The Steam

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An invisible steam blew its way around platform 9 3/4 he had been here, waiting for the children to come to Hogwarts. He faintly recalled working as a teacher here once. He had feared death, and chose to stay here, working to protect young witches and wizards. He waited, and soon wizarding family's started to pour in. He recognized some family's. The Potter's, The Abbot's, the Wood's the Malfoy's.

The steam stroked his beard and smiled, a smile that reached his blue eyes. He knew, although he didn't know what, something would happen this year.












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