Platform 9 3/4

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Kings cross was a blur. Familys herding children away from vending machines and smart buissness men scowling at the chewing gum stuck to the platform. The loud squeal of a whistle signals the trains departure, couples embrace at their reunion and a large clock rings for quarter too eleven.

Faith Darskye, followed by her confused parents, grinned as she headed towards platforms 9 and 10. Her ticket said Platform 9 3/4 and, even though she was sure it was a mistake, Faith was going to find it.

"Do you know where Platform 9 3/4's is?" Her mother asked one of the guards

"your joking right?" The guard laughed. Faith sighed, it was hopeless, not even the staff knew where it was. She looked up at the grand clock, just 10 minutes. Well if they'd found diagon alley they could find this Faith decided, pushing on. Then she heard it;

"Rose do you want to be late for your first year? the hogwarts express leaves in five minutes!" A tall young woman, with wavy brown hair scolded a young girl, evidently her daughter.

"Excuse me?" Faith called "excuse me?"

"yes dear?" Another young woman, with shimmering ginger hair and mesmirising golden-brown eyes asked.

"h-how do i..." Faith stuttered

" Same question Harry asked first time i met him" the woman smiled "how do you get on the platform?" Faith nodded.

"Its Albus and Rose's first year too" Harry told her, gesturing towards a small weedy-looking dark haired boy, and the young girl, who had wavy ginger hair, she had seen scolded earlier. Faith smiled at them, as the ginger woman took her arm.

"watch how its done, James you go first." she instructed. Faith hadn't noticed the handsome taller boy with dark hair and eyes identical to his mother. He lined his trolley up with the wall between platforms 9 and 10, and just ran staight through the wall. Faith watched Albus and Rose go as well before following.

Stepping out onto the platform, Faith let out a low gasp. There was the stunning  Hogwarts express, and in front of it a smirking James Potter.

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