Chapter One: The girl in my dreams
It's raining, heavily. I look around, and I realised that I'm on platform 9 ¾. It looks new, its cleaner, no rubbish to be seen. I'm by the tracks, out in the open away from the shelter that stops the rain from getting to me. Even though I'm in the open and the rain is falling on me, I quick to feel my shoulders and glance down at my hands, I'm not getting wet. 'Strange' I think.
Frowning I look up and see the train conductor for Hogwarts blowing on his whistle, he's shouting it's time to go, it looks like. Every one starts to board. The massive crowd deflates, but only a little though. Parents and careers wave of the children off as the train began to take off.
I can't help but laugh as the elder children hang out of their open carriage windows, waving their wands around. Probably their last year at school.
Then something draws my attention back to near the train, through the crowd I could see a small figure pushing against the crowd. It was like watching a gold fish fighting against the oceans current.
Every one on the train began to shout and point towards the figure as that person broke through the mob. That person turned out to be a she. Even though my vision wasn't in colour it looked like in an old film. I think it's called sepia tone, or something. I know she's wearing white, with dark trimmings. It look like a uniform, a blazer, a really loose but short ruffled skirt. Stockings above the knee, polished dark shoes. For a minute she looks at me, but I know she can't see me.
She has dark curled ringlet hair that was tied in a ponytail, but some of the curls dangle down and framed her face, the rest in the pony tail tumble down over her shoulders and back. She was simple faced when you look at her from a distance. But she's beautiful none the less. She isn't very tall, she looks like a first year. She's very pale and thin, not unhealthy thin wise, mind you.
She turns her attention back at the train and starts to make a dash for it as the conductor left open one of the carriage's doors. She's fast, as she draws closer to the carriage door, a young man or boy appears, I can't see his face, the rain stops to let the sun through. It's really too bright to see. I have to shield my eyes by using my arm. I can see better now but it's still too bright to see detail of his face. He isn't very much taller than her.
I can see him reaching out towards her as he holds onto something, a safety bar? I see her running faster, hand reaching out as the crowd shout, point and scream. They're afraid of an accident.
As he reaches further towards her and she to him, their figures are nearly touching, she's going to make it, until he decides to literally jump towards her but still holding onto the safety bar and grabs her hand immediately.
Then the sun becomes a bright white light….And…..
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