Disclaimer: I'm sure you aware that this does not belong to me, I just like to play and JK is good at sharing her sandbox =)
September First
The station was bustling with the movements of hundreds of people trying to get to their trains on time. Message sounded over the loud speaker, indicating the times of arrivals and departures of the many engines that came in and out of King's Cross Station on any given day. But today was not just any day of the year, it was September first, the start of the new school year for the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Trolleys were loaded with heavy wooden trunks, cages held screeching owls, baskets held yowling balls of fur that on closer inspection would be revealed as cats.
Smoothing his tatty old robes down slightly and smiling at the memories that flooded his mind from the seven times he had made this trip previously. Memories of anxiety on his first trip, the worry of his secret being found out. The desire to be with his friends the next year and working to reign in their pranks during both his third and forth trip. During his fifth trip it had been the newness of Prefect duties, the two years that followed had been much of the same, with a little more bitter sweetness thrown in during his seventh and believed to be, final trip to Hogwarts.
But here he was, sixteen years later about to board that scarlet steam engine once more, but no longer a student of the beloved school, no he now bore the title of Professor R. J. Lupin.
A/N: so just a little drabble in honour of September 1st. Hope you enjoyed and please review.