Angela Belladonna at Hogwarts

Oh great, the dumbass has managed to enter the Hogwarts Express!

The next day I wake up in a very high spirit. Finally, I am going to go to Hogwarts! And I am going to meet all my future fans, including those I have already met. True, I am also going to meet Snape, but I'm brave and I can live through that. Also although he's a dangerous bastard, I'm too smart and powerful for him to harm, anyway.

Oh well, but first I'd have to get on the train. Snape told me how to get on the platform and on my luggage, there was a ticket which told me that the train leaves at eleven o'clock. The only one who could put it there had to be Snape because no one else was with me. At this thought, I promptly drop the ticket and wash my hands in case the despicable villain tried to poison it. But then, I feel no problems so I simply hope he had been too scared of my power to do something like that.

Well anyway, first thing first, I take my ticket and my luggage full of magical items and march out to the Kings Cross station. When I'm going out of the pub, the ancient barkeeper tries to stop me, but I don't listen to him of course, I won't let any crazy old man stop me on my way to glory. The journey through London is very nice and I just can't resist some cool stores out there so when I'm getting at Kings Cross it's actually ten minutes to eleven. I could be here sooner if I ran but I am entering the school and the first impression can make wonders so I'm going to show them how perfect I am and my hair just has to be combed and beautiful. I swiftly get to the wall between the ninth and the tenth platform and I'm just preparing to run to it when I get a horrible thought. What if this was Snape's master plan? What if he just wants me to run into the wall, embarrass myself and kill myself in the process as well? That bastard, I think angrily. But he's not going to get me! I slowly get to the wall, carefully leaning against it so that no one notices me and I can push my hand against it. But as soon as I try it, my hand vanishes in the wall so that I can't suppress a small squeal of joy. It seems that the old bat probably didn't lie for once! Just to be sure, I push my hand in and out repeatedly and start giggling because my arm looks so funny that way until someone asks me from just behind my back: "Did your hand just vanish in the wall?"

I quickly turn around and freeze. There is a middle-aged man looking at me with a very frightened face. "Yes, that was magic. I'm an illusionist," I explain to him quickly. I don't want muggles to know about the entrance because then they would want to Hogwarts too and I would not shine that much. "Wow, you must be good then," responds the man, "I was genuinely thinking your hand has vanished."
"And that's not all," I improvise to get on the platform, because there are only two minutes left, "I can even completely vanish!"
"Really? Show me!" asks me the muggle.
"Okay. Close your eyes and count to three." I smile at him.

As soon as he closes the eyes, I quickly jump into the platform wall so that he doesn't see me anymore. It's successful and I can see the platform nine and three quarters, so I congratulate myself on being so pretty damn intelligent. Then I hurry to the train (it should leave any moment after all) when I notice a very suspicious thing. One would assume that mere moments before the train leaves, there would be at least some parents who send their children away and wait for the train to start. I mean, not everyone has the same sad and miserable life as me, there will probably be some of those disgusting people who have both parents and do not care properly. Idiotic swines, they are, really. Well, anyway, what I mean is, at least one or two parents I'd expect, but there's no one here! That's very suspicious! Maybe they want to try a practical trick on me and they've all hidden in the train. Heh, like they could get me. Like I said, I'm very intelligent and I've seen through their trick at once. I quickly start going towards the train, so that I can find them and somehow make their prank backfire, when I notice an even more suspicious thing. Not only the people are missing, but the train is as well!

That's even cheekier! How dare they hide into the train and hide it too! For a moment, I feel something like uncertainty. Couldn't it be that the train has already left and I didn't manage to catch it? What will I do, then? No, I finally decide, that wouldn't be the truth. I'm so great, loved and important, they would surely wait for me with their train. Yeah, that's totally correct, I'm so smart. Oh well, since I just proved it was impossible for the train to depart, then the train must still be here, probably hidden by the jokesters! I love those practical jokes, but they shouldn't have tried one on me. Just wait, when I find them, I'll curse them to oblivion! But first I have to find them, which somehow proves difficult. Even though I'd think the train is large and would be easy to find, they've found a way to hide it so perfectly that I can't find it, even when I check the smallest and most complicated hiding places! I don't want to be rude, but it's very unkind from them! They're stalling the train and the arrival to Hogwarts for everyone just so that they can laugh at me! Such people shouldn't be even allowed to Hogwarts! Well, but even though it's their fault, I must find a way to counter it. The easiest way would be to find the train, but I don't know where it could be! Damn people with both parents, how could they hide it so well? It's not hidden on the rail tracks, it's not hidden behind a pillar, it's nowhere! At this moment, I'm overcome by emotion and I start crying. Damn idiots! It's their fault that I've just destroyed my makeup! In a fit of rage, I take my ticket and throw it away, still bawling and looking at it through tears. Poor me! I could've taken the train to Hogwarts and live my life there, but those goddamn idiots hid the train and deprived us all of the chance. They deprived ME of the chance! But then, I look again at the ticket and suddenly I see something so surprising that I suddenly stop crying. Yes, now I see more clearly – the train leaves on September 1st! That doesn't make sense to me, because why would they allow us to lose one day of learning? I'm not going to complain about that though, and at least that explains where the train and the people are. I've come here a day too early, would you believe it? You don't have to answer, it's a rhetorical question. I know very well you wouldn't.