This Twisted Story

I Really Hope That People Can't Hear This Hat

There are too many people at kings cross station to be healthy. I woke up today, September the first excited and perhaps a tad bit apprehensive. This is a tipping point in my life. What happens today could decide how long I stay living. I need to be careful to keep my head down. I can't draw attention to myself. But I can't be seen as weak ether. It's critical for me to stay unnoticed to reduce the chance of anyone finding out about my, ah... condition. It also reduces the chance of growing close to anybody. As I push my trolley through the station, I observe my surroundings. Like I said before, there are so. Many. People. Honestly I don't know how anybody could find anything! Not in this mess.

I turn a corner, and through the throng of people, I can see platforms 9 and 10 looming above me. I look at the wall in between, and suck in a breath. I know from my mothers stories that I'll need to run through the barrier in between the platforms but It just looks so... solid! Stealing my nerves, I walk through the crowd of people until I'm right in front of the wall inhaling deeply. I charge forward, the barrier grew closer, and closer. Until it was right in front of me.

I close my eyes bracing for impact. But it never comes. I open my eyes to find a completely different station in front of me (still packed with people of course). A scarlet steam engine sits in front of me. The Hogwarts express. I drag my trolley up to the train and lift it into a compartment. Then I look around, a feeling of sadness fills me as I look at everyone with their happy families, they probably don't even know how lucky they are to have anyone that cares for them. Me? Absolutely no one in this world cares about me.

I walk through the train praying for an empty compartment. I do not want to be forced to talk to anyone right now. honestly I don't think that I've engaged another human in conversation(besides when buying something or police officers) in what? Two years? Luckily my wish is granted as near the back of the train I find an empty compartment. I sit down and pull out a book Alice in wonderland one of my favourites. I already read through the course books a few weeks ago (I was bored okay!?). Soon I was as lost in wonderland as Alice was.

The train pulls into Hogsmeade station and I get out of the train and look around, the village of Hogsmeade is almost something from a fairly tail with It's cottage like houses, and red brick shopfronts,

"FIRST YEARS! FIRST YEARS OVER 'ER!" a giant of a man bellows. I head over to him, it's easy enough to spot him, mainly because he's about as tall as three horses stacked on top of each other.

Once he's sure that all of the first years are there, he brings us down to a lake where a squadron of wooden boats sit on the glassy water. "FOUR PER BOAT." the giant yells. I get in a boat with three others who are discussing what house they want to be in.

"My entire family has been in Hufflepuff, but I really want to be Ravenclaw." a smaller girl with long, straight, brown hair. And circular glasses.

''Gryffindor for me!" a boy with short black hair said

"I don't think you get to choose." A girl with a soft voice and wispy blond hair said.

"I wonder how they'll be sorting us?" glasses asked.

"No clue. Apparently it's tradition to not tell the first years about it, so they psych themselves out. I'm not worried though." the self proclaimed Gryffindor said. Honestly I wouldn't be surprised if he did get Gryffindor. Isn't that the house of big heads? Them and Slytherin.

"What about you? What house do you want to be in?" It takes a second and then I realized that they're talking to me. Not the blond girl.

"I don't know." I say curtly. And that was that.