The Lost Heir of the House of Black

Föredrar engelska i allmänhet, plus att jag tänka ladda upp den på fanfic.net när jag har tid ^^ Där är det ju för hela världen, så engelska är ju alltid bäst

Okej, då vet jag :3

Först och främst: du skriver Molly perfekt, så spot-on! Det finns en del sköna citat i kapitlet, som när hon kallar Ron för Sleeping Beauty, haha!

Har inte så mycket annat att säga om kapitlet förutom att jag gillade det! Jag ser fram emot att få lära känna Isobel närmare och läsa om vad som kommer hända henne på Hogwarts.

Chapter 2 - King Cross Station

They all jogged along the platform on King Cross Station, they were late - as usual.
-Hurry up! The train leaves in a few minutes!
Molly lead the little pack forward.
A lot of people looked at them and tried to get out of their way.
-It’s the same every year, packed with Muggles. Come on, platform nine and three quarters is this way.
Molly said while they walked passed more staring eyes. When they finally arrived Percy was the first one to go into the portal to the train. Isobel smiled, since she and Ron had been fantasising about this day since they first came with their brothers and saw them disappear into the platform, not knowing how it looked like on the other side.
-Fred, you next. Molly said.
-He’s not Fred, I am.
-Honestly, woman. You call yourself our mother?
Isobel grinned, the twins was obviously trying to fool their mother again.
-I’m sorry, George. Molly replied.
Isobel smiled, she couldn’t believe Molly fell for it. Fred walked up to them, preparing to run into the portal.
-I’m only joking, I am Fred! He said and disappeared just like Percy. George followed his twin brother and ran into the portal just a second later. Isobel laughed and thought he must’ve ran into Fred on the other side. Hope they’ll make room for her, since it was her turn. She was just about to start to run, when a voice behind them said:
-Excuse me?
They all turned their heads to see the source of the voice. There stood a little boy with black hair and glasses. He walked up to them. Isobel noticed he had a beautiful white owl.
-Could you tell me how to... ?
-How to get onto the platform? Not to worry, dear. It’s Isobel and Ron’s first year at Hogwarts as well.
Isobel and Ron smiled to him. He smiled back. Isobel could tell he was nervous.
-All you do is walk straight at the wall between platforms nine and ten. Best to run if you’re nervous.
The boy nodded.
-Good luck. Ron said.
Isobel looked with jealous eyes how the boy ran into the portal. At least it was her turn now.
As she ran, her whole body was filled with adrenalin. She couldn’t believe it finally happened. She was going to Hogwarts! She closed her eyes, and suddenly she could hear the sound of the train. She opened her eyes and there it was - the Hogwarts Express. This was the happiest day of her life. The platform was filled with students boarding the train. There were sounds all over the place, the students murmur and the animals they were bringing was making all kinds of sounds. The owl’s was shrieking loudly. Isobel wasn’t bringing an animal, not this year. The Weasley’s couldn’t afford it. At least Ron had Scabbers, but not even Isobel was jealous of that old rat. But an owl would’ve been nice though. Isobel noticed Fred and George and went up to them.
-Isobel! You can’t believe it! We just met Harry Potter! Fred said.
-Yeah, we helped him with his bag! George added.
-What? Potter?
-Kids!
Molly erupted them.While she was hugging them all, saying goodbye she noticed that Ron had dirt on his nose.
-Ron, you’ve got dirt on your nose! Let me just... she tried to clean it off with her handkerchief.
-Mum, don’t! Ron got out of her grip.
-Oh, little Ronnie got some dirt of his big nose? Fred and George was again mimicking their mother.
-Shut up!
Molly was talking to Percy, who was on a hurry to the prefect compartment.
- I’m so proud of you becoming a prefect, Percy. Molly said a bit loud so that people could hear.
-You’re a prefect? Why haven’t you told us? Fred and George said with one voice. You should have said something, we had no clue.
Ron laughed. Isobel was just yearning to board the train.
-Wait, I remember now. You may have told us once...
-Or twice...
-The whole summer...
The twins went on with their joke.
-Oh just shut up! Percy replied.
Percy left. Molly looked at the rest of the pack.
-Take care now. she said to Isobel and Ron.
-Don’t you worry, we’ll take special care of Ronnie and Izzie.
-Don’t you two start. If I get even one letter saying that you two have done any mischief like blowing up a toilet or...
-Blowing up a toilet. We’ve never done that before!
-Thanks for the tip, mum! By the way, do you know who we just met?
-Yeah, you know that little boy who stood behind us before we came here? It was Harry Potter!
-Who? Molly said. Isobel wanted to hear more. She knew all about him, like any other wizards and witches.
-Harry Potter! Fred and George replied.
-Was it really? How do you know?
-We asked him, and we saw his scar! It’s quite visible.
-Oh that’s why he came alone. Poor thing...
-Do you think he remembers how You-Know-Who looked like? Fred asked.
-I forbid you to ask him that, Fred! It was obvious she meant it.
Fred and George laughed and boarded the train. -The train tooted, it was about to leave.
-Oh, you guys have to go now. I love you both so much.
Isobel and Ron boarded the train. They waved to their mum.
-We’ll send you a Hogwarts toilet! George screamed back to Molly.
-George!
-I was only joking...
Isobel couldn’t believe it. She was actually on her way. This day was the first day of the rest of her life.


(Sorry om det saknar talsträck, men jag är lite småtrött efter att ha skrivit på min tenta hela dagen)

Kul att Isobel, som ändå inte har några blodsband till familjen, märker direkt när Fred och George försöker luras, medan Molly inte gör det. Känns som om det säger en del om hur nära hon står sina syskon, att hon verkligen är en del av familjen Weasley, oavsett blodsband.

Liten anmärkning: Det händer ibland att du blandar ihop "were" och "was" (you(sing.), we, you(plur.), they = were / I, he, she, it = was) Bara så du vet och kan tänka på det i framtiden!

Och just det, här: "Molly erupted them." Slarvfel? För jag antar att det ska stå "interrupted." ^^

Fråga: Existerar Ginny inte i den här berättelsen? Eller följde hon bara inte med till King's Cross?

Bra kapitel i övrigt, keep up the good work!

Ja, sorry med alla grammatiska fel, har inte läst igenom dem innan jag lägger upp det
Nope, Ginny existerar ej, då när Arthur och Molly adopterade Isobel fick de äntligen en dotter (Plus att jag aldrig riktigt gillat Ginny, så det var ett medvetet val) haha

Kul att du lägger märke till alla detaljer!! Som att Isobel verkligen är en Weasley även om de inte är biologisk släkt

AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!

Jag förstår ditt beslut angående Ginny, hon är en ganska intetsägande karaktär, så jag kommer inte direkt ligga sömnlös över hennes frånvaro.

Chapter 3 - On the way

-Everywhere’s full, Ron said with a sigh.
-Just keep on looking! Isobel replied.
Ron finally stopped, he opened the compartment door and asked:
-Excuse me. Do you mind? Everywhere else is full.
-Not at all, the voice replied.
Isobel recognised the voice, it must have been the boy on the platform, ”Harry Potter”. Ron went inside the compartment, followed by Isobel. Ron sat down in front of the boy. Isobel sat down next to him.
-I’m Ron by the way. Ron Weasley, and this is Isobel.
Isobel felt obligated to smile and say ”hi”. It was like meeting a famous wizard or witch, well technically it was.
-I’m Harry. Harry Potter, the boy replied.
Isobel and Ron dropped their cheeks.
-So it’s true! Ron said. I mean, do you really have the...?
-The what? Harry asked.
-The scar? Isobel replied.
Harry smiled and removed the hair from his forehead, to show the scar. It was shaped like a flash.
-Wicked! Isobel and Ron said with one voice.
-Are everyone in your family wizards? Harry asked.
-Yeah, pretty much. Ron replied. I think mum’s second cousin is an accountant or something. But we never speak about him.
-So you know a lot of spells? Harry looked hopefully at them.
They were chatting about different spells they’ve heard about. But Isobel was more curious about Harry.
-I heard you live with Muggles. What’s that like? Isobel asked.
-Oh, they’re awful! Well, not every Muggle. But the ones I live with, they are the worst! I wish I had three wizard-brothers instead, Harry replied.
-Six. Isobel said.
-I’ve got five. Ron tried to make a joke.
-Obviously? Isobel said. We’re the sixth and seventh ones to go to Hogwarts. Bill and Charlie have already finished. Percy’s the oldest brother on Hogwarts now. And then there’s Fred and George of course. Isobel explained.
-And then there’s us! Ron added. With all of their old stuff... I hate inherited stuff. Only Percy and Isobel got new clothes. Percy’s a prefect and Isobel needed clothes to fit a girl. It’s not fair.
Harry looked at Isobel, who just smiled back and shook her head.

After a few minutes a little boy with a miserable look on his face opened the compartment door and entered.
-Have you seen my toad?
Isobel could hear he was close to start crying.
-No, I’m sorry. Isobel replied.
-I’m sure he’ll turn up soon! Harry said.
The other boy shook his head and left.
- I can’t figure out why he was so upset. If I had a toad, I’d make sure to lose him straight away. Well, I got Percy’s old rat, so I guess I shouldn’t say anything! Ron said and waved Scabbers around.
Oh, that rat is really ugly, Isobel thought to herself.
-He sleeps all of the time! Ron said.
-Useless, by other words... Isobel added.
-You’re just jealous! Ron said.
Isobel made a funny face behind his back, Harry laughed.
-I’ve also inherited clothes my whole life, from my cousin. Before Hagrid came and picked me up, I didn’t know anything about me being a wizard or that my parents were killed by Voldemort...
Isobel and Ron flinched.
-What’s the matter? Harry asked.
-You said You-Know-Who’s name! Ron said both shocked and impressed.
-I’m not trying to prove myself brave or anything, I just didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to say his name. -You see? I’ve got a lot to learn. I bet I’ll be the worst in my class. Harry said and looked down in his knee.
-No, there’s lots of Muggle-borns on Hogwarts! They all learn really quick! You’re not alone, Isobel added.
Harry gave her a smile. They all looked out through the window and admired the landscape that was passing by. From time to time there was cows and horses to look at.

-Anything off the trolley, dears? A nice voice asked them.
They all turned their heads to see an old lady selling treats. Isobel and Ron looked at each other and turned back their heads to her.
-No thanks, we’re all set.
They showed her their squeezed sandwiches their mother had packed for them. Isobel felt a little ashamed for not having the money to buy anything.
-We’ll take the lot. Harry said and took a handful of galleons out of his pocket.
-Wow!
Isobel and Ron just starred at his fist and the shiny coins of gold. They didn’t know where do put all the candy, so they all had to sit next to each other to hold to candy not from falling down on the floor. Isobel started to chew on one of her favourites, a pumpkin pastille.
-Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans?
Harry hold up a very familiar bag of Bertie Bott’s. Isobel smiled, since she thought the candy was like russian roulette. You either liked it, or you wanted to throw up and die.
-They mean every flavour. There’s chocolate and peppermint and there’s also... Isobel started.
-... spinach, liver and tripe. George sweared he got a booger-flavoured one once. Ron added.
Harry spit his candy out and laid it on a piece of already used candy wrap. Isobel started to laugh. Harry picked up a box of Chocolate Frog’s.
-These aren’t real frogs, are they? He asked concerned.
-It’s just a spell, besides it’s the card you want. Each pack’s got a famous witch or wizard. I’ve got about 500 myself, Ron replied.
Isobel rolled her eyes.
-And how many of them did you get from me then? She asked him.
-I only got your replica's! Ron replied.
-Very well...
Isobel stuck out her tongue to Ron. Ron just grinned at her. Harry opened the pack, and the chocolate frog jumped up the window and through the opened window.
-Watch it! Ron said.
-It’s too late, the frog’s already begone suicide, Isobel said and started laughing.
Harry and Ron started to laugh too. Harry looked at his card.
-I’ve got Dumbledore!
It sounded like he’d won the wizard’s lottery.
-I got about six of him... Ron destroyed the moment.
-Hey, he’s gone! Harry said.
Isobel looked at his card.
-Yeah, they do that, she said.
-You can’t expect them to hang around all day, can you? Ron said.
Scabbers made a high shriek while he was trying to reach the last Bertie Bott’s beans.
-Hey, you asked if we knew any spells, right? Fred gave me a spell to turn him yellow. You want to see?
-Yeah.
Both Harry and Isobel looked forward to see. Only Isobel knew he would fail.
-Sunshine... Ron started, but before he could end it a girl opened to compartment door. She’d already put her Hogwarts robes on.
-Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville have lost his.
-No! Ron shook his head, a bit angry he was interrupted.
-Oh, you’re doing magic? Let’s see, then.
The girl sat down in front of Harry. She stared at Ron. He cleared his throat.
-Sunshine, daises, butter mellow. Turn this stupid, fat ray yellow.
Nothing happened. What a shock, Isobel thought.
-Are you sure that’s a real spell? The girl asked. Well, it’s not very good now, is it?
Ron looked at Isobel and they both had to fight not to laugh at the girl.
-I’ve tried a few simple ones, but they’ve all worked for me, she said with confidence. She took out her wand and pointed it at Harry.
-For example: Occulus Reparo.
Harry’s glasses repaired themselves. Harry took off his glasses to see the result. Isobel would have done that herself, if it wasn’t do to the fact that everyone knew you couldn’t do magic outside of Hogwarts until you were 17. Isobel laughed.
-That’s better isn’t it? The girl said. Wait. Holy cricket, you’re Harry Potter! I’m Hermione Granger, and you are? She turned her head at Isobel and Ron.
-I’m Isobel Weasley, Isobel replied. She tried to sound as normal as possible.
-And I’m Ron Weasley. Ron replied with his mouth full of chocolate cake.
-Pleasure. Hermione said. You don’t look that much alike.
-Well... Isobel replied.
-Non of your business. Ron said.
Hermione felt offended, but she knew it wasn’t her place to ask. Yet.
- Do you know what house you will sorted to? I’ve asked around a bit, and I hope I’ll end up in Gryffindor. Dumbledore himself went there. But Ravenclaw seemed nice as well. Anyway, I’d better help Neville to find his toad and you three better change into robes. I expect we’ll be arriving soon.
She headed for the door.
-You’ve got dirt on your nose, by the way? She told Ron. Just there.
She pointed her finger at her own nose to show where it was. Ron tried to get it off with his finger. Isobel helped him.
-Which house I end up in, I for sure hope that she won’t be in the same one. Ron said.
Isobel nodded. She didn’t like that girl. Too nosy.
-We’d better change, then. Isobel said.