A gaunt black kitten stared up at me with light blue eyes.

"Where did that come from?" Shocked my grandmother, looked in every direction to find the culprit.

"Maybe it's just magic." I pet the kittens head and she purred with intent.

"Ha ha. Well if we can't find the owner than you can keep her." She rushed off leaving me with the kitten.

"Well, I guess i'm going to keep you then. Hmm.... what to name you-Oh I know Raya!" I snuggled the cat close to my chest and ran of after Grandmother.

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My paint stained fingers ran along the compartments of Hogwarts Express. As soon as I scooted into the train grandmother left in a hurry mumbling about radishes.

Raya crossed in between my legs as I strolled through the hallway. I decided that it was best to find an empty compartment, due to my current appearance.

I had forgotten that I was leaving for schools today, so I was working on my mural instead of  packing. I still have a paint brush tucking away my hair and paint splatters from head to toe.

On my left a compartment remained empty, Thank goodness, I though to myself as I slid inside.

"Alright Raya, we have had a busy day and deserve a little bit of a nap, don't you think?" I asked the cat sitting across from me. She purred inn agreement and crept over to my seat, I took off my sweater- leaving me in a loose fitted tang top- to use as a pillow. Raya curled up on my stomach and began to snore softly. I closed my eyes and drifted off into a light sleep.

'BAM!'

I was jolted awake by the slamming of my compartment door. Raya crashed down to the floor,"Whats going on?" I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

"Who are you?" A strange voice called out.

"A first year at Hogwarts, why?" I counterd, the strange girl crouched in the corner pretending to be asleep.

"Wha- HEY! You asked a question, so i'm answering. Don't fall asleep on me now!" I rambled. 

"SHHH! Shes coming, pretend I've been asleep the whole train ride!" She insisted.

"Uh, okay," 

The glass door slid open once again revealing a short, tan girl whose head was held high.

"Has anyone come by here recently?" She hissed.

"Can't say that I've seen anyone," I shrugged.

"What about her," the snide girl gestured towards the sleeping girl in the corner.

"Fast asleep. I have been throwing things at her for hours, she isn't waking up anytime soon." I lied.

"Sure. What's your name?" She pried,
"Eve O'Leary. You?"

"Leta Lestrange, by the way you have paint in your hair." Leta questioned my appearance.
"Cool, you have broccoli stuck in your teeth!" I smiled in her direction.

Covering her mouth Leta ran from the compartment.

"Did she really have broccoli in her teeth?" My compartment companion sat up

"Of course not! Why was she looking for you anyways?" I began pulling the paint from my hair.

"She was talking crap about how Slytherin was the best house, and how muggleborns are inferior to purebloods. So I threw a book at her head, granted I did miss, but it was enough to shut her up!" She explained.

"Cool, I have a feeling we are going to be good friends!" I smiled at the girl.

"Me too, my name is Lou Taylor, your Eve right?" Lou waved, she had light blonde hair piled atop her head in a bun.

"Yuppers!"

This was just the beginning to a wonderful friendship.