Stephanie's POV

"Steph, you sure you're ready?" Dad asked me, I nodded enthusiastically. "Aw, I'm gonna miss you!" Dad wrapped me into a super tight hug. "Don't worry Dad, I'll be fine. Deej and Kimmy already went and they're doing well," I replied, smiling. My 11th birthday was several months ago, that's when I got my Hogwarts letter. My mom was a pure-blood witch and my dad, of course, is a muggle. The Gibbler's were muggles too, so Kimmy was muggle-born. Instead of freaking out, Mr and Mrs Gibbler were quite glad they wouldn't have to raise Kimmy. "Now, where's that platform?" Dad looked around. "Ooh! They look like wizards! Let's ask them." I saw a family with red hair, and one boy that had jet black. "Excuse me, do you know where platform 9 and 3 quarters is?" Dad asked them. "Stephanie here is going into her first year at Hogwarts, her mom was a witch, but she passed away, so I have no idea about this stuff." Dad explained. "Oh, no problem, Ron and Harry here are coming to Hogwarts for the first time as well." Ron and Harry smiled slightly as Mrs Weasley spoke. "Now, all you have to do is run through that brick, it may sound strange, but don't take your eyes off it and you'll get there." Molly explained. "Okay?" Dad said with slight worry in his voice. He grabbed me and my trolley and wr ran into the brick. The large group of Weasley's and Harry came in soon after.

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After some very difficult goodbyes, I finally got on the train. I walked into a compartment with Ron and Harry already sitting inside. "Hi, mind if I sit?" I asked the boys. "Sure, no problem." Harry smiled and pointed to the seat across from him. I gasped. "Whoa. You're Harry Potter, my mom told me about you, even in America I heard of you!" "Yep, he is Harry Potter, the boy who lived." Ron smiled at the fact that he was friends with Harry. Harry blushed slightly. A girl with bushy brown hair then opened the door to our compartment. "Has anybody seen a toad, a boy named Neville's lost one." She said. She saw Harry and sat down beside me. "Hi, what's your name? I'm Hermione Granger." She put out her hand. "I'm Stephanie Tanner, I'm from the United States." I smiled and shook her hand. She turned to Harry and Ron, "Wow, I can't believe I'm sitting in a compartment with Harry Potter!" Hermione squealed. "Hi," Harry smiled. "And you are," she turned to Ron, who was stuffing his face with wizard candies. "Ron Weasley." He said with his mouth full. "Pleasure." She said, then Hermione walked out of our compartment to help Neville find his toad. "She's a load of bossy" Ron whispered after she left. "C'mon, she can't be that bad. She did fix Harry's glasses," I smiled, I couldn't believe it. I was talking to wizards! "Yeah. Guess she's not all bad." Ron replied, shrugging his shoulders. After stuffing our faces with wizard treats, me, Harry and Ron saw the castle. "Wow. It's beautiful." I explained as Ron and Harry agreed.