The Potter Twins

Platform 9 ¾ this way!

Chapter 7: Platform 9 ¾ this way!

London Train Station Up on a crossing bridge, this is how me and Harry will be getting to Hogwarts the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry by train. I lean on the cart I am pushing as Gizmo who is happily sitting on my cases next to a very quiet Amaris, who is just looking around from within his birdcage. I hate keeping him in a cage but it is only until we get to Hogwarts then he is allowed to fly freely thankfully. I try to keep up with the long strides from Hagrid who walks beside me and Harry it's hard considering my short legs I feel like I'm practically jogging.

As we walk on the platform of the train station Hagrid gets a strange look from a nearby couple "What're you looking at?" he questions to which the couple quickly avert their gaze. I mean I can't blame the couple for their odd gazes he is a very tall man.

I watch as Hagrid reaches into his pocket pulling out a small pocket watch clipping open the small lid his eyes widen in surprise from the time which must mean he's late for something important I hope it is not our train we are late for.  "Blimey, is that the time?? Sorry, Harry, Willow, I'm gonna have to leave you. Dumbledore'll be wanting his... well, he'll be wanting to see me. Now, uh, your train leaves in 10 minutes. Here's your ticket. Stick to it, Harry that's very important. Stick to your ticket" he hands both of the tickets for the train over to Harry.

Harry looks down at the tickets which seem to be golden that's not a normal ticket he has secured in his hands "Platform 9 ¾?" I question looking over Harry's shoulder to look at the tickets. "But Hagrid, there must be a mistake. This says Platform 9 ¾. There's no such thing... is there?" Harry states confusingly as he looks up at Hagrid only to notice that he had vanished into thin air.

You would have thought a big guy like that how could you not notice him disappear or see him in the station at all if he was to walk away but he had vanished like it was magic.

Sighing I look up wondering how we are supposed to find this train "come on" I huff as both I and Harry with our carts walk down the lane in between the trains to find our own one on a platform that does not even exist. A man rushes past "sorry" he shouts back as he rushes past the controller which Harry seems to notice first taking charge he tries to catch the mans attention. "Excuse me, excuse me".

"Right on your left, ma'am", the controller says nicely to the woman and child trying to find their train to take to god knows where. "Excuse me, Sir. Can you tell me where I might find Platform 9 ¾?" Harry questions the man hopefully he can help us out. "9 ¾? Think you're being funny, do ya?" he rudely states before leaving well wasn't he a helpful polite gentleman. 

Blowing some of my hair out of my face I sigh leaning more on my cart looking around Hagrid still has to be here somewhere we do not even know where we are going. Tiling my head to the left I stand up more properly as a woman, daughter, and four boys walk by, pushing carts like the ones mine and Harry are pushing "It's the same year after year. Always packed with Muggles, of course," the woman Huffs as she walks past me and Harry.

"Muggles?" I question looking at Harry with a raised eyebrow to which he also looks at me at the same time same expression on his face"muggle is a wizards word for non-magical folk" I smile reciting what Hagrid had said the first night we had met him. "Come on. Platform 9 ¾ this way!" spinning my cart around both me and Harry follow the family as they walk up to a wall.

"All right, Percy, you first" the woman turns to a tall boy with red hair to which he walks forward upon hearing his name he takes no time at all to second guess his decision as he runs towards the brick wall with his cart, amazingly, he disappears right into it.

Magic is a wonderful thing.

"Fred, you next." she states looking towards one of her sons "He's not Fred, I am!" an exact copy of the first boy appears next to her as she jumps another set of twins but identical. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother!" the boy said.