𝐀 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 [Draco×OC]

2: You don't seem to fit in with those people

Chapter 2

"You don't seem to fit in with those people."

How funny that I can fly, yet I'm afraid of airplanes. Or rather, it's not the airplanes themselves that scare me; it's the plane crashes. Although, I suppose nothing would happen to me if I were in one, right? I mean, I probably wouldn't die. Still, I'd definitely try to help someone, like I did that time, and it would probably go wrong, just like it did before. It doesn't matter if a normal person's life is at risk, because if there's one thing the powerful people cares about more than saving lives, it's making sure no one discovers their power. That's a concern normal people would never have, and I envy them for it; I mean, I can't even imagine how happy they must be, not having to worry about being discovered. Sure, they can be caught for many things: crimes, unhappiness, sabotage. But they never have to worry about someone finding out they have enough power to destroy the world if they wanted to.

It was sad that no one was waiting for me at the airport, unlike the person who had been waiting for me to leave, even if that person was my parents and not the one I really wanted to be there. João hadn't spoken to me since last night, and I wasn't sure when he would again, or even if he would. Anyway, I couldn't worry about that today. I needed to find the station... King's Cross? And then get to the famous Platform 9¾. My mother had told me a lot about it. She said it was at a column in the station that only people like me could pass through, so I had to approach the people I saw running straight into the wall to disappear into it. That would be very easy if it weren't for the fact that it's still summer on this side of the world, so the schools are closed. I already had two problems: finding King's Cross Station and finding the blessed platform. I think I added another problem when I realized that no one was waiting for me at the station. Did Hogwarts know I was on my way? Did ANYONE know I was coming? If my mother took care of everything, how could it be that there wasn't a soul waiting to help me with my luggage or tell me where to go?

Of course, I wasn't going to the damned station, so I went to a place away from the people to snap my fingers and appear in front of the entrance to Platform 9¾. There were a few others going in, I wasn't the only one. However, I was alone.

Alone. In a country I didn't know. In a continent I didn't know.

I wished I were with João.

I ran with all my might towards the column and passed through, finding myself on another train platform similar to the previous one.

"Miss?" said a man in uniform.

"Yes?" I said hesitantly. What did this man want?

"You need to board the train as soon as possible. We will be leaving in 5 minutes. If you like, I can help you with your luggage."

"That won't be necessary," I smiled and snapped my fingers, making the luggage appear inside the train, next to my seat. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to get on."

The man smiled. I never understood why I snap my fingers before doing these things; I mean, it's not even necessary. I just have to imagine what I want to happen for it to occur, but I guess the snapping adds a touch of drama.

I got on the train and it was practically empty. Everyone boarding seemed to be going to Hogwarts, I suppose, and they all looked happy. Except for me, of course.

I leaned back in my seat while staring at the ceiling. What was I doing? How could this be happening? I can't believe I had to move again, and it was getting further and further from home. Buenos Aires feels so far away right now...

We arrived. There was still some sunlight. We were ushered onto boats that would take us across the lake directly to Hogwarts. There were small children, other teenagers like me, and some older ones too.