Sophora's P.O.V.
Eleven o'clock. the time that the Hogwarts train leaves the 9 and 3/4 station. Eleven thirty. the time I have a meeting with the professors and head boy on board the train. Twenty minutes. That’s the time that it takes to get from my house to kings cross by flying on my broomstick. Ten fifty. Ten minutes to get to platform 9 and 3/4, thirty minutes from my important meeting, and also the time it is now. So let me ask you this: if it takes twenty minutes to get to kings cross station, I have ten minutes to get there, and I slept in and haven't packed, how am I going to get there on time? Seriously! How? Can you tell me? I only have ten minutes!
“Big trunk...check. Little trunk...check. Bag...check. Broomstick...check. Snake tank...check. Maligna(means spiteful in Latin)...check. Cat carrier...check. And finally...Darkness... Darkness? Darkness!” I yelled looking around the hallway for my pale green-eyed black cat. I was late as it was and she was going to make me even later! I honestly don't even know how I am going to make the train! It was so far away! My nimbus may be fast, but not that fast!
“What? I'm right here!”said Darkness from somewhere. Well, she didn't actually talk. I just preformed legilimency and peered into her mind and that was what she was thinking. Then a dark cloud appeared in front of me. That was her special ability actually. She could become darkness. For a cat, even a magical one, that was pretty impressive.
“Get in your cat carrier! I'm late!” I told her pointing to the cat carrier willing her to get in. She did so, but not without thinking ' yeah, and that affects me how?'. I swear, that cats sarcasm was going to be the death of me!
Now that I had my cat snake, and luggage, I was ready to go. But I had five minutes, so how was I going to pull it off? I could fly, but I would be late for the meeting. I couldn't floo there, there was no fire place! I could take a bus or taxi, but that would take even longer. Even the triple-decker, purple bus for stranded wizards couldn't get me there fast enough! What to do?
Then it hit me! I'll apparate there! I knew how to and I was old enough, so why not? I shrunk down my luggage and my broomstick so that it could fit into my pocket. Then I put Maligna's Tank on Darkness's cage and picked it up. Then I thought of Platform nine and three quarters. Wizards running about, owls flying delivering last minute items, the big deep red train, and the smiling of parents, parents that I could never have waving their children goodbye. And in an instant I felt as if I had been pulled backwards on a roller coaster while upside down. When I opened my eyes I was there, at platform nine and three quarters.
Glancing at the clock, I saw that I had a minute. I walked up to the train past all the witches and wizards and luggage carts and got aboard, snake tank and cat cage floating behind me. I almost walked to the very back of the train to sit with the rest of the Slytherins,but remembered that all teachers and heard boy and hear girl have their own train car. So turning back towards the front of the train. I walked through a few cars. The chatter of the kids was ever so loud, but I figured that I would once again get used to it. Normally, because I live alone, I heard nothing but silence...or close to it anyways so at the beginning of each year I find myself surprised at the level of noise.
I finally found the first car. It was smaller than the others. It didn't have eight cubicles where four people could be seated. Instead, there were four cubicles with a small tables and some chairs. I assumed that that would be where the meeting would be held. It looked pretty cool in this car actually. I had been in here once in my third year, but I remember it looking differently than it did right now.
The train whistle blew and the train started moving and because I was an adequately smart person, I decided to find out which cubicle to sit in. In the upper right one sat Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, and Professor Crossly, the new defense against the dark arts teacher, talking about the latest issue of witches weekly. Honestly, it was a pretty funny sight. I didn't want to sit there and listen to 'did you see that wonderful new witches hat that was up for the offer of only five galleons?' 'oh yes! That royal blue would go perfect with your eyes Minerva!' for most of the train ride.
