Before the Storm- Sebastian Sallow and Ominis Gaunt Love Triangle

Chapter 4: Hogwarts Express

"Poppy hurry up, we are going to be late" I yell. She had been so absorbed into her larger suitcase that I was getting suspicious, whispering, stuffing and acting more peculiar than normal. She finished with her suitcase, giving it a pat then jogging over to me. I gave her a look of suspicion before I decided to shrug it off. This year I will actually have my stuff because last year it got taken from a dragon. I huffed dragging my trunk out of Poppy's room. Poppy is behind me with her trunk. Her grandma is waiting for us outside, preparing floo powder by the brick fireplace resting against the side of the house. It seemed out of place, but novelty-like. Everything about Poppy's grandmother's home was so eclectic, I would miss it. Poppy's grandmother tossed some floo powder into the fireplace, a green flare lighting up the morning sky.

"So..heavy!" Poppy grunted as she prepared her suitcase by the fireplace. I let out a small giggle at her.

"Now Poppy" Her grandmother faced her "Remember what I said" she pointed a finger. Poppy let out a disappointed sigh.

"Do not bring any unsolicited pets, beasts or most particularly Bran the Niffler to Hogwarts. Got it." Her grandmother nodded her head and smiled.

"Great! Now, girls,off to London!". We each took turns speaking our destination to the floo flames. We were transported to a small, sketchy alleyway in the muggle world. This form of travel always made me nauseous. Poppy and her Grandmother were so graceful after they teleported, I on the other hand was rather uncoordinated with the landing. I wiped the dirt off of my dress and grabbed onto my luggage, trying to look as natural as possible. We exited the alleyway and journeyed onto a brick road, men on horses trotted galiantly, eyeing us as if we were out of place, women were strolling the streets with ornate umbrellas to block away the sun, a young boy in a striped ensemble handed as what appeared to be a newspaper. Poppy's grandmother enthusiastically waved to everyone while Poppy attempted to walk, drag her suitcase and read the muggle newspaper.

"How boring, their pictures dont even move!" She complained. .

"Oh, how I love the muggle world." Her grandmother sang. For what seemed to be hours we finally made it to Kings Crossing Train Station in London. I thought I recognized familiar faces of students rushing into the station, others more noticeable with their owls in cages propped against their luggage. We reached the 9 ¾ platform, I had heard all about this but I was about to experience this for the first time, I felt excited and nervous.

"I hate this part.." Poppy whispered, taking steady breaths as we said our goodbyes to her grandmother. We decided to run into the enchanted wall together. Both squealed as we made it through. Eyes were immediately on us as we entered the train station, a set of familiar ones made eye contact with mine, sauntering over to me hastily.

"Hello Hufflepuff," She smirks at me, "My, you grew over the summer,". I kind of did not know how to react to it.

"My, was your grandfather a giant? I reckon you've grown at least 4 inches!" Poppy exclaimed, examining Imelda from head to toe. I watched Imelda's eyes dart to Poppy, pursing her lips like she was going to say something.

"Thank you, Imelda". I interrupt, desperately trying to take Imelda's attention from Poppy's comment. She didn't mean what she said in any malicious fashion, but not everyone can understand her quirky social persona. "I'd like to believe I finally grew into my-"

"Did you know that half-giants retain quite a remarkable amount of natural resistance to magic attacks. I've researched that matter greatly." Poppy interrupted, a smug smile appearing on her face, feeling accomplished to share her array of knowledge on magical beasts. "Infact-" Poppy cleared her throat. "According to the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy-ouch!" I elbowed Poppy in the rib, harder than I had intended.