Welcome, dear reader!! Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Scenes is a collection of all the little vignettes that pop into my head that are too long to be "drabbles" but are too short for me to consider them real stories. They feature a variety of characters and are set in a variety of time frames. I'll update whenever I have time to write a new one, but I have three here for starters. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy them!!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is a genius and created nearly everyone and everything in this story. If you recognize it, it's hers.
Boarding the Train
The small, dark-haired boy pushed his trolley through the crowded throngs of passengers. King's Cross is busy today, he noted. He wondered whether the Muggle regulars noticed the inundation of strange people every September first.
Up ahead, he could see the signs for platforms nine and ten. He smiled a little, knowing his refuge lay beyond that wall. For nearly a year, he could escape the anger and bitterness that filled his house. He would not have to see his relatives (he refused to call them family) again until summer. Glancing around to make sure no one was watching, he walked straight through the presumably solid bricks.
Platform nine and three quarters was bustling with eager children and anxious parents, crowded with carts and cauldrons and owl cages, all under the thick, swirling clouds of steam from the Hogwarts Express. The boy allowed himself a brief moment to admire the shining scarlet engine that would take him home, then he hoisted his trunk onto the train.
He hurried down the corridor, peering into each compartment in search of his red-headed best friend. Finally, success! He slid the door open and flopped onto the worn seat, now grinning from ear to ear. Across from him, his friend smiled brightly.
"Hiya, Sev!" she said. "How was your holiday?"
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Thanks for reading!! Please let me know what you think.
--A Chocolate Frog