The tall redheaded man stood near Platform 9 at the congested Kings Cross Station. Most folk were too busy wrapped up in their own lives to notice the wooden stick in his jeans pocket, or the fact that he was missing an ear. Most people wouldn't have noticed the fact that his two children had hooting owls in their trolleys, but one person did.
"Shall we?" gestured the tall man towards the barrier in between Platforms 9 and 10. He took his daughters hand and lightly jogged with her into the barrier. What just happened? thought the raven-haired boy lurking in the shadows.
A smiling woman put one hand on her redheaded son's shoulder and the other on the trolley. "Ready?" she said. The owl hooted. "Of course you are, Houdini," the woman laughed. The raven-haired boy watched extra carefully this time as the two walked straight through the brick wall between Platform 9 and Platform 10. Yep, he was sure of it. They had walked straight through a wall!
Tentatively, the raven-haired boy stepped out of his hiding spot and walked towards the brick wall. He shifted his eyes around and braced himself until he walked right through the solid brick.
