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~(Y/N) POV~

I sit up and push my white silk sheets to the side. A knock lightly taps from the other side of my bedroom door.

"Miss (Y/n)?" My house elf, Ollie, calls to me. "How was your nap?"

"Come in, Ollie. It was fine." I reply.

"Would miss (Y/n) like the Daily Prophet again today?" She waddles toward me.

"Yes, thank you." I yawn.

The front title reads, 'Issue no. 187, September 1st, 1993, Serius Black Sighted.'

"Another sighting?" I ask Ollie.

"Yes, Miss." She twiddles her thumbs.

"Did my mother say when we're leaving for Platform 9&3/4?" I stare at the ceiling, deep in thought.

"4:00 pm."

"Perfect. Anything else?"

"No ma'am."

"Okay. Go and check on Jazmine for me. Make sure she has everything for her first year." I walk over to my vanity.

Ollie stumbles out and closes the door behind her.

I smile as I look over to the corner of my room, where piles of matched luggage are stacked neatly in rows.

I've missed Hogwarts terribly. It's getting harder and harder to come home every year. But, most importantly, I've missed my friends.

'Blaise, Caroline, Adrian, Lorenzo...' I start to list in my head.

'Draco...' I've missed him the most.

And, I've been worried. He's barely sent me back any owls. Today's going to be the first day I've seen him in two or three months.

Aside from that, my summer has been okay. My parents were gone with Elijah, so I just had to deal with Jazmine. She's going into her first year, and it's my responsibility to make sure she has everything she needs. 

Ollie apparated us to Diagon Alley. We were there for nearly hours. Jazmine wanted everything to be "Perfect."

I slide on a black skirt with my usual white button-down and apply some mascara. I changed more drastically than I did last year. I'm significantly more curvy than I used to be.

Not that it matters much.

I look at the clock and sigh. We'll be leaving soon.

I grab my small bag and lock my bedroom door behind me. Ollie will apparate the rest of my luggage to the platform.

I hesitate when I pass Maxx's room.

'I'll find you, Maxx.' I internally promise. 'I know you're alive somewhere.'

I blink away the tears forming at the corners of my eyes, and proceed down our giant staircase. Elijah, Jazmine, my mother, and my father are waiting at the bottom.

"You're sure Jazmine has everything on the list?" My mother points her finger at me.

"I'm sure." I tell her.

"Let's be on our way then." She holds out her right arm.

The second I grab hold, the world blurs, and we appear at Platform 9&3/4.

"We'll see you off right here. The both of us got called... into work." My father hesitates.

Jazmine and Elijah hug them tightly, then run off. I give a short wave, goodbye, and turn to leave.

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