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Chapter 1

A young eleven year old boy sat at the train station after trying to get to platform 9 ¾ for the last hour. He asked every conductor at the station for directions to the station, but all of them gave him a weird look. He tried once more and ran head first into a brick wall. His cousin, Kim Yang, told him to run straight into the pillar right before she left to be with her socially awkward friends. He wore tan cargo shorts that goes to his knees, a big light blue hoodie and black high top converse.

A girl then walked up. She seemed about fourteen, and was wearing Hogwarts robes under a dark blue jacket. The voice someone would expect from a girl like this is a beautiful calm voice, until she spoke.

"You are such a bloody idiot, Kim,"  she said in a snarky manner.

Kim Sokweon glared at the girl. "What would you know, Gwen? You have magic heritage. Your mother is a witch."

"First of all, don't insult my mum. Second of all, that's the wrong bloody wall. That's the second pillar, not third."

"Well excuse me!" he stuck his tongue out at her.

"Watch the sass!"

"NEVAH!!!!!!!"

Gwen rolled her eyes as they got up to go to the platform. They ran into the platform just in time to see the Hogwarts Express arrive. I'm the left of the room, two other soon-to-be first years were doing ridiculous dances.

"We should do this more often," the boy yelled.

"Totally!" the girl screamed in response. She wore a pink crop-top with the words "FUCK YOU!" written on it. Her finger hair was let down and was about to her mid-arm. Her face was covered in freckles, along with her arms and belly. She wore black leggings with knee-high, leather boots.

The guy wore a grey, over-sized hoodie, black leather boots, and black skinny jeans. His face appeared to have a mask over it due to all of the cracks able to be seen under his shaggy, white hair.

Kim asked, "Why are they doing Fortnite dances?"

"Because they have nothing better to do wit their time..." Gwen paused in the middle of her sentence. "Hey, look! It's the train!"

She looked up and saw a Latino boy sitting in first class. He looked down at her in disapproval, the looked over at the two dancing with confusion.

Gwen looked over and realized who the two dancing were and marched over to them. She walked over to them and said, in a extremely sarcastic manner, "And these two are the reason we're all gonna die."

The boy looked over and stared bewildered at her and replied, "What the fuck, Gwen? Is it a crime that we like video games, bitch?"

"First of all, language, Jet! Everly, if you say one bloody word, I will kick you into tomorrow." She then looked back over at the boy, Jet. "Secondly, I don't care if you like video games. It's just a fact that Fortnite sucks and that Overwatch is better."

"I don't even want to deal with you right now." Everly said, with a cold sneer.

"Well, we had better board the train if we want to actually make it to the school." Gwen marched up to the doors of the old steam engine and walked in with a bag full of stuff.

They got onto the train and immediately, Jet and Everly chased after the Latino boy. The conductor stopped them by casting 'petrificus totalus' and looked at him for further instruction.

"It's fine, conductor. They're with me." he replied.

"Are you sure, Master Dale?" questioned the conductor.

"Yes, now go." He looked over at Gwen. "Half-blood, how do I undo this."

Gwen looked at him hurt and insulted. "Rude. You don't classify people as 'pure-blood', 'half-blood', and 'mud-blood'! That's just insulting!."

"Does it look like i care?"

Gwen looked down at Jet and Everly, ignoring Dale's recent comment. "As for these two idiots," She pulled out her 14 inch, acacia wood, wand and waved the wand in a weird motion. "Reverto meus ops mihi!"

The two started to thaw and their long journey had thus then begun.

A/N: This chapter is not final. I will be editing this when I can.

-Talon