(All rights to j k rowling I do not own any of the characters (except Alicia) or the places mentioned (except the orphanage)).
The first day.
It was dreary. There was no hiding it. The sky was dreary, the leaves, my hair and clothes. Oh wait. Perhaps I should start from the beginning? But where's the fun in that? So I continue walking, my feet echoing across the grey, slated platform. As I walked, I wondered how many famous footsteps had stood where I stood, walked where my shredded red converse now stepped. Anxious, anticipating, just like me. I laughed at my own cliché, bitter and hollow. so I shook the thought out of my head and continued walking.