"Mom, I'm going to be fine." Scott sighed as his mom re-groomed his hair for the third time.
"I know, I know you will be. You're very mature." Melissa McCall sighed as she stroked his hair back. "But you'll always be my baby." She kissed his cheek solidly.
"Mom!" Scott complained, nervously looking around, hoping that nobody else had seen his mother's display of affection. All he saw however was other parents farewelling their children the exact same way.
He noticed a small boy without a mom whose dad was saying goodbye to him. The boy was so filled with energy that he could hardly stand still for more than a second to let his dad hug him before running onto the train.
"I've got to go Mom." Scott said. Melissa sighed and gave him one final hug. When she finally released him, she kissed him on the cheek once again.
Scott felt embarrassed, but at the same time he was glad he had a mom that loved him so much.
"I'll see you soon Mom." Scott said as he grabbed hold of his suitcase and starting pulling in towards the train.
"I love you!" She called after him.
"I love you too." He said as he climbed onto the train.
Scott walked past several full compartments before he found one with two people his age in it. One was the hyperactive boy from before, the other a little red-haired girl who was already arguing with him about something.
"-it doesn't count if you weren't actually trying to cast a spell."
"-it so does count, have you ever turned your aunt purple?"
The girl opened her mouth to say something when she noticed Scott.
"Um hi." He interrupted. "Can I sit here?"
"Sure." The boy said. The girl shrugged in response.
"I'm Stiles." He held his hand out to Scott.
"I'm Scott."
The girl didn't move from where she was sitting. "Lydia."
"So what are you?" Stiles asked Scott.
"What am I what?" Scott replied in confusion.
"I'm a muggleborn. You should have seen my Dad's face when I got the letter. He never believed in this sort of thing, but here I am!" Stiles said all this in a reasonably proud voice.
"Ah, I'm a half-blood." Scott said.
"Lydia's a half-blood too! I think most people here are. It really won't make a difference though because me and Lydia have already figured out that we're the smartest first years here."
"Lydia and I." Lydia rolled her eyes. "You're not that smart."
Stiles stuck his tongue out at her. Scott sat there in silence, wondering if everyone at Hogwarts was going to be this full on. Before they could continue their conversation, two girls entered the carriage, followed by two boys.
"Hey, do you guys mind?" The taller of the girls asked. The three already sitting shook their heads.
Stiles continued talking. "We were just discussing blood status. I'm a muggleborn. They're halfbloods. "
"Me too." Said the littler girl. She looked around and blushed slightly. "Oh, I'm Kira by the way. But my Mum is a witch and my Dad's a muggle."
"Well I'm a pureblood." One of the boys spoke up. He looked smug as he said it. "And I'm Jackson. Jackson Whittemore."
"I'm Allison, and I am too." Scott liked her a lot better than Jackson. She didn't say it like it was a point of pride. She said it like it was a fact.
"What about you?" Lydia addressed the curly haired boy who hadn't said anything yet.
"Muggleborn. Isaac." He said briefly. Scott noticed he didn't look very comfortable with his surroundings.
"Stiles, Lydia, Scott." Stiles said, pointing to each of them. "Anyway what houses do you think you'll be in."
"Slytherin." Said Jackson without pausing. "All my family have always been in Slytherin."
"I'm not sure." Kira said. "I'll guess I'll find out."
"I guess we'll all find out." Scott said.