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A Work In Progress
By Aissy55
Unbeknownst to non-magical types, a whistle blew for the soon-to-be departing Hogwarts Express at King's Cross Station in the heart of London. One Muggle-born however, was aware that the magical train would be soon leaving her behind if she did not figure out how exactly to make her way on to Platform 9 and three quarters.
Lily Evans glanced down at her ticket once more to make sure that her eyes had not played tricks on her. Yes, she thought, it does say 'Platform 9 and three quarters.' Except for the fact that I can't find it! She glanced from the sign on her left for Platform 10 and the one on her right announcing Platform 9 and sighed. This was finally her chance to get away from the confinements of home and most importantly, from her sister Petunia. Ever since the owl carrying Lily's Hogwarts letter had landed on top of Petunia's marmalade-covered toast she had made her younger sister's life miserable.
All Lily could hope for now was that another Hogwarts student would pass and notice the helpless eleven-year old. She sat down next to her cart loaded with her new possessions purchased on a most interesting trip to Diagon Alley with her father and her godfather, Blace Millerst, who happened to be a Hogwarts alumnus. It had taken three washings for Lily to get all of the soot out of her long red hair after their journey through the Floo network.
If I miss the train, I could always just try Floo powder, she thought as she stared dejectedly at her new owl, Herea. She leaned back against the brick wall except there wasn't one there. Lily's upper body fell unexpectedly down to the ground with a thump. She looked up with horror to see that a brick wall was lying right in the spot where her legs should be. Lily, expecting to feel the weight of the bricks on her legs at any moment, sat in shock.
"Hey now, you're clogging up the door!" a voice sounded from behind her. Lily snapped out of her shock and turned her head to see a young boy with untamed hair standing over her. She just stared and looked back at the brick wall interrupting the lines of her body. "I've got to say that I've never seen anyone's eyes that big before," the boy said as he began to help Lily up. "I'll just make a wild guess and say that this is your first year?"
Lily looked back at the boy and just nodded as she rose to her feet. Her cheeks flushed as she realized that what she must look like to those accustomed to the ways of the wizarding world—probably much the same as one would look at a person talking to a dog in the middle of Piccadilly. She finally found her voice and replied to the boy who was still standing at her side, "Yes, yes it is my first year." Suddenly she remembered Herae and her other possessions on the other side of the wall. "My things, are, uh, still...," she stammered.
"Oh, right," he responded as he quickly disappeared through the bricks then back again, pushing Lily's cart with her owl hooting, happy to be back in the magical world. "My name is James, James Potter by the way. What's your name?"
"Lily Evans." Her response was almost drowned out by the loud whistle that called the final students to board the Hogwarts Express. James pointed to where she should take her trunk then boarded. She followed his direction and put the trunk in the necessary location then stepped onto the Express and into her new life as a student in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
A Work In Progress
By Aissy55
Unbeknownst to non-magical types, a whistle blew for the soon-to-be departing Hogwarts Express at King's Cross Station in the heart of London. One Muggle-born however, was aware that the magical train would be soon leaving her behind if she did not figure out how exactly to make her way on to Platform 9 and three quarters.
Lily Evans glanced down at her ticket once more to make sure that her eyes had not played tricks on her. Yes, she thought, it does say 'Platform 9 and three quarters.' Except for the fact that I can't find it! She glanced from the sign on her left for Platform 10 and the one on her right announcing Platform 9 and sighed. This was finally her chance to get away from the confinements of home and most importantly, from her sister Petunia. Ever since the owl carrying Lily's Hogwarts letter had landed on top of Petunia's marmalade-covered toast she had made her younger sister's life miserable.
All Lily could hope for now was that another Hogwarts student would pass and notice the helpless eleven-year old. She sat down next to her cart loaded with her new possessions purchased on a most interesting trip to Diagon Alley with her father and her godfather, Blace Millerst, who happened to be a Hogwarts alumnus. It had taken three washings for Lily to get all of the soot out of her long red hair after their journey through the Floo network.
If I miss the train, I could always just try Floo powder, she thought as she stared dejectedly at her new owl, Herea. She leaned back against the brick wall except there wasn't one there. Lily's upper body fell unexpectedly down to the ground with a thump. She looked up with horror to see that a brick wall was lying right in the spot where her legs should be. Lily, expecting to feel the weight of the bricks on her legs at any moment, sat in shock.
"Hey now, you're clogging up the door!" a voice sounded from behind her. Lily snapped out of her shock and turned her head to see a young boy with untamed hair standing over her. She just stared and looked back at the brick wall interrupting the lines of her body. "I've got to say that I've never seen anyone's eyes that big before," the boy said as he began to help Lily up. "I'll just make a wild guess and say that this is your first year?"
Lily looked back at the boy and just nodded as she rose to her feet. Her cheeks flushed as she realized that what she must look like to those accustomed to the ways of the wizarding world—probably much the same as one would look at a person talking to a dog in the middle of Piccadilly. She finally found her voice and replied to the boy who was still standing at her side, "Yes, yes it is my first year." Suddenly she remembered Herae and her other possessions on the other side of the wall. "My things, are, uh, still...," she stammered.
"Oh, right," he responded as he quickly disappeared through the bricks then back again, pushing Lily's cart with her owl hooting, happy to be back in the magical world. "My name is James, James Potter by the way. What's your name?"
"Lily Evans." Her response was almost drowned out by the loud whistle that called the final students to board the Hogwarts Express. James pointed to where she should take her trunk then boarded. She followed his direction and put the trunk in the necessary location then stepped onto the Express and into her new life as a student in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.