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Chapter 1: I'm Dennis, Dennis Creevey.
"Hurry! Get on the train before it leaves! Write as often as you can and tell me about your days, OK?"
"Yeees mom, I'll write you tomorrow to tell you about which house I got in and- PLEASE DON'T! People are watching!" Espen cried out protest as his mom planted a big kiss on his cheeks before giving him a big hug.
"Be safe and behave, you hear me! I don't want to get any letters from the school telling me you've given someone potatoes for ears. Now get on the train." she said as she guided him on board. Espen smiled to his mom and tried not to notice her tears before hopping onto the train dragging his giant suitcase after him in one hand and carrying the cage of his Owl, Hugo in the other. Moments after he was on board the train, it started moving and he could see his mom standing there all alone. He looked around on the other parents standing around her, all in pairs and waving to their children as they rolled past.
Madeleine Ambroise, was a pure-blood witch and had attended Beauxbatons in her youth. After graduation she visited other countries with her friends. It was at their visit to Norway to learn about the Norwegian troll tribes, that she had met Esbjørn Norum. He was a muggle and was clueless to magic. But she fell in love with him the moment she laid eyes on him. Her other pure-blood friends didn't approve of her love for a muggle, so Madeleine decided to leave her so called friends and stay in the Norwegian village with Esbjørn, who had grown fond of her as well. During those summer months they got as close as two people can be and they conceived a child together, but their love wasn't destined to last. As most of the Norwegian villages, fishing was one of the most important incomes of food there, and Esbjørn was a fisherman by tradition. He had ventured out to sea with three other men and never returned. The sea had claimed them as it had many other brave men and women. Devastated and heartbroken she went Paris to resume the life she had left behind while being with Esbjørn. Months later she gave birth to a healthy baby boy and named him Espen Aidan Norum, to honor the man she had fallen hopelessly in love with in a small village in Norway. She Later applied for an internship in the Ministry of Magics department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, in England.
Espen had grown up with the knowledge of his parents history and his dads death at sea. His mom never found another man to love, and Espen grew up without a father. The day Espen's letter from Hogwarts arrived months earlier, his mom were overjoyed. They set out to Diagon Alley days later to pick up books and other school stuff, but most importantly a wand! Espen had tried seven wands before finding the one for him. It was made of oak, 11 inches long with a hair from a Unicorn in it's core. Mr. Olivander was very happy with Espen when he shot a stream of gold and silver sparks from it when he touched it. After that he went to Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions to get his school uniform and robes. His mom hadn't even opened her mouth before Espen was swept away by Madam Malkin and put up on stool so she could measure him. Espen hated clothes shopping and started to look around the store instead while the women talked. To his left was an old mirror that reflected his thin figure. Brushing some stray dark brown strands of hair out of his green-blue eyes, he looked at his pale, skinny body as his mind had begun to wander into dark thoughts. He thought about how he had grown up without a dad and living alone with his mother as the rest of the family had pretty much disowned her for daring to have a child with a muggle and to bring this child home. Just months before he had been attending a school for muggle kids since his mom worked full-time in the Ministry of Magic. There he had learned to read and write and all the basic skills, other than magic, needed to attend Hogwarts. Espen had never made any real friends there, and was known as the quiet boy that never attended sports or never spoke up in class, but still managed to get top grades.
Now he stood inside the train watching his mom fading into the distance from the window. He could finally go to a school where he could tell others about Quidditch and talk about magic! He smiled as he dried a tear from the corner of his eye, straightened his muggle jacked and ventured into the corridor to find a place to sit. As it happened, most carts were full of kids, some more than others. At the end of the train he found an empty compartment to sit in. Just as he was trying to get his suitcase up onto the luggage rack, he misstepped and the suitcase fell back onto him. As he fell he could hear someone yell out and open the door to the compartment. He heard someone talk to him, but his head hurt so much he didn't get anything of what the voice had said. All he could do was to try to sit back up. He felt a small pair of hands wrap around his arm to helped him stand up. As his head cleared and the stars faded away, Espen finally got a look at who had helped him. It was a boy, with mousy hair and brown eyes and a worried look on his face.
"Colin! Come and help!" he shouted out as another boy with the same mouse hair, probably a few years older came in and helped Espen stand back up.
"Are you alright?" the youngest boy asked while he held Espen standing up straight.
"I'm f-fine... The suitcase was a li-little heavier than I had thought." Espen said as he held his free hand to his head where the suitcase had hit him. The older boy picked up Espen suitcase and put it up on the rack next to his Hugo's cage. "Are you sure? Looks like you took a bad hit to your head!" the youngest said as he examined Espens head.
"I said I'm fine! Now, can you give me my arm back?" Espen asked at the boy, but the moment the he let go of Espens arm, the room began to spin and he fell down on his back again. Now both of the boys helped him stand up and got him to a seat before they both sat down still with worried looks on their faces.
"Colin? You coming? We found Evan and the others just two compartments away." another boy had popped his head into the compartment looking for the oldest of the boys.
"I'll be right there. You want to join us Dennis? I heard Evan got some really cool stuff from his dad this summer." the boy named Colin asked the younger boy, but he just shook his had and quickly nodded towards Espen and gave the other boy a look that clearly said "I want to make sure he is alright first". Colin shrugged, looked one last time at Espen then went out of the cabin and closed the door behind him. Now it was only Espen and the other boy there. Still with his hand on his head, Espen now looked more closely at the boy on the seat opposite him. He concluded that the boy had to be as old as him, at least not any older by the look of his skinny arms and legs and his light build. His mouse-brown hair was short, but was clearly curled. He had a few freckles on his nose and his brown eyes now stared straight at him.
"Soooo.... What's your name? I'm Dennis, Dennis Creevey" he said and put out his hand as to give a handshake. Espen took it and shook it before saying his name.
"I'm Espen, Espen Norum."
"That's a funny name." Dennis said smiling nervously at Espen. "Where is it from?"
"It's Norwegian," Espen answered tired of this question as it had been asked to him at least a hundred times over his eleven years. "My dad was Norwegian, but he died before I was born so my mom wanted to name me after him." Dennis got a deep red color in his face, obviously embarrassed, especially now that he knew the answer to the question. He gave Espen an apologizing look before saying anything again.
"I'm so sorry... My mom died too, when I was little. It's just me, my brother and my dad. My dad is a milkman and-"
"Milkman? Is he a mug... I mean, isn't he a wizard?"
"No, we had never heard of this place before my brother got the letter from Hogwarts two years ago. And this year I got in as well! My dad could hardly believe it when my letter arrived, but he worries a lot though." Dennis said with a serious look on his face. "The year my brother Colin started at Hogwarts he got petrified, by a basilisk!"
"No way!" Espen burst out. He had heard about the basilisk from two years before and the Chamber of Secrets being opened. With his mother working in the Ministry, she had told him about it.
"It's true! He was going to visit Harry Potter at the infir-"
"He knows Harry Potter?!" Espen almost fell out of his seat this time. He had grown up with stories of 'The Boy Who Lived'. His mom had told Espen all about him the year he had started at Hogwarts as it had been plenty about him in the Daily Prophet at the time.
"He does! Here, look." Dennis took out a black&white photo from his jacket. It was a picture of two, no, three people. One of them was a younger version of Colin, looking as happy as can be. Standing beside him was a tall blond man with a wide smile who tried to pull a third one into the picture with little success. After a little while the man gave up and posed for the picture with Colin. "Isn't it cool?" Dennis said with awe as he looked on the picture. "Dennis sent us tons of these kind of pictures from his first year. My dad thought it had to be something wrong with his eyes when the pictures moved!" he laughed as just the idea of this was ridiculous. To Espen, this was nothing new as his mom was a witch, their house was full of paintings and photos that moved. Espens favorite poster was from his favorite Quidditch team, the Falmouth Falcons, and they all flied around the poster throwing the Quaffle to each other while smiling to who ever looked on them.
"Are you sure that's Harry Potter? It just looks like his arm... Or is it his arm?"
"I have more!" Dennis said excitingly as he pulled out five-six more photos out to show him. One of them was of a black haired boy lying on the ground squirming in pain with a broomstick next to him. As he looked closely he could clearly see the scar. A lightning-bolt!
"Did Colin take all of these?" Espen asked as he noticed his mouth was open in awe and quickly decided to closed it.
"It was the last picture we got from Colin his first year as he got petrified later that same night..." Dennis said as he looked down on his shoes. "He got these developed before he went out that night, trying to sneak up to the infirmary to see Harry Potter as he was injured, but he never made it up. He met the basilisk in the hallway and tried to take a picture of it with his camera but the film got burned and he got petrified. But it could had been worse!" he said quickly when he noticed the look on Espens face. "If Colin hadn't tried taking that picture he would have looked the basilisk in the eyes and died instead!" A long silence followed this statement as Espen tried to take in all this information.
"So what about your mother? Is she a witch then?" Dennis asked carefully, not wanting to hurt Espen again.
"Yes she is. That whole side of the family are. I'm the only one in our family history that's not of pure-blood." They continued to talk about each others families for a long time. Espen told Dennis the story of how his parents had met and how her family had reacted to her being with child. Later Espen explained how Quidditch worked and everything that had happened during the world cup in the midst of summer. When the food trolley arrived, Espen bought them a few Cauldron Cakes and Chocolate Frogs before they continued talking about what they could expect during their first year at Hogwarts. The talk never stopped and both talked so much that none of them noticed the heavy rain outside the window and before they knew it, they were nearly at Hogsmeade station. They quickly decided they should change into their uniform, Dennis had to run out to his brother to get his before he could change into his. They locked the door and pulled the curtains over the windows as they took off their muggle clothes that they had worn to the station and put on their changed into their uniform. Espen tried not to look too much at his new friend as he pulled off one article of clothing after the other and then finally stood there only wearing a pair of white boxer-briefs. His pulse skyrocketed when he noticed the rather sizable lump that pushed out the fabric at Dennis' boxer-briefs. The lump looked somewhat hard from this angle, but he decided to look away when he felt a rush of blood going to his own privates and he turned his back at Dennis. Espen took off his own clothes and put on his school uniform. He put on the charcoal gray trousers and started to button up his plain white shirt before he put on his jumper and tied his shoes. Espen put on his open cloak and turned to look on his friend. He too had finished changing now and they both they were just about to take down Espens suitcase when a voice echoed through the train telling them to leave the luggage on the train, as it would be brought up to the school later. The train stopped and Espen and Dennis walked out and became soaking wet within seconds. Dennis spotted his brother and tried to follow him but Colin stopped him and looked on them both as he smiled at them and winked. "You two can't come with me now, you have to go him." he said and pointed at a light from a lantern at the other end of the platform. It rained so heavy that they could couldn't see the one holding the lantern, but they could hear him.
"First years! First years this way!" a deep voice called out and others around them walked towards the voice. Espen and Dennis walked over there and both Espen and Dennis' jaws dropped as they saw a mountain of a man greeting them. The man was towering over even the tallest of the students. Espen thought he had to be at least twice the size of a normal man, and three times as wide! He had rugged black hair and beard and wore a thick mole skin overcoat. Despite his scary outer look he had a warm smile they could even see through the beard.
"Everyone here? OK! Follow me everyone!" the giant shouted out and started walking down a slope that led into the trees with the first-years following suit. After a little while following the giants lantern, which was the only thing they could see, they arrived at a lake. It was huge, black and was storming! On the shore there were lots of small boats that the giant now walked towards. On the other side of the lake, on top of a hill they could see the faint lights from what had to be Hogwarts castle. By the amount of lights, the castle had to be enormous!
"A-are we going to use those to get over the lake?" Espen pointed at the small boats. Espen had never liked water much and ever since he learned his dad had drowned at sea he had never gotten on a boat if he could avoid it.
"Yes, they are safe enough. Just two and two in the boats please! We don't want anyone falling out into the water tonight." the giant replied as he took a slightly larger boat for himself. They all paired up, Dennis and Espen shared one and both looked slightly scared at the thought of this tiny boat holding out in this stormy waters.
"Everyone ready? LET'S GO!" the giant shouted and the boats started moving by themselves. At first it went pretty smooth but that soon changed. Around halfway the waters started getting real bad! One huge wave crashed against their boat and Dennis fell out into the water. Panicking Espen shouted to the giant that Dennis had fallen over board. Students around him started screaming and tried to see where he had gone. Espen was just about to jump into the water to try to find Dennis, when Dennis suddenly came flying out! He crashed into the boat again and from the spot he came up, Espen could in a fraction of a second, see the tip of a dark tentacle slipping into the dark waters again.
"Are you alright? I thought you were a gonner for sure!" Espen asked relieved he didn't have to jump into the waters. Espen had learned how to swim at the muggle school, but that was in a still pool. This was far deeper and far colder than any pool Espen had been to.
"I'm fine... Something grabbed me and pushed me back in again. I don't know what though. Did you see it?" Dennis asked shivering. The water must have been really cold and Espen wrapped his arms around his friend.
"Umm... No, I didn't. I just saw you come flying back into the boat. Let me warm you up. We're almost there now, I can see the shore." Not far ahead, Espen noticed a long dock. As soon as everyone were out of their boats and on the safe docks, the giant rushed over to Dennis to check on him. He overheard then took off his giant mole skin overcoat and wrapped Dennis in it and they then started walking up a road up to the castle.
To be continued...