DISCLAIMER: If I have to convince anyone that all Harry Potter characters do not belong to me, I will be very sad. I do own, however, Ana, Jay, Merri, and Serina. So no stealing... XP Enjoy.

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"I'll miss you so much, Keirana Brennan!"

"I'll miss you more, Jayden Perth!"

I hugged my best friend with tears running down my cheek. I was not one for crying (it's for sissies), but Jay had been my best and, well, only true friend since, like, two. Now that we were eleven, we were going to different schools in different parts of Britain. Separation is a horrible thing.

My train came into the station first, as she had scheduled her ride for a later time. She had things to do and people to say goodbye to before she left. With one last hug from her, and a ruffle of my hair, I boarded the train. Finding a seat close to where she was standing on the platform, I waved at her and smiled. Our last day together for a long, long time had come to an end.

The train shuffled forward, and the platform was soon out of sight. I took a small mirror out of my handbag and checked how horribly she had messed up my hair. The long black waves came down to my shoulder blades, but Jay hadn't done a terrible job – it didn't look too bad. I took a long look at my face in the mirror. My grey eyes were tearstained and my wild hair did little to hide my red face. I wiped away the tears with one sleeve. I hadn't realized I had cried that much. I thought myself a crybaby and then took out my book to read as the train made its way through the British countryside.

About an hour into my ride, I closed my book and pulled a piece of paper out of my bag. I had received it a month ago, and it was informing me that I had been accepted to a highly recommended school. But this school wasn't just any school, oh no! I had been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! I was a witch.

My parents were so proud when my letter came via owl, but only my dad knew what it really meant. He finally got around to telling my mom that he, in fact, was a wizard. She was so surprised that she almost fainted, but he grabbed her and conjured a glass of water for her on the table in front of him. Then she really did faint.

My father was not the businessman he pretended to be. As he told us so bluntly, he was an Auror. His "business trips" really involved staking out and shadowing would-be criminals, apprehending them if necessary. This my mother had not known until I received my letter.

My books and wand were now stowed away in my trunk, and my owl was to be sent to Hogwarts when I got there, as we didn't want to attract unwanted attention from Muggle (or non-wizard) passers-by.

I reread my letter a million times, checking to see if I had missed or forgotten anything important. I was so involved in reading, that I jumped a mile high when a male's voice came over the loudspeaker.

"We are now approaching Kings Cross Station. All those who deboard the train at Kings Cross Station, please gather your belongings. Kings Cross Station." It said as the train started to slow.

I grabbed my bag and trunk and got off the train as it came into the station. I was too busy with my belongings that I never noticed how marvelous Kings Cross was. When I finally had the chance to be aware of my surroundings, I stood in awe of them. People were bustling here and there; others were running to catch their trains. Conductors were shouting "All aboard" and the trains were honking their horns as if eager to leave this crowded, noisy place.

I stood leaning against a pillar until I finally had the sense to look down at my watch. I had a couple hours to spare, so I bought a magazine and some chocolate bars to pass the time. I sat down on a bench by the magazine stand and started to flip through Britteen Magazine, munching away on my chocolate bars as I turned page after page. Before I knew it, my train was scheduled to leave within a half hour. I picked up my bag, slung it over my shoulder and hauled my trunk to the barrier between platforms nine and ten. My dad had told me how to get onto Platform 9 ¾, so I had no trouble at all leaning into the solid brick barrier between platforms nine and ten. I hoped that no Muggle noticed me, but usually they were too blind, so I didn't worry too much. A tingling sensation ran down my spine as I passed through the brick wall to the adventure that was awaiting me.

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OOC: Sorry it's a little short. I needed to get an intro done.

More about Ana:
Ana was born into a broken family, but this does not come up a lot. Her mom died in child birth with her younger brother, and her older brother, an Auror, was killed days later. However, her father remarried and now Ana's stepmom is the ideal mother, even though she is a Muggle. Including her younger brother, Ana has 4 other siblings - (by age) one true older brother, one older half-brother, one true younger brother, and one younger half-brother. Her true older brother also is a wizard, and he attends Hogwarts with her, but being a 7th year when Ana is a first year, he doesn't get mentioned a lot. In fact, her family is rarely mentioned except for her true younger brother, who is dear to Ana.

So there you have it, Chapter One! Enjoy!!