And so! For those who have come back for more of my story here it is! I may try writing in Harry's POV this time, depends on how long I decide to make this chapter :3
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Me and Harry walked side by side, trying not to burst with excitement. I could feel the excitement and happiness rolling off Harry, and I had no doubt he probably noticed mine too. I skidded to a stop suddenly so I didn't crash into Hagrid, and I couldn't help but let out a fustrated growl, thankfully only Harry seemed to hear it. I gently tugged in Hagrids arm, and he spun round. He shoved a ticked into my face, and did the same to Harry.
"There's yer tickets ... I must be goin' now. The train will be waitin' at platform 9 and 3/4." Hagrid finished off, Harry dragged me round, and weirdly enough there was no platform 9 and 3/4.
"But Hagrid there isn't a ..." I stopped talking. Hagrid was no were in sight. Once again I growled, and made my way over to the area between plat form 9 and platform 10. I stood there, in deep thought. I heard Harry vaugley, talking to a ticketing officer about 9 and 3/4's. Harry must of gotten a bad reply, as his face seemed upset.
"Apparently there is no platform 9 and 3/4's ... What are we going to do Am?! What if we're late for Hogwarts ... Or miss the train?!" Harry began pacing, which he usually did when he was panicking. I rolled my eyes and put my hand gently on his shoulder, it seemed to calm him a bit.
"Look. Why don't we just ask the red-heads over there? They look like they are going to Hogwarts." I said, pointing out a large family who were headed this way. Grinning, I skipped up to them, Dragging my luggage behind me.
"Excuse me, but would you be as kind to tell us how to get to platform 9 and 3/4's please?" I asked the eldest woman softly, batting my eye lids. I heard Harry hold in a laugh, he always laughed when ever I used my 'puppy face'.
"Sure dear! My name is Molly Weasly. I guess it's your first year at Hogwarts too?" The woman smiled softly, but her gaze soon looked right past me, and onto Harry. "Blimey ... Is that Harry potter?!" The woman squealed, as if he was some celebrity.
"Yes, he is my brother." I looked up at the woman, confused. But she seemed to shrug it off.
"It's ok, It's Ron's first time going to hogwarts too!" She smiled, pointing at a small, red headed boy who was about as tall as me and Harry.
"I'm Amelia Potter! Nice to meet you" I smiled, my hand outstretched for him to shake it, but he stared at it like it was the most important thing in the world.
"Your .... Potter?! Is Harry here?!" This Ron boy was barely able to contain his excitement, and I giggled as Molly cut Ron off.
"Questions later, now lets go before you miss your train" She said softly, ushering us towards ... A wall?! What was this woman trying to do? She must of noticed my shocked and slightly insane expression as she let out a chuckle.
"Let Fred and George show you." She smiled, as two boys walked in front. Twins. I noticed almost instantly. They flashed us a smile, and Ran towards the wall, and dissapeared! How the heck is ythat possible?! But then again ... If magic exists I bet a lot more does too.
"It's not as scary as it looks, just run at it like your going to hug someone!" Molly said, chuckling once again.
"Nice way of putting it mum" Ron said, he was next to go. I noticed he had a rat with him. This was going to be a slightly awkward time. After Ron dissapeared, me and Harry exchanged worried glances before running at the wall. Harry got in first, and I came following in second. It was packed, I gasped. It was like we stepped into another realm. I grinned madly and headed towards the train.
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FanfictionA harry potter fanfiction ... What happens when Harry potter is falling for Amelia, the girl he assumed to be his sister for the past 11 years ... But what happens when Amelia discovers her own secret?