Eleanor Lestrange - the Divergent
written by Dora Scamander
Two girls. Two friends. With two big secrets. This book starts with Eleanor Lestrange. She has always lived at home because her family thinks it a disgrace that she even exists. A squib in the line of purebloods? Finally Eleanor's elder brother, Alban, takes pity on her... Then, at chapter twelve, we go into Lottie Greygrove's mind, Lottie, who has just started Hogwarts, despairing of how she will ever fit in... how can she, with the terrible secret she keeps inside? BOOK IN PROGRESS - if a part stops suddenly, its because I'm in the middle of writing it. NOTE: if you liked this book, please message me. I'd love to know who enjoys my work :)
Last Updated
05/31/21
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Chapter Five
Chapter 5
Eleanor landed uncomfortably on hard concrete, grazing her knee. Getting gingerly to her feet, she looked around.
They appeared to be in a parking lot. Alban was also getting to his feet, but Asher (who was smirking down at the two of them) and Eleanor's mother were still standing. Muggles were around, but Eleanor didn't think anybody had seen them appear there. She felt her heart begin to thump loudly. She must be miles away from home...
"Hogwarts Express, here we come." She heard Alban say from next to her. "Come on, Elle."
They made their way across the car park towards the famous King's Cross Station. Eleanor could not stop staring, appalled at everything around her. So big! So busy! Her eyes were even wider than usual, and she saw Alban grinning across at her. "Wait till you get onto Platform 9 and 3/4." He whispered.
"This way." Snapped Eleanor's mother. "And hurry up, would you? I've got to take -" She gestured at Eleanor "-home yet, and then get to the ministry."
Eleanor smiled to herself.
They had now arrived between platforms nine and ten, and Eleanor saw the wall which was the portal to the platform. She had a sudden thought, and turned anxiously to Alban. "Alban, what if I can't get through the portal? I don't have magic, and -"
"Lower your voice." Alban warned. "And don't worry, I've read about that. Squi - people like you can go through, it's only muggles that are prevented."
Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief.
"You know what to do." Eleanor's mother said to the boys. "As for you," Turning to Eleanor, "Copy them."
Asher went obediently forward with his trolley, checked no one was looking, and walked forwards through the brick wall. Alban did the same, and then Eleanor's mother shoved Eleanor forward. "Go."
Very hesitantly, Eleanor walked forwards.
"Hurry up!" Her mother hissed. "The muggles will see if you're slow!"
Taking a deep breath, Eleanor walked through the portal.
One second, and she was through. Eleanor looked around her, and a gasp escaped her lips. Platform 9 and 3/4 was bustling with wizards and witches in many coloured robes. Owls fluttered overhead or stood disapproving in their cages, cats curled around their legs, and Eleanor even saw a few toads jumping about. The train stood shining and scarlet, almost ready for departure.
Eleanor's mother appeared through the portal. "You wait here." She snapped at Eleanor. "I've got to tell Asher something." And she vanished into the crowd.
Eleanor suddenly noticed that Alban was standing next to her. "It's time to go." He whispered. "While mother's gone."
For a fraction of a second Eleanor felt fear. Maybe this was a terrible idea. Then the feeling went and she nodded, and followed Alban amidst the crowd to the train.
Alban jumped on and stretched out his hand to help Eleanor. She hesitated, her hand outstretched, and then, with a firm nod she took Alban's hand and jumped onto the train.
They appeared to be in a parking lot. Alban was also getting to his feet, but Asher (who was smirking down at the two of them) and Eleanor's mother were still standing. Muggles were around, but Eleanor didn't think anybody had seen them appear there. She felt her heart begin to thump loudly. She must be miles away from home...
"Hogwarts Express, here we come." She heard Alban say from next to her. "Come on, Elle."
They made their way across the car park towards the famous King's Cross Station. Eleanor could not stop staring, appalled at everything around her. So big! So busy! Her eyes were even wider than usual, and she saw Alban grinning across at her. "Wait till you get onto Platform 9 and 3/4." He whispered.
"This way." Snapped Eleanor's mother. "And hurry up, would you? I've got to take -" She gestured at Eleanor "-home yet, and then get to the ministry."
Eleanor smiled to herself.
They had now arrived between platforms nine and ten, and Eleanor saw the wall which was the portal to the platform. She had a sudden thought, and turned anxiously to Alban. "Alban, what if I can't get through the portal? I don't have magic, and -"
"Lower your voice." Alban warned. "And don't worry, I've read about that. Squi - people like you can go through, it's only muggles that are prevented."
Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief.
"You know what to do." Eleanor's mother said to the boys. "As for you," Turning to Eleanor, "Copy them."
Asher went obediently forward with his trolley, checked no one was looking, and walked forwards through the brick wall. Alban did the same, and then Eleanor's mother shoved Eleanor forward. "Go."
Very hesitantly, Eleanor walked forwards.
"Hurry up!" Her mother hissed. "The muggles will see if you're slow!"
Taking a deep breath, Eleanor walked through the portal.
One second, and she was through. Eleanor looked around her, and a gasp escaped her lips. Platform 9 and 3/4 was bustling with wizards and witches in many coloured robes. Owls fluttered overhead or stood disapproving in their cages, cats curled around their legs, and Eleanor even saw a few toads jumping about. The train stood shining and scarlet, almost ready for departure.
Eleanor's mother appeared through the portal. "You wait here." She snapped at Eleanor. "I've got to tell Asher something." And she vanished into the crowd.
Eleanor suddenly noticed that Alban was standing next to her. "It's time to go." He whispered. "While mother's gone."
For a fraction of a second Eleanor felt fear. Maybe this was a terrible idea. Then the feeling went and she nodded, and followed Alban amidst the crowd to the train.
Alban jumped on and stretched out his hand to help Eleanor. She hesitated, her hand outstretched, and then, with a firm nod she took Alban's hand and jumped onto the train.
