Disclaimer:
This story plays in the "Potter-verse" and nothing in there is mine. It is
all made up by the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I am just a fan.
Several things are mine. Jared (the Dobermann) Xena & Ares (the Ferrets)
they are my "real life" pets. And they are mine. or I am theirs. I do get
confused about that sometimes.
I also made up an owl and a bat in this story. But I did give them names
that aren't mine. I named the bat after the hottest teacher in Hogwards and
the owl after the Greek Goddess of Love.
I don't make money of this story. so. please don't sue me about the
copyrights.
And now. the Story:
Chapter 1: Memories.
It was already 16 years ago that I stood here the last time. King's Road Station, London. I sigh, look around me, not much has changed since that time. I try not to stand out in the crowd but that isn't easy with a big Dobermann beside me. Jared just loves traveling. He wants to great every muggle that passes us by. I sigh again. How will I ever enter platform 9 ¾ with a bouncing Dobermann on a line?
At that same moment, in the carryon cage, Xena and Ares, my two Ferrets, start to move too. They are much smaller than Jared, but they don't seem to have any trouble getting peoples attention. Children stop to watch, and an old lady almost walks into a post while looking behind her. "Great!" I mumble. "I will never be able to get to the Hogwards express this way." I am so glad I decided to send my owl ahead; Aphrodite really would attract too much attention.
Then I feel Severus, my bat, move. During the day he usually sleeps in my hair like an accessory. As long as he sleeps he looks more like a "Fashion- statement" then an animal. "Sleep Sevi. Sleep!!!" I whisper, thank goodness the little animal nestles back in my hair and falls asleep again. For a moment I think about the person I named my bat after. Severus Snape, a fellow student at Hogwards when I studied there. I had a secret crush on him. but I never told anybody about that then. A nice Ravenclaw witch doesn't fall in love with a Slytherin wizard. And after my 7e year I never saw him again. I don't even know what ever happened to him. Well, I didn't live in England after my graduation. I lived in the Netherlands, the country I was born in. Of course I knew what happened to James and Lily, everybody in the Wizard world knew, I also knew what happened to Sirus and Peter. But what happened to all the others. I just don't know. I sigh.
Except for the animals and the strange looking luggage, I really could pass for a muggle. I lived along muggles for a long time, and I really am not that conspicuous. I ware black jeans, a white shirt and a plain jacket. Clothes you can buy everywhere in the muggleworld. But I am a witch returning to Hogwards.
It all started with a letter from Professor Albus Dumbledore, asking me if I wanted to help Hagrid with teaching the "care of mythical animals" classes. Of course I wanted that. I just love animals, and if you ask me, I think all animals are magical. It would also be fun to work together with Hagrid. He was already at Hogwards when I arrived there, as a scared first year student and he waved goodbye to our train when I left 7 years later as a fully qualified witch.
Finally it quieted down on platforms 9 and 10. It really was time now for me to catch that train. I take a deep breath and walk directly at the wall between the platforms. There, in the early morning sun, I see the big red train from my memories. For a moment I feel like a teenager again. The Hogwards express.
There are no students on the platform. They are still home for the holidays it is August 7th and school isn't starting jet. Then I notice that I am not alone.
And now. the Story:
Chapter 1: Memories.
It was already 16 years ago that I stood here the last time. King's Road Station, London. I sigh, look around me, not much has changed since that time. I try not to stand out in the crowd but that isn't easy with a big Dobermann beside me. Jared just loves traveling. He wants to great every muggle that passes us by. I sigh again. How will I ever enter platform 9 ¾ with a bouncing Dobermann on a line?
At that same moment, in the carryon cage, Xena and Ares, my two Ferrets, start to move too. They are much smaller than Jared, but they don't seem to have any trouble getting peoples attention. Children stop to watch, and an old lady almost walks into a post while looking behind her. "Great!" I mumble. "I will never be able to get to the Hogwards express this way." I am so glad I decided to send my owl ahead; Aphrodite really would attract too much attention.
Then I feel Severus, my bat, move. During the day he usually sleeps in my hair like an accessory. As long as he sleeps he looks more like a "Fashion- statement" then an animal. "Sleep Sevi. Sleep!!!" I whisper, thank goodness the little animal nestles back in my hair and falls asleep again. For a moment I think about the person I named my bat after. Severus Snape, a fellow student at Hogwards when I studied there. I had a secret crush on him. but I never told anybody about that then. A nice Ravenclaw witch doesn't fall in love with a Slytherin wizard. And after my 7e year I never saw him again. I don't even know what ever happened to him. Well, I didn't live in England after my graduation. I lived in the Netherlands, the country I was born in. Of course I knew what happened to James and Lily, everybody in the Wizard world knew, I also knew what happened to Sirus and Peter. But what happened to all the others. I just don't know. I sigh.
Except for the animals and the strange looking luggage, I really could pass for a muggle. I lived along muggles for a long time, and I really am not that conspicuous. I ware black jeans, a white shirt and a plain jacket. Clothes you can buy everywhere in the muggleworld. But I am a witch returning to Hogwards.
It all started with a letter from Professor Albus Dumbledore, asking me if I wanted to help Hagrid with teaching the "care of mythical animals" classes. Of course I wanted that. I just love animals, and if you ask me, I think all animals are magical. It would also be fun to work together with Hagrid. He was already at Hogwards when I arrived there, as a scared first year student and he waved goodbye to our train when I left 7 years later as a fully qualified witch.
Finally it quieted down on platforms 9 and 10. It really was time now for me to catch that train. I take a deep breath and walk directly at the wall between the platforms. There, in the early morning sun, I see the big red train from my memories. For a moment I feel like a teenager again. The Hogwards express.
There are no students on the platform. They are still home for the holidays it is August 7th and school isn't starting jet. Then I notice that I am not alone.