A/N: Yay, my first fanfiction! I haven't really decided how much of the events in the book I'm going to correspond with the time period of my story. I might change some things because the story isn't primarily action/drama (what can I say, I'm a sucker for romance). I don't want to kill Dumbeldore and I really don't know what I'm doing with Draco and Snape...It'll probably be pretty similar but less angsty. As far as characters go, I'm using HP main characters as my primary characters but the main character is original and so are someothers. I'm going to try to balance it out...I dont really know how it'll work. So...I hope you enjoy my first ever fanfic and please review (even if it's critisism, as long as it's not just for the sake of being mean everythings welcome)(and I apologie for the crappy ending, I just didn't want to wait to post, sorry :)).

Her hair flew around her face in complete disarray as she stared at the busy paths before her. Trying to hold back her hair, she concentrated on the signs hung above each platform.

Nine was followed by ten. On any other day it would've made perfect sense.

She knew she must have read the ticket wrong. Glancing down at her ticket one more time, the only platform number she could find was nine-and-three-quarters.

Perhaps she was wrong. Or going crazy.

Frustrated, she let out a huff of air and dramatically plopped on to her luggage, head in hands, still staring very hard at the signs. After a few more minutes of this she gave up and instead chose to watch the people making their way across the station. So many couples walked hand in hand. There was one couple she noticed holding hands, looking up at each other as though they were the only two people in the world.

Looking at them seperatly, they never would have been placed together. The girl was beautiful, maybe thirty, but with the charm of a young woman in her twenties. Her hair was blond and lovely and her wide eyes were keen and engaging.

The man with her seemed to be close to her age, but he seemed as if he was thirty going on fifty. He was balding and rough around the edges. A scar ran across his eyebrows, cutting it in half, but still they only had eyes for each other.

She smiled to herself as the woman stood on her toes to give the man a kiss. They made a beautiful couple after all.

Her view of the couple was blocked as a family of three walked by her. She stared wistfully after them. It wasn't long ago that she could have been one of them.

She was cut off mid thought as she noticed something shocking. The family had stood at the barrier between platforms nine and ten, and after leaning against it, was quickly swallowed by the wall. She looked around to notice if anyone else had noticed. Everyone else continued going about their business as if a family hadn't just disappeared into thin air.

True she hadn't seen much of magic, but she was fairly positive that people spontaneously disappearing was not a common occurrence. Picking up her luggage, she walked over to the barrier. She rubbed her hands over the brick.

Feels solid, she thought to herself.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and put all her weight into the wall. She was surprised to find she never hit the brick. As she opened her eyes, she fell forward hard, hitting the ground nearly flat on her face.

"Ow," she whined out loud, rubbing her nose.

She glanced up at the area around her. Just above her head was a sign the read platform nine-and-three-quarters.

"About time." As she spoke these words, a group of girls sniggered at her as they walked past, without even bothering to help her up.

"Yeah, well, fuck you too." She grumbled as she stood up dusting off her pants. She heard a much friendlier laugh behind her and turned to face the person it belonged to.

The laugh belonged to a tall girl, probably around her age. The tall girl stuck out her hand and spoke in a pleasant voice, "Hey, nice to meet you. My names Lydia. Sorry for not helping you up. I kind of space sometimes."

She shook her hand, happy to find someone with potential to be a friend, "Hey. Yeah, I'm new. I didn't really know what was happening when the wall disappeared from underneath me."

Her face fell, suddenly looking confused, "How did you not know how to get here? Where are your parents? I figure if they aren't going to drop you off they should at least tell you how to get here. It just seems kind of rude..." Lydia trailed off.

"Uh, I guess my parents are…well, they're somewhere. I don't really know. Apparently the whole magic thing wasn't so cool with them."

"Oh, I'm really sorry. That must suck. My parents are both magic so it didn't really matter in my house. I'm sorry. That's gotta be tough."

"It's okay, I guess, we weren't that close anyway, but can you help me out here. I don't really know what I'm doing."

"Yeah. Is this your first year? You look older than that."

"Kind of. I'm going into my fifth year, but it's my first. It's kind of a long story."

Sensing she wasn't going to go into said long story, Lydia smiled warmly, "Oh cool. I'm in my sixth. Come on, let's go grab a compartment. You can sit with me and my friends. They're all really cool and they're Ravenclaws so don't worry about any problems with your parents."

She raised an eyebrow at the gibberish that just spewed out of Lydia's mouth, "They're all whats? I'm sorry but you're not making any sense right now."

"Ravenclaws," she looked at the still lost expression, "Oh my god, you seriously don't know anything. Well come one anyway. We need to get on before the train leaves," I started to pick up my bags, "Here, I'll help you."

She picked up half the load and they stepped on to the crowded train.