Angie Weasley

Kings Cross Station

       It is fall cleaning day at the Burrow. The garden had been de-gnomed, the floors swept, and all of the many rooms cleaned and ready for school time. Mother is downstairs making some lunch for us while Ginny and I are in my room packing my trunk. It is August 30th. Tomorrow I will be starting my first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ginny is packing some of her old Gryffindor school robes(hand-me-downs of course, I have never worn anything but) when I had this terrible thought.
       "Ginny, what if I don't get chosen for Gryffindor?" I ask.
       "Of course you will be chosen for Gryffindor," she says without looking up from packing. "You come from a long line of Weasleys that have all been chosen for Gryffindor, its in your blood." I continue packing. Of course I'll be sorted into Gryffindor, why would I think otherwise? I shake away the thought.
       "Girls, time for lunch," I hear Mum's voice call from downstairs. I am starving and glad to eat the food she has prepared for us.
       After lunch, I finish packing. I have my Gryffindor school robes packed, some muggle clothes for Kings Cross Station, my walnut and dragon heartstring wand, and of course my hand-me-down owl, Pigwidgeon. He was Ron's old owl. He was tiny but really adorable and could carry at least a letter, I'll have to borrow a school owl for the big packages.
       That night I am tired, but just too excited to sleep. My first year at Hogwarts, my first year I get to do magic. Days of sitting in the classroom, listening to teachers telling us how to preform useful spells. Nights sitting in the common room with my sister braiding my long red hair, and secret talks with my friends between curtains. I couldn't imagine anything more perfect, anything more blissful.
       Finally, I close my eyes, the hours tick by and soon, it is morning. I realize the time and day as soon as the light hits my eyes. I spring out of bed and half topple down the stairs. "Well, look who's up early!" Mum says, shoving a plate of food in front of me. "First day of school! Eat up, you'll need the food. When you're done, I will levitate your trunk into the new car!" She has even more enthusiasm than I do. By the sound of her voice, one might think that it was her first year at Hogwarts, not mine. The enthusiasm might have been half for the new car though, she'd gotten it for Dad as a birthday present. They were going to fly across the country with it while I am away at Hogwarts.
       I gobble down my breakfast in a flash and then run into the car. We are going to ride it to Kings Cross like muggles, but I personally think that it is more fun to fly. The soaring feeling as we lift off and the zero-gravity feeling as we switch to coasting when we get to a safe altitude.
       I sit in the backseat bouncing with excitement as I wait for my sister and mom to hurry up and get in the car. Ginny didn't leap out of bed like I did, she wasn't nearly as excited as I am. Plus, she likes her sleep. "Mum, why can't I just stay here with Harry, he'll take good care of me," I hear Ginny whine as gets into the car. Oh, so that's why Ginny wants to stay.
       "No honey, you have to finish your education before you can go galavanting off with that boyfriend of yours. You know, the seventh year is your most important year, plus Angie needs you." I giggle. "That boyfriend" of hers skipped his seventh year to be a hero. He had been so brave last year at the Battle of Hogwarts. He had faked his own death, and even defeated the Dark Lord. I looked up to him. I remember those days last year when I was stuck at home with Mum, who as worried sick about Ron who was nowhere to be found. The only good days that year, were the ones that I got to help Fred and George at their shop. It was fun to mess around with all of that magical stuff, even more fun to see costumers try it. But I remember even more the stories from the battle, being stuck at home when all the action and horror was happening at Hogwarts. I remember the agony of the aftermath. When I found out that Fred was dead, that he would never be returning home or to his shop. He will never return and be the prankster I have always known him as. I remember the funeral and how Ginny, being the optimist she is, tried to lighten things up by telling us about how she tried to take on a Death Eater with just her and two others, then how Mum had jumped in and killed the woman. Mum doesn't seem to be the killing type, but she is sure protective. I can completely imagine her running up to the Death Eater screaming "NOT MY CHILDREN YOU--!"
After the boring ride to Kings Cross Station we get out of the car and haul our trunks into the trolleys they had for us there. They were heavy, but of course, Mum couldn't use levitation because we were in plain sight of muggles. I have never been here before, I had never gone with Ginny and Ron to say goodbye to them because I had refused to wear muggle clothing. Dad says that it is really interesting, I disagree, I think it is disgusting. How do they live in those clothes? I looked around. There were muggles everywhere. All in their stiff, skinny clothing. I look down at my clothes. The jeans I was wearing were too tight and the sweater too itchy, but at least it wasn't as bad as the sweaters Mom always makes us wear at the holidays.
"Ummm... I don't see a 9 3/4 platform anywhere," I say to Mom and Ginny.
"Just follow your sister, honey, but not too closely, we don't want any muggles to see us."
I watch as Ginny starts towards the barrier between 9 and 10, picking up speed. She is going to smash into the barrier! What was she thinking? Then I saw something amazing happen. My sister disappeared! 'Haven't I wanted this my whole life?' I joked to myself. But of course I know by laws of magic that you can't just make someone disappear, you can make someone invisible or transport them to another place. I hope that my sister had transported not become invisible because if she became invisible it would be that much easier for her to pull pranks on me. I also knew that she didn't become invisible because Hogwarts isn't invisible, it's in a totally different place than around here.
"Go ahead Angie, it's your turn." I hear Mom say. All of a sudden the rush of excitement I'd had that morning revisited me. I run full speed into the barrier, hoping no muggles notice me. When I come to a stop I am somewhere else. It is definitely a train platform but this one is bustling with people, magical people. I can tell by the huge trunks and the owls sitting on top of them.
All of a sudden I see a huge train come screeching in. "Is that it is that the train to Hogwarts?" I ask Ginny.
"Yes it is." Mom says from behind me I didn't notice that she came through the barrier. The train is huge and majestic. It had a lot of cars. Like, a lot. All of the cars had windows.
"Can I go look through one of those widows?" I ask Mom.
       "You can get in if you want, I'll handle your trunk, you know, your first year on the train is really important, its where you meet your friends. Go on and find a good seat, choose who you sit next to wisely." I ponder that for a second. Is it really that important?
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