Nothing could explain the pain that twanged at Teddy Lupin'sheartstrings as heawoke that morning. It was the 1st of September, 2017; hisfirst day at Hogwarts.
"Come on now Edward, it's the first day at your new school didn't you tell me?" Said matron as she shook him awake. Teddy it was his first day, and his parents wouldn'tbe there to see him off. Not there to kiss him goodbye as he
dragged his trunk to the Scarlett train; no mother to tell him how much she loved him and write him a letter once a week; no father to pat his head and wish him luck. Even though he never knew his parents, he yearned to meet them; felt the pain spread
through him as everyone at his orphanage boasts about how wonderful there parents were when they were still loved by them. When he tried to boast
about his parents defeating the dark lord of the wizarding world, the other children would just look at him and laugh.
"Well boy? Is it today?" Screamed the matron as she shook Teddy out of his silence.
"Ye-e-s miss. It is today..." He whispered.
"Right, pack your trunk and the drive will take you to the station. Come on! Chop chop!"
Teddy shuffled over to his large, oak trunk. He had purchased it when the owner of the orphanage -who is a witch- took him to the wonderful place that she called 'Diagon Alley'. Teddy had loved that day out with Mrs. Russel.
She had told him about the wonders of Hogwarts: the translucent ghosts that roamed the wood panelled halls; the incredible portraits that were alive and the characters within them; the lessons, the library, the Great Hall! Everything sounded so
incredible to him, and it seemed incredible that such a vast and powerful community had not yet been found out by the muggles. However, what he loved most about this trip, was how Mrs. Russel would marvel about how courageous and amazing his parents
were. He savoured every detail of what they did to save the world, and how they died being two of the bravest people ever known. It was the only thing he had to cling on to them.
He was standing Kings Cross Station, completely and utterly baffled. The yellow stained paper ticket in his hand said: Platform 9 3/4. Platform nine and three quarters! Mrs. Russel could sense his confusion, and pointed him in the direction of a brick
wall! Teddy whipped his head around to look at his chaperone, thinking she had gone barmy.
"Well, go on then! I promise you'll be ok," she told Teddy with a smile. So, trolley in hands, eyes focused on the wall, Teddy dashed towards the entrance to platform 9 3/4 as his legs shook violently. He bracedhimself for the crash as
he drew ever nearer to the wall, when he suddenly found himself gliding through the wall. He briefly saw Mrs. Russell's waving hand as he turned back. He knew he was safe.