I bit my lip in thought as I stared at the wall between platforms 9 and 10, completely and utterly perplexed. Maybe I should have let my parents come see me off I thought as I fished out the letter from my pocket, maybe I misread it.

Dear Ms. Melissa Gates

It is my great honour to inform you that your late submission into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for your sixth year has been accepted. You are expected to be at kings cross station, platform nine and three quarters, on the first of September at nine am to be on the Hogwarts express. A list of necessary books and equipment has been attached. We look forwards to seeing you in September

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Sincerely Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress

Okay it defiantly said platform 9¾, so what do I do now? As I pondered that question a boy who looked to be about my age walked towards me. "Hey, sorry but I couldn't help but notice the trunk, the owl, and a pretty girl staring at a wall" He said referring to my trunk, my ashy black owl, midnight, and me. "You wouldn't happen to be going to Hogwarts would you?"

I looked around as if scared someone was listening before replying "Yeah I am actually. Hi I'm Melissa, but you can just call me Missy" I said, my hand outstretched for him to shake. May as well make friends now, right?

"Hey, I'm James, James Potter" He said, shaking my hand as he flipped his hair out of his eyes. "How come you seem so confused, you have to be in at least year 6" He said, his eyes reflecting true confusion.

Wait did he just say Potter? Like son of the Harry Potter? That guy is a legend! I realised I was staring and quickly replied, trying to hide my blush. "Well I used to go to Beauxbatons, but when I moved to London I was forced to switch schools by my mother" I said, disgust in my voice at my mother's decision.

"Oh I see I didn't even know they could do that" James started. "But I wouldn't have guess, with your British accent"

"Well I lived here until I was 9, then moved to France until now" I confirmed. He still had never told me how to get to the platform. I looked down at my watch, seeing the hand tick at it told me it was about 8:45. "We should probably get on the train soon, how exactly do you do that?"

"Oh, that's easy, just run at that wall" I stared at him in shock, not sure whether or not to laugh. I guess he sensed my confusion and added. "Here, let me show you"

Without another word he ran with his trolley strait at the wall. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see the impact of his face hitting the wall. I held my breath, waiting for the boom, waiting for the smashing of his trunk hitting the ground, but it never came. I slowly opened my eyes, revealing James nowhere to be seen.

I guess he wasn't joking. I took a deep breath and glanced around, making sure no one was watching. Repositioning my hands on the trolley, I clenched my eyes closed and ran. My body tensed, getting ready to embrace the wall, but just like the noise I expected from James, it never came.

Instead I opened my eyes to families, hugging, saying goodbye or last minute warnings. Friends gossiping, reconnecting after their summer away. The most noticeable thing in the area was the massive train, gleaming red, grey smoke rising from the top. Hogwarts Express written across the side in golden letters.

I detached my eyes from the train and searched for James, finding him chatting to a group of his friends. Decided to let him be and walked towards the steaming engine, getting on since there was no point waiting outside.

I walked down the hall, checking for empty compartments, and finally found one. I checked my reflection in the window, fixing my jet black hair and wiping a bit of eyeliner that had smudged.

After my trunk was safely in the corner of the compartment I sat down, pulling out Hogwarts: A History and began reading.

"Hello, do you mind if we sit here" A blonde girl with pin strait hair and brown eyes, around my age asked, peaking her head in the compartment.

"No problem" I said with a smile, the blonde came in, followed by 2 other girls, one was a curly-haired brunette with piercing blue eyes, and the other had strait brown hair with the same eyes. There features were so similar I guessed they were twins.

"I'm Katie, and this is my sister Jasmine and our friend Marissa" the curly haired girl announced, referring to the one with strait hair as Jasmine and the blonde as Marissa.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Melissa, but you can call me Missy" I said with a genuine smile. "What year are you in?"

"We're all in 6, how come we've never seen you before?" Jasmine asked, analyzing me. I told them my story again, hoping I wouldn't have to repeat it for a 3rd time soon.

"Oh that's so exciting, well we're all Gryffindor" Marissa announced, showing off her gleaming white teeth. Before I had a chance to reply another group of students peaked their heads in the door.

"Oh, hey Missy" James said, noticing me first. "Oh and hey guys" He said, the 3 stood up to give him a hug and as he hugged Katie he placed a sweet kiss on her lips, mouthing the words I missed you.

He walked in, claiming the seat beside me. Katie jumped up and sat beside him, his arm resting around her shoulders. 2 other boys walked in, one was rather cute and had light brown hair which he flipped whenever it fell in his eyes. The other was really tall, and had buzzed brown hair. I usually liked the longer hair on guys, but this suited him.

"Hey, I'm Missy" I said, gazing up at the 2 boys who had entered.

"Hullo, I'm nick" the shorter haired boy said, taking a seat in the spot Katie had speed out of.

"And I'm Carter" the other boy said, I sent him a flirtatious smile which he returned before sitting down. Thankfully James explained how we met, as well as my story to the group.

After that we spent the rest of the train ride talking, joking around, and just having a good time. The 3 boys seemed to be always up to something, considering their countless stories of their pranks. The 3 girls seemed just like my girls back in France. They were girly, gossipy, but also seemed fun, and not too uptight.

I learnt they were all in Gryffindor and in their 6th year, which made me want to be sorted into that house even more. Also, James and Katie are seeing each other, but the rest are single, for now.

As the train slowed to a stop Hogwarts came into view, it was amazing, really. Especially considering what the infamous battle had done to it over 20 years ago. Capturing many lives of Hogwarts students, teachers, and parents. And now in 20 short years they have rebuilt the Castle, the trust of the staff, and the students. After so many assumed it was gone forever after Harry Potter, former student and father of the boy sitting next to me, had destroyed Voldemort, the most powerful dark wizard of all time. And now I'm officially a student at this historic, powerful, infamous school.