CELESTE: Age 11
"Mother, there's an owl at the window" I shout eyeing the owl "oh my days Celeste you don't need me for everything' she yells "just take the letter and open it and we can go to get your wand."
I look confused at the owl opening the window and taking the letter looking the letter up and down
"Hogwarts, interesting. I don't care." I muttered to myself rolling my eyes
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"You should thank me that I transfigured your wand to nail file to wand and all you have to do is flip" Mother says
Nodding I flip the nail file as I would the flip a knife and its turns to my wand
Mr. Oliveranders says that
"I'm loyal, compassionate, and one hell of a fighter. Basically, I'm the opposite of a pushover — I don't let anyone walk all over me. (Which is kinda true) apparently the nature of blackthorn and why I found myself intrigued by it. Phoenix feather cores are rare. They are also very independent. This means you may find yourself capable of performing a wide range of magic with ease. Choosing the beautifully carved wand means that you're a passionate and complicated person who typically tends to internalize conflict."
I look over at mum she keeps saying she's happy but it doesn't seem like it.
We got a broom, ink and quils, and finally an owl
My new owl named Aurora anywhere me and mum had fun and we laugh actually laughed she put ice cream on my nose as I tried getting in offf with my tounge. Let's just say it didn't work when we got home she went back to being the same person she was before
Harry potter pov
Hagrid: What're you looking at? He asked the couple staring at him but then he looks at watch.
"Blimey, is that the time? Sorry, Harry, I'm gonna have to leave you. Dumbledore'll be wanting his...well, he'll be wanting to see me. Hagrid mutters
Now, uh, your train leaves in 10 minutes. Here's your ticket. Stick to it, Harry that's very important. Stick to your ticket."
I looks at my golden ticket. Confusion written on my face
Platform 9 ¾? But Hagrid, there must be a mistake. This says Platform 9 ¾. There's no such thing...is there? I looks up and Hagrid has vanished.
"Excuse me!" A girl says running past "Filled with muggles every year can't change a bit" a women with long dark hair states watching her daughter as she seems to be getting lost in the crowd
"Hello Harry Potter." as she turns to me with a smile "Hi, how do you know my name and could you um tell me how to get on the train?" I ask "Mh. She replies lost in thought
'right follow me we have to catch up to Celeste though. Boy can that girl run."
The girl that ran passed earlier I saw was talking to a family with red heads
"Hi. I'm Ronald weas- Blimey your Harry potter"
"So I've been told." I reply through girl in front of me laughed then looks aways as we held eye contact
"Just run through the wall, sweetheart." The dark haired women states "I know mum you told me like 5 minutes ago." She stayed rolling her eyes "Not you child. I'm on about Potter silly. Now hurry on the train."
"I suggest running if your nervous." The girl whispers to me softly
The red head boy ran first then the girl smiling at me as she ran backwards doing a salute to her mother disappearing through the wall
Harry takes a breath and runs at the wall. He shuts his eyes and emerges on the other side a magnificent station with a red train and bundles of people. A whistle blows, and Harry sighs with relief.
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