Marinette Dupain-Cheng and the Akumatized | Miraculous Ladybug AU - Harry Potter

Chapter One

Marinette Dupain-Cheng – an eleven year old, attending first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, stood nervously at the crowded Kings Cross Station, with both her parents standing by her side who were chatting confusedly amongst each other about the seemingly non-existent platform they were supposed to be at, with only around half an hour left until the train leaves.

"Marinette, are you sure this is the right place? There isn't such thing as a platform nine and three quarters," Marinette's mother, Sabine Cheng questioned as she looked around once more with some sort of hope that the platform they were so desperately searching for would just appear right in front of them already.

Marinette hesitated a moment, before answering with "Positive." Despite the fact that she indeed wasn't at all sure on whether or not this was the place they were supposed to be at, or if this was some sort of prank. Although, the letter she had received (bought to her by an owl, rather strangely) seemed pretty convincing to both her and her parents, and when someone -apparently from the school had brought her to a place to buy all her equipment, that seemed to make her nearly fully convinced about this situation, so she wasn't exactly ready to give up just yet.

"Why dont we ask around, hm?" Tom Dupain, her father, suggested.

Marinette gave a simple nod in response, although she wasn't quite keen on the idea, it was most likely that a lot of people were going to judge them on their strange request. In a matter of minutes, her thought seemed to be proved right, they had only asked a small number of people, and the family received the same response each time; strange looks, before they would walk away without a single word.

Marinette pushed her trolley along, which contained all her books and belongings (along with a small ginger scops owl) as they continued walking, asking whoever they could in hopes for a proper answer: despite looking like psychos or weirdos to the general public.

Finally, after an excessive amount of awkwardly asking strangers on whether they knew about a platform nine and three quarters, and the same amount of scoffs and glares, they came across two people; a woman in about her mid-thirties and a younger boy – most likely her son, who seemed to stand out in a much different way from the rest they had asked, mostly by their aura. .  . Or maybe it was just the clothes the younger boy was wearing, which was the exact uniform Marinette had tucked away in one of her many bags

"Platform nine and three quarters you ask? We know how to get there," The red-headed woman smiled friendly at the small family in front of her, "My son and I were just heading there now." She pointed to the young boy (who was also a red-head) standing beside her, who sheepishly waved, clutching –what seemed to be a notebook, close to his side.

"Really? Oh great, thank you, so you can tell us how to get there?" Marinette's father asked the woman politely, and rather desperately.

"Well of course, its quite simple really," the woman started explaining, "you see, all you have to do, is run straight into the ticket barrier that separates platforms nine and ten, and voilà! You will have arrived at platform nine and three quarters." Maybe the woman hadn't thought out what she had just said in her mind well enough, because telling someone for their child to run straight into a wall wasn't really the best idea, and Marinette's parents defiantly seemed to agree, their shock showing on both their faces. But the woman seemed to have noticed the appalled faces of Tom, Sabine and Marinette as she started to further elaborate, "It's magic after all, only wizards and witches are able to cross through though, for security reasons of course."

Marinette looked up at her parents in slight horror, as she had earlier found out, were not magical, just simply normal human beings – or what some would call, muggles.

"My son and I can go first if you're still unsure," the woman offered. Marinette's parents nodded their agreement, as they watched the red-headed boy start sprinting towards the barrier between nine and ten, pushing along his own trolley with him. In a matter of only seconds, the boy had completely disappeared into the wall a few metres before them as Marinette watched, completely amazed, and confused by the scene.

"Well, me next, just simply follow after, alright?" The woman smiled at the three before she too, disappeared through the wall, leaving Marinette and her parents alone. Honestly, It was a quite strange how none of the people who passed by at the time noticed the sudden disappearance of the woman and younger boy.

The three stood still in their spot for a long while, most likely trying to process what had just happened right in front of them. Until finally, someone spoke up, breaking the long silence.

"I guess its time for you to go too then." Her father laid a hand on her back as he smiled down at his daughter. Marinette looked up at both her parents before bringing them into a small group hug.

Saying her goodbyes to her parents, she took in a deep breath, attempting to gain as much bravery she could to run straight into a wall without crashing and making a scene, and started sprinting towards the ticket barrier, her short, midnight blue pigtails swayed behind her as she ran. The barrier started coming incredibly close, and she closed her eyes tightly, praying to the gods that she would make it through like the boy and woman had done.

A strange feeling washed over her body the moment after she closed her eyes, a small tingling sensation, and predicted this was the moment that she was actually passing through the barrier.

When she was positive she had made it safely, she opened her eyes, slowing her running to a stop as she looked around at the place she had arrived at, breath-taken, partly because of full on sprinting at a wall, and the sense of relief mixed in with left over adrenaline surging through her body. But mainly because she (very much surprisingly, for herself) had actually made it through.

The scenery wasn't all too different compared to what it had been only a few seconds prior, but there were some slight changes that she could easily point out. Before her, was a scarlet steam engine, which waited next to the platform where hundreds of people, some in long, flowing black robes, dressed for the school of Hogwarts - a school of witchcraft and wizardry, and some still in normal, casual clothing –just like Marinette, walked about. A sign overhead the train read Hogwarts Express, Eleven O'clock, indicating to her that she had defiantly made it through.

Marinette started pushing her trolley through the crowded platform when she had realised the woman and boy was not within her sighting and soon wound up on the train –where a few students had already started filling, and began searching for an empty seat for herself.

She found herself an empty compartment quite easily and began heaving her belongings inside. It took a while, maybe five – ten minutes, but she ended up managing.

She took a seat near the window and sighed, leaning back on the leather seats as her eyes began to close, and she drifted off to a small rest as she waited for the train to start moving.