The journey to King's Cross was very uneventful the next morning. The Ministry of Magic cars seemed almost ordinary. Though Celeste noticed that they could slide through gaps between buildings and cars. They reached King's Cross with twenty minutes to spare; the Ministry drivers found them trolleys, unloaded their trunks, touched their hats in salute to Mr. Weasley, and drove away, somehow managing to jump to the head of an unmoving line at the traffic lights.
Mr. Weasley kept close to Harry's elbow all the way into the station. While Rose, who met them at that station, kept close to Celeste.
"Right then," Mr. Weasley said, glancing around them. "Let's do this in pairs, as there are so many of us. I'll go through first with Harry."
Mr. Weasley strolled toward the barrier between platforms nine and ten, pushing Harry's trolley and apparently very interested in the InterCity 125 that had just arrived at platform nine. With a meaningful look at Harry, he leaned casually against the barrier. Harry imitated him.
Next Rose and Celeste went. Just walking casually through after looking around to see if anyone noticed.
In a moment, they had fallen through the solid metal onto platform nine and threequarters and looked up to see the Hogwarts Express, a scarlet steam engine, puffing smoke over a platform packed with witches and wizards seeing their children onto the train.
Percy and Ginny suddenly appeared behind Rose and Celeste. They were panting and had apparently taken the barrier at a run.
"Ah, there's Penelope!" said Percy, smoothing his hair and going pink
again. Celeste caught Ginny's eye, and they both turned away to hide their laughter as Percy strode over to a girl with long, curly hair, walking with his chest thrown out so that she couldn't miss his shiny badge.
Once the remaining Weasleys and Hermione had joined them, Harry and Mr. Weasley led the way to the end of the train, past packed compartments, to a carriage that looked quite empty. They loaded the trunks onto it, stowed Hedwig Jack and Crookshanks in the luggage rack, then went back outside to say goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
Mrs. Weasley kissed all her children, Celeste, then Hermione, and finally Harry. She was also kissed and hugged by her mother.
"Have a good year, yeah?" Her Mum said as she pulled her into a hug.
"Of course I will," Celeste said, "I always do." She smirked.
"I wasn't no letters from Mcgonagal either." She warned.
"Mum," She began, "Minnie loves me." She said, knowing the witch would never actually send a letter home.
"I'm sure she does," Rose pet her daughter jokingly, "Please be careful this year sweetheart." Rose worried, "Don't do anything stupid, especially with your Da-, I mean Sirius Black on the loose."
Celeste frowned. She was still her Dad. She can say Dad, can she not? "Of course I will Mum." Celeste reassured her Mum, "It's not like I'm gonna chase him or something." She was pulled into another bone crushing hug.
"I wish Moony was here." Celeste sighed into the hug. "I miss him."
"He's a lot closer than you think." Rose muttered under her breath.
"What?" Celeste pulled back. Looking at her mother questionably.
"I-" She was cut off by Mrs. Weasley. Thank God or she'd ruin the surprise.
"I've made you all sandwiches. Here you are, Ron... no, they're not corned beef... Fred? Where's Fred? Here you are dear..."
"Harry," said Mr. Weasley quietly, "come over here for a moment."
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Anchor~ Harry James Potter
Fanfiction-- A girl who was born on the eight month to the house of black and Solatto, the month after the boy who lived, should their prophecy's align into an even bigger catastrophe? Celeste Solatto was just a girl, Harry Potter was just a boy. The two cl...
