Prologue
I clutched the book. It was hard cover. As soon as I saw it, I needed to buy it. I just finished rereading it. Yes, I already read it. Why, I don't know. There is something so wonderful about it. It's the magic that lures me in. The plot, the characters, the spells; these are the things I get so caught up in.
What was this book? Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, my ultimate favorite book. Why? I had no clue.
As I clutched that book, I was heading from London towards another destination. I had no clue what it was. Only that it would get me home again from the station, to an air port, back home. Home, sweet home.
It's not that I don't like the fact that my step dad is British, and the fact I had to stay with my step-grandparent (?) for the past three weeks, I just wanted to get home.
Today was September 1st. Honest to god, my favorite day of the year. It was about 10:10 in the morning, and I couldn't help but look around for my favorite characters. Yes, I have reached extreme Harry Potter nerdiness. Nerdiness, is that even a word?
My train left at precisely 11:00 in the morning, right on station 9. I almost begged my grandma to get a train at this station. Things just got worse in the nerd factor.
I noticed a red haired boy start to come towards me. He was tall, lanky looking. He reminded me of Ron Weasley. Almost too close. But, the fact of the matter is, he's a fictional character. I knew that. When he passed, I saw blue eyes. Not just the ordinary blue, but BLUE eyes. The color was ocean blue. As he passed, the lanky boy's freckles stood out. Man, he must be Hugo or someone. I chuckled at myself.
About twenty minutes passed until he came again. This time, he smiled. He smiled, big. I couldn't help myself but smile back. Soon, he was joined by a twin. In the distance, I could see a care free smile on them. Is it me, or did I see a huge resemblance on them and the Weasley twins?
Oh well, soon, I didn't see them any longer. I was quite disappointed, in truth. I decided to start heading closer to the direction.
Very suddenly, my stomach started to rumble. I wanted food. I had only twenty minutes to get some, but I was starving. I headed towards a Subway restaurant that was nearby. I got a sandwich that had only white cheese.. It was really simple. It was just how I liked it.
I was eating as fast as I could after I paid and sat down. The next thing heard was some whispers.
"Is that her? The one with the brown curly hair?" I almost crapped myself as I was staring at my curls.
The next thing I knew, I was knocked out.