2: Platform nine and three quarters, how is it possible?

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Kings cross was filled with people as per usual.
With a trolley, stacked with a trunk, books and unnecessary books, Lilac made her way trough the crowd. Her father followed behind, occasionally checking the time.
"Oh dear." Father stopped Lilac from walking with a hand on her shoulder. "It says Platform nine and three quarters."

"Well... we'll just walk to platform nine or ten, and the we might find more people who have to go there."

"Sounds fair." Father nodded before looking around, "I'll have to admit, it's busy today."
Lilac nodded excitedly, maybe it was busy because of the other people who went to Hogwarts?

They reached the platform and finally found someone running at a wall. Nobody looked at it for some reason.
"He's going to crash!" Lilac said as she pointed.
Her father looked over, when suddenly the person, with trolley and all, disappeared in the wall.
"Huh?" Lilac frowned.

"I think I've found the platform." Father smiled and walked towards the wall. "I'll give you fifty galeons if this isn't it."

Lilac grinned, "I bet you don't even have that." She looked at the wall and gathered courage. "Will it hurt if I crash?"

"Yes, now go." her father said as he gave her a small push in her back.

Taking another breath, Lilac broke into a run. Her trolley in front of her, as if pushed by the wind, got faster and faster. Lilac panicked as the trolley reached the wall. She tried to pull it away so it wouldn't crash, but then it went trough the wall, her running right after it.

Her eyes widened when she now stood on a new platform. She slowed down and looked in amazement at the train.

Her father appeared behind her and looked around, "I don't think I'll ever get used to magic." He declared.
Lilac decided that she could have let go of the trolley. She could have.

Shaking herself out of her disbelief, Lilac smiled again. "I will." She shrugged, pushing the trolley towards the train.

"Hold up, you yet have to say goodbye." Father held her back.
"Promise me you'll behave." He said, "Don't go fighting dragons, stay clear of dangerous curses and—"

"Dad, I'll be fine." Lilac rolled her eyes, "I'll see you at Christmas again."

"Ok kiddo." He patted her head before he let her go.
Excitedly, Lilac pushed her trolley towards the train. She didn't look back, knowing her father was leaving already.
As she finally stood to actually board the train, she paused.

"The train goes to Hogwarts right?" She asked a random boy with light blonde hair.

"Yeah of course," the boy said as if it were obvious to anyone, "What other train would be hidden from muggles eyes?"

"I dunno." Lilac shrugged, "You tell me, I'm a first year." She wondered how his head got stuck in the idea everyone knew what he did.

"How do you know I'm not?" The boy glared, the green details on his robes standing out against the black.

"You're robes, obviously," Lilac shrugged as she finally turned to the train, "I'll go now."

"Yeah, you go now." The boy said, waving his hand.

Lilac stopped herself from getting on as an idea popped up in her head, "Don't you think it's rather idiotic to act like that?"

"Act like what?" The boy glared as he crossed his arms, "I don't act like anything!"

"But of course." Lilac nodded with a small smile, "You totally don't think your better than me."

"Of course I'm better than you!" The boy said, "You're a first year!"

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