chapter one

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I sighed, standing next to our car. My dad getting into the driver's seat, my mom walking out the door. "Naomi, sweety... Come on, why aren't you in the car yet? We can't be late," she said sweetly, putting her hand on my shoulder. I sighed. "I know... I'm just, always so Anxious... It's weird going back for some reason," she smiled softly, rubbing my back reassuringly "oh sweety, you just have to get used to it, you've still got a few years left at Hogwarts. Don't worry, you know everyone in your house already, other than the new first years, you'll be fine"

"I know..." I sighed. "Alright, now come on we can't miss the train," she said walking to the car and getting in the passenger seat. I sighed, following suite. I got in the back seat, next to my owl, pip, she's a normal barn owl obviously in her cage. My dad started the car, and pulled out the driveway. Here we go, on our way back already. It barely seemed like the summer had passed. I looked out the window, watching back on our town as we drove off.

After a little, we finally made it to the train station. We got out of the car, I grabbed pip's cage and set it on my trolley that had my luggage. All the things I need for my fourth year. We walked around and made it to platform 9 and 3/4. I sighed. I really can't do this. Another year, more torture. "Come on sweety... Just close your eyes... You'll be alright," she said, I closed my eyes and breathed in. And out. Calming my anxiety.

"Yeah... Thanks mom... Alright then... I'll see you, next summer then" I said turning and smiling softly at my parents. They smiled back, my dad leaning over and kissing my forehead. "Do well sweetheart, behave... And no boys." He said protectively. Making me and my mom laugh. "Oh shush hunny. She can have a boyfriend," she said chuckling. He sighed and shook his head, smiling softly.

"Stay safe and make smart choices, Okay?" He said, I nodded before grabbing onto my trolley, and walking through the column between platform 9 and 10. Walking through, I see the same train I've seen since day one. I smiled softly and continued walking to the train. I sighed once more. Here we go.

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