re right – I have to go.” She gave me a quick peck, and headed off.

Whoa, that had been a close one! After she left, I decided to look around. I roamed the train, saying “hi” to those I knew, and noting a few of the new people, when it suddenly dawned on me that the carriages seemed to be real empty this year. Then again, the biggest class in Adams’ history had graduated last year. 132, if I remembered correctly. It didn’t appear that the new class would fill that gap.

After only a few minutes, though it seemed like ages, I stopped outside a compartment. I could definitely hear someone crying! I looked in at the window, and saw Sarah. She had her face in her hands and was all-out bawling.

I was frozen. Should I comfort her? Should I let her be? I didn’t know what to decide. And where, I thought, was that boyfriend of hers, Brad?

I couldn’t just stand here, so I knocked on the door. After a few seconds I heard familiar voice saying, sullenly, “Come in.”

I slid open the door, noticing she was trying to contain herself, and was wiping her face. I wanted so much to put my arm around her, and tell her that everything would be all right. But all I could do was stare at her. She stirred, a little uncomfortable, waiting for me to say something.

All I managed to say was: “Aren’t you supposed to be in a prefect meeting?”

“Oh my God! I almost forgot. What time is it?”

She looked at her watch. “I’m late. They are going to kick me out for this.” She tried to get up, but collapsed back into her chair.

“Are you okay?” I inquired

“I’m fine, OK? Now – out of my way.” She jumped up, nearly knocking me down. I watched her sprint to the front of the train.

It took a few seconds to hit me what I had done: I let a great opportunity pass me by.

“Stupid! Stupid!” I scolded myself. “You should have found out what was wrong, first.”

Something was definitely wrong here. I decided that I would find out what it was.

A/N: Another chapter fixed by the brilliant lovethepotionboy (AKA Kait)