Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I only own my OC'S...
"You will do great" My dad said patting my back.
"I love you Taylor, have fun" My mom told me, with tears running down her face. I look at them both and smile.
"Let's hope I get into Gryffindor just like you did" I said. My mom starts laughing through her cries. Dad just smiles at me again.
"Who knows, whatever house team you get in, we'll be proud of you" He said.
"Bye, I love you" I say.
"Remember to write us" Mom said kissing my cheek.
"Be brave, be safe, and always have fun" Dad said waving as I disappeared through platform 9 3/4 .
I quickly get lost in the fumble of students, parents and smoke from the train. I started pushing my way through the crowd trying to get to the door to get onto the Express. The students start packing onto the train slowly. I found the front were the conductor was punching holes into every ones tickets. I waited in line, worrying about where to sit, who I'm sitting with, or even if anyone will talk to me. I make it to the front of the line in know time at all. Quickly my ticket gets hole punched as I jump onto the Hogwarts Express. I quietly walk down the aisle, the sounds of everyone greeting each other from a summers vacation filled my head. "Where am I going to sit?" I whisper to myself. I stop at the only empty seats, I pull my small bag in and sit beside the window.
"Is anyone sitting here" Somebody asks me, I turn my head. A girl stood at the door with brown curly hair and brown eyes, she walked in, "I'm Hermione Granger, and you are?" She puts out her hand. "I'm Taylor, and no, nobody's sitting here" I say shaking her hand.
"Can I sit with you then?" She asks, grabbing her bag from out of the aisle.
"Yeah, sure" I say as she sat down.
We start talking awkwardly about where we live and about Hogwarts. A young boy walks in with red hair and a rat in his hands.
"Do you think I can sit with you?" He asks us.
"Sure" I say.
He steps out slightly into the aisle and yells "Harry! I found us a seat!" He walks back in and sits beside the window across from me, "I'm Ron, Ron Weasley."
"Hi, I'm Taylor Griffin" I say smiling.
Suddenly a boy walks in with brown hair, glasses and an odd scar shaped as a lightning mark, "Ron, good job at-" he stops and looks at me and Hermione.
"Hi? I'm Taylor" I say
"I'm Harry Potter" He says sitting down quickly.
"And I'm Hermione Granger," she says standing up quickly to shake Harrys hand, she sits back down and blushes.
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