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Bella was so excited about getting her letter. She never expected it because, of course, she was a muggle, and being one kept her from really
knowing about the magical world that laid beyond her door. The letter that arrived a few weeks earlier had told Bella that she had been
accepted at an all magic school. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was also given a list of school supplies and a note stating that
someone would be around to take her to diagon alley, a place for her to pick up her needed supplies. She had never been more excited, and
her father, Charlie, was too. Not much could be said about bella's mother, Renee. both Bella and Charlie had kept Renee out of the loop while
she was in america with her new husband, Phil. They didn't feel like worrying Bella's mother anymore than necessary.
At the moment though Bella wasn't concentrating on her mother. She was to busy looking about the busy train station trying to figure out
where platform 9 and 3/4 was at. Charlie was walking beside her looking around too. They both had the same thought running through their
heads: the train is going to leave soon and we can't find the platform! Bella's new owl was beginning to mack a fuss, and people were
beginning to stare. Next second Charlie saw a woman with five red headed children walk by. and they had an owl too! Charlie shook Bella's arm
and pointed timidly at the retreating red heads. To show she understood to follow Bella nodded and pushed the trolley.
"Now, what's the platform number?" Bella heard the children's mother ask.
"Nine and three-quarters!" the little red head girl said. She was the only girl out of all the children. "Mom, can't i go..."
"You're not old enough, Ginny, now be quiet. All right, Percy, you go first." the mother told her oldest looking son.
Bella had barely blinked an eye when she say the boy run up to the wall seperating platforms nine and ten, when all of a sudden he was
gone. Charlie was just as surprised by the boy's dissapearance as his daughter was.
"Fred, you next," the mother told one of the twins with her.
"I'm not Fred, I'm George. Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?" the twin asked her.
"Sorry, George, dear."
"Only joking, I am Fred." and with that the twin followed his older brother, and his matching twin after that.
Bella was busy watching the family when she noticed a black haired boy with glasses came and started talking to the children's mother.
"Excuse me," the boy said. He was around Bella's age from what she could tell.
"Hello, dear. First time at Hogwarts? Ron's new, too." the mother pointed towards her younger son.
"Yes. The thing is- the thing is, I don't know how to-" he was cut off.
"How to get onto the platform?" the mother finished kindly saving the boy from embarassment. "All you have to do is walk straight at the
barrier between platforms nine and ten. Don't stop and don't be scared or you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best do it at a bit of a run if
you're nervous. Go on, go now before Ron."
"Do you know how to do it now?" Charlie whispered to Bella as they saw the boy dissapear.
"I think I can handle it." but her nerves might not have been able to as she saw the last the backs of the mother and daughter vanish into
the barrier.
"I'll be right behind you." Charlie said patting Bella on the back. Bella took a deap calming breath before breaking into a run between the
barriers. a foot or so before she reached the barrier Bella shut her eyes tightly. She braced herself for the gut wrenching impact. But none
came. When Bella felt nothing but air further from the barrier wall she stopped and opened her eyes a fraction of an inch. What she saw in front
of her was a scarlett steam engine, billowing smoke coming from its spout, and other students and parents crowding around on the platform
for last "Goodbyes," "I'll miss you's," and "Write to me when you get there's."
Charlie popped up behind his daughter a few seconds later out of breath. He cleary had made a run for it as well. "Come on, let's go find you
a place to sit." he said taking charge of Bella's cart. Knowing that Bella was the type of person who didn't feel very comfortable around crowds
had steered the cart towards the back of the train. By then most of the compartments were full, it was two minutes before the train took off.
Bella seemed completely at ease being put into the last of the compartments. She hoisted her trunk onto the train with some help from Charlie.
She knew by then all the cars up front would be full, and with a minute left to go before the train took off she decided to look for an empty
compartment on her own. When the trunk was safely on the train Bella turned to her dad and gave him a tight hug so that she could make it
last until they saw each other during Christmas break. Bella had alrady started mentally counting.
"I'll miss you, dad." she said as she pulled away.
"Yeah, I'll miss you to Bells. Be sure to write as soon as you can. Home will be awful lonely without you, so you'd better write." Charlie said
sternly.
"Sure, sure. I promise." then the whistle blew, and the train started to pull away. "Bye, dad!" Bella waved as the train pulled away a little
faster. Charlie waved back, holding some tears as the train picked up speed. With one last wave from Charlie Bella lost site as the train turned
the corner. Bella held in some tears as she pulled her trunk along the back of the train. She finally realized that all the compartments were full
except for the one that had the black haired boy she saw earlier. She bit her bottom lip in contemplation then went inside.
"Can i join you? All the cars are full." Bella explained to the boy.
"Same. You mind?" said the youngest red haired boy, Ron, from the station, coming up behind Bella.
"Not at all." Harry said. All three helped put up the trunks before Ron's twin brothers came into their compartment.
"Hey Ron." said one of the twins whick Bella recognized as George because of his jumper color. "Listen, we're going down the middle of the
train-Lee Jordan's got a giant trantula down there."
"Right," Ron mumbled. Bella could have sworn he shuddered a bit.
"Harry, and girl," the other twin, Fred said, "Did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley. And this is Ron, our borther. See you
later, then."
"Bye," said Harry, Ron and Bella. The door shut behing them.
"Are you really Harry Potter?" Ron asked Harry. Harry nodded. "Oh-well, I thought it might be one of Fred and George's jokes. And have you
really got-you know..."Ron pointed at his forhead. Harry moved back his bangs to show a lightening shaped scar.
Bella had no idea what was going on. She thought the boys had only just met, but it seemed Ron knew a lot about Harry then he let on.
"I don't understand," Bella said after Ron started to stare at Harry, "I thought you just met? And why is Harry's scar important?"
Ron and Harry had realized that Bella was still in the compartment with them. Ron stared at Bella as though she had lost her mind or
something.
"You don't know who he is?" Ron asked. Bella shook her head. "He's Harry Potter. He got rid of You-Know-Who-" Ron stopped talking, then
turned bright red that it nearly matched his hair color. He was doing pricisely what his mother didn't want him to.
"I grew up being a muggle, so i really don't know who You-Know-Who is. Who is he?" Bella asked letting her curiosity get the best of her.
"I can't say really-" Ron started to say before Harry cut him off.
"Voldemort." he blurted out.
Ron was between shock and awe when Harry said this. It was Harry's turn to be red. "Oops. Sorry. I forgot."
Bella didn't see the big deal of the name, but ended her questioning. "I'm Bella." she introduced herself hoping to end the silence that came
from Ron's starring at Harry. She could tell Harry was grateful for the introduction. "I guess you already know who I am." and the three laughed
at that.
The remainder of the train ride was a peaceful one without the three interuptions they got. That didn't include the elderly witch pushing a
trolley full of sweets (none that Bella, nor Harry could identify).But enjoyed eating them all the same. First to visit was from a boy who had lost
his pet toad, and said something about it alway's getting away from him. A girl named Hermione Granger came after them asking about Neville's
toad. She was a bit bossy, but Bella liked her none-the-less right off the bat. Ron found her the same way, but with a bit less likely-ness. Then
came three thugs, whom Bella thought she'd never have to see again. Ron's rat had bit one of the bigger boy's named Goyle reached over to
the left over pile of sweets. The pale blond boy named Draco Malfoy ran away after that. Bella, Ron and Harry laughed at that when Hermione
came back into the compartment.
"What has been going on?" Hermione demanded in her bossy tone while Ron picked up a thrown Scabbers, the rat.
"I think he's been knocked out," Ron said showing scabbers to Harry and Bella. Ron took a closer look, "No- I don't believe it-he's gone back
to sleep." and so he had. The group started laughing again.
"You'd better hurry up and put your robes on, I've just been up to the front to ask the conductor, and he says we're nearly there. You haven't
been fighting, have you? You'll be in trouble before we even get there!" Hermione demanded.
"Scabbers has been fighting, not us," Ron glowered at her. "Would you mind leaving so we can change?" Ron asked crossly to Hermione, but
politely towards Bella.
"All right-I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors," Hermione snuffed while
Bella grabbed up some school robes from her trunk. "And you got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know?" Hermione asked Ron before
having the compartment door slammed in her face by him.
"Boys," Hermione said as she stomped away.
Bella could feel the train beginning to slow by the time she finished changing into her robes. She took a peek out the window in the
compartment, but all she could see was darkness. Her excitment mounted even further if it was possible at that point, and it seemed to have
spread to Ron and Harry, along with a good case of over active nerves. It hadn't occured to Bella that at second she had completely forgot she
was a muggle born child. She had forgot that before her letter there wasn't a Hogwarts. Bella was a witch, and she was going to have the best
time of her life.