Four broken boys

Today is the day

James opened his eyes with a grin and jumped out of bed. He didn't care that it was early, he was too excited to sleep. I'm going to Hogwarts today! He thought with a tiny squeal. The sun had only started to rise, so he opened the window for some fresh air to cool off his nerves. Nerves? No, he wasn't nervous, why would he be? Starting to get bored quickly, he checked his trunk had everything for the fifth time. James sighed, he wanted time to go past faster, he wanted to be on the train now.

"James breakfast!" Shouted his mother from downstairs.

"Coming!" He shouted back.

James ran down the many staircases and into the large kitchen. He took some toast and spread on butter messily.

"So, are you ready for you first day at Hogwarts?" She asked.

"Of course I am! I can't wait to get on the train." James answered through a mouthful of toast.

"You do know that we're going to miss you?"

"Yeah yeah, but I'll owl you every week."James said with a wave of his hand.

His father came in and ruffled James' already messy hair.

"Ready for your first day at Hogwarts?" He asked.

"Of course! I'm always ready!" James answered.

He finished his breakfast and went upstairs to pack the last of his belongings. James' parents had bought him a midnight black owl so he could keep in contact with them. He hadn't chosen a name yet so he just referred to him as owl. James put his owl in it's cage and carried him downstairs. His dad magicked his heavy trunk downstairs and into a hired Muggle car.

"Have fun at Hogwarts Master James! Thing will miss you!" Thing cried.

James hugged him goodbye. He sat in the back seat and as they were driving to the station, he started to feel nervous.  Although, the feeling had been nagging at him for the past two weeks, but he'd only registered it now. He had to make sure this was real. What if no one liked him? What if he was a loner? What if he made friends with all the wrong people?

"James? James are you listening to me?" His mother asked, a little impacient.

"Huh what? Errr yeah." He responded hurriedly.

"I was just saying that you'd better study and work hard in your classes. I don't want you slacking off." She said seriously.

"Ok mum." He sighed.

His dad gave him a pointed look that plainly said "You'd better listen to her"

James rolled his eyes and looked out the window. He wasn't worried about school marks, he knew he was going to do well. He was only slightly worried about the other students. (Though that would never be admitted out loud)

Once they arrived at the station James' parents put his trunk and his owl onto a trolley. They were getting some weird looks from the muggles so his father led the way to platform 9 3/4. They took the wall at a run and James gasped as he saw the Hogwarts express. A breathless laugh escaped him as his childhood dream finally came true. The platform was buzzing with families and students. One particular family that stood out to James was the obvious Muggle family. The parents appeared to be nervous, standing with their two daughters.

The sisters were both pretty with the same emerald eyes and oval shaped faces. The older one had waist length, light brown hair that draped across her back. She would have been very pretty if it weren't for the frown upon her face. The younger one had auburn red, shoulder length curly hair and crooked teeth. She appeared close to tears while talking to her sister. James couldn't catch what they were saying because he was ushered further on the platform by his parents.