Savior - Mattheo Riddle

Chapter 2

I opened my eyes in a whip. It was probably a good idea that I did, because I was close to being runned down by a bike. I stepped back quickly, so I stood on the sidewalk. I looked around. This does not look like a train station. I looked confused at Freia.

"This does not look like a train station to me?" I said.

"No shit sherlock!" She said frustrated. Emanuel laughed. I did as well. We stood there for a minute.

"Do you know where we are?" I said. I looked at the clock. It was almost 6 am. Yes, I said 6 am. We were rushing this morning. We had about two hours to find Kings Cross. Guess that would be easy, I thought to myself and sighed.

Emanuel pointed at a map. We walked closer. Fuck. We were at the completely opposite end of the town. London was humongous!

"Guess we have to walk!" I began walking. "Urgh! Come on then!" I said.

"I could just appara-"

"No! I don't want to go from France, just because you can't do it right!" I said dramatically.

"Haha.. So funny." Freia said.

"Yeah I know! I find myself very hilarious."

Freia did a quick spell so my suitcases diminished. The muggles around us looked confused at us. I just gave them one of these awkward "I-Don't-Know-What's-Going-On-Either" smiles. Then we walked. And walked. And walked. It felt like hours.

"I'm so hungry! Y/N please, I need some food!" I turned around.

"Okay, go find some food. I'll be waiting here." I sighed. Emanuel looked at me.

"It's fine. Go with her." I smiled. He nodded and smiled back.

I looked around. Looked at all the different faces, bodies and clothing. I found a bench, sat down and just looked around. Oh that rhymed. Nature talent. An old lady walked towards me and sat beside me. I gave her a smile.

"Hello my dear." She said.

"Hi." I responded.

"You do know that you could be a model right? You're very pretty!"

"Oh-" I said awkwardly. "Thanks..." She turned around and faced me. She chuckled.

She sighed. "Yeah... you look just like my daughter, when she was young. Very pretty. I haven't seen her in a long time now. I guess it must be 3 years since we saw each other." She looked into the thin air, as if she was imagining her.

"Oh, I'm sorry." What should I say? I feel bad.

"Don't be dear." She looked me in the eyes. It looked like she was keeping her tears at bay. "I'm telling you dear, do not ever say sorry for something you haven't done. It isn't your fault." I smiled at her. I like her.

"I'll try to remember that." I stood up when I saw my siblings. I turned around to wave goodbye at her, but she was already gone. Weird.

We were now walking fast, to get there in time. "Hurry up Y/N! I don't think the train waits for you." She handed me a sandwich. I looked at it. I got a lump in my throat. I slowed down, so I could throw the sandwich out. I wasn't hungry. I will be fine without it. Hopefully. There are around 260 calories in that thing. Too much for me. I secretly threw it out, with nobody catching me.

I looked at my watch. 7.30. Jesus, we can't get there in time!

"Uhmm sis, I don't think we can get there in time! It's 7.30." I walked up to them.

"Yes we will, idiot. Just look!" She pointed forwards. I tried to see what it was. There were so many people here. Then I saw a huge sign saying "Kings Cross Station". We were here. Oh thanks god!