From Frosted Paths

"Waving goodbye to his mother from the entrance of the train, Oscar became quite nervous as on what he should do next. With him being what most would call a 'muggleborn', he began to feel as if he didn't quite belong on the train. The very same train that would lead him into the wondrous wizarding world and, more importantly, to Hogwarts..."

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11-year-old Oscar Fulton's magical abilitlies had only just manifested shortly before his Hogwarts acceptance letter arrived in the mail, by owl, no less. And just like that, after plenty of mishaps with buying his required supplies from Diagon Alley and finding the proper platform at King's Cross, he was off on what he would soon realize to be his biggest adventure yet. Or his biggest mistake.

Between tackling potions classes, making new friends, and slowly adjusting himself to the sudden existance of the wizarding world, Oscar still isn't quite sure he'll ever manage to fit in amongst his fellow students at Hogwarts. That is, until he accidentaly stumbled upon a exuberant pink-haired lad in the very last compartment on the train.

From then on, only time could tell what Oscar was in for during his time spent at Hogwarts...