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Hermione Granger: Missed

Having polished her badge just now, a young girl with bush hair sighed. From oursider's point of view, she was just an ordinary girl with extremely curly hair with huge cat on her laps with so many luggages lined up beside her. In other people's eyes beside herself, she was just another, young traveler who was undoubtedly seating in a bench near platform 9. Perhaps she was waiting for a train, or perhaps she was waiting for someone to pick her up. No one knew the sole purpose of her being there, except that she was just an ordinary, young traveler who would be out of that train station sooner or later depending on how early her ride would come.

Young girl sighed heavily again and cleaned her spectacle with the same hangkerchief which she used to clean her now shiny badge with.

No one noticed her really, she was just another ordinary traveler, someone who was waiting for her ride and minding her own business.

Hermione thought grudgingly at this thought.

From outsider's view, she was just another little girl traveling with extremely funny looking cat.

She just sat there and stared at the huge brick wall between platform 9 and 10.

It was now half past 4.

She should have been in her school already by now, with her two best friends; Harry and Ron. By this time she would have been complaining to two her best friends she was now too full to eat this wonderful first day dinner since they made her to eat ever so many chocolate frogs and acid pops.

She would have scolded Malfoy for twice now and would have asked Professor McGonagall about the advanced transfiguration problem she encountered during summer.

Or perhaps by this time she would have been proud with her head girl badge shining on her robe and was supervising all prefects about giving tours to all the first graders.

She would have...

It was just too horrible to think those pointless thoughts as she was just in the train station and the hour hand of the clock now approaching dangerously to 5.

Hermione Granger, 7 th grader Hogwarts senior, head girl with perfect grade moped about lost in her own thought, about missing the place to go and people to see

Hermione Granger had missed her train which was the only transportation to her school, Hogwarts withcraft and wizardly.