Once at King's Cross, Madeline was left alone to find the platform.
She recounted the instructions her father gave her in preparation for her arrival.
She wasn't eager to run full force into a brick wall until she'd seen at least a few wizards do so themselves. Sure enough, as she sat back and watched between the platforms, children and families with trolleys stacked with luggage rushed to the barrier and disappeared.
Once it was her turn, she, like the many others, found herself squeezing her eyes shut as she passed through the barrier with ease.
When she opened her eyes, Madeline was astonished to find that she was actually at the real Hogwarts Express. She'd read about it countless times in her texts on the school, but seeing its candy apple red hue almost felt surreal.
Coming to her senses, she uncurled her fists and looked around cautiously. Wizards and witches were everywhere. Even more than she'd seen in Diagon Alley.
Following your unboarding of the train and getting off of the carriages, go straight to the headmaster's office upon your arrival and await further instruction.
Madeline pushed her trolley forward to the steam engine. She glanced at the clock on the brick inlay wall.
Five to eleven.
She needed to board.
Families embraced and waved off their children, tearful goodbyes being heard from every direction. Madeline stood for a moment to take it all in, until she began shifting on her heels; partly nervous to board the train for the first time, and partly disheartened that she didn't have anyone to wave her off.
She pushed the nerves away and neared the edge of the train entrance, barely taking the time to register her luggage being stowed and compartments being filled.
The corridor of the train was already packed with students, some little ones in plain black robes like herself, assumed to be first years, others in their house colour robes, and some in muggle clothing.
Just as she'd gotten used to being pushed and pulled by hordes of students, she bumped haphazardly into a blonde girl dawned in robes with an emerald green lining. A magazine slipping from her fingertips.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Madeline hastily apologised.
"It's alright!" The blonde witch bent down to collect her strewn magazine.
Madeline nervously picked at her fingernails, chipping the end of a lacquered fingertip like she'd done the entire taxi ride to Kings Cross.
Just as she was about to ask the witch where the prospective first years should be sat, the witch smiled and looked, her bright blue eyes sparkling.
"Are you lost? I haven't seen you before," she said curiously, the corners of her mouth peaking into a smile.
She was very pretty, and evidently very kind.
"It's my first year—And kind of my fifth year. I was homeschooled," Madeline rambled.
As the other girl pursed her lips in thought, Madeline extended a hand.
"Madeline Lilith."
"Daphne Greengrass," she greeted, smiling as she reached down and shook her hand excitedly.
"Nice to meet you—"
"You can sit with us!" Daphne Greengrass suddenly squealed, making Madeline's brows involuntarily raise.
Daphne abruptly began to wave a hand down the corridor making Madeline turn to see another similarly dressed blonde witch coming straight toward them.
"Jolie! Look! I've met a new student! She's in our year—a transfer!" Daphne shouted.
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FanfictionFred Weasley X OC Fanfiction Madeline Lilith Snape embarks on her first year to finally attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, although this would have been her fifth year if not for her fathers insistence on homeschooling her until now...
