Emilia GreenGrass hated September first.

The chaos and madness and teary eyed parents.

It was the absolute worst.

Of course, her own family being there didn't do any good to the situation, her half sisters were annoying as heck and her father always talked to "very important people".

But it wasn't just the train station that sparked her hate. God no.

The train itself was hell on earth.

See, in the Hogwarts Express you couldn't sit by yourself, No fucking way. People were piling up each compartment, and you had to pray not to get stuck with the wrong people.

Like the Weasly clan and co. Those bastards always sat together no matter what, and wether you were in their booth, or five booths away you still suffered from the fucking noise.

And this year, her final year in the lovely and oh so delightful Hogwarts, she was about to suffer the most. Not only did she had to make sure that the twins were okay, he father lectured her non-stop about how he expects her to succeed and thrive this year. Her step mother kept telling her to make sure last year's mistake won't happen again (it was the twins first year, and they got stuck in a compartment with a bunch of 6th years while Emily sat quietly in a nearly empty compartment), Emily's head nearly exploded.

But that wasn't enough to torture her, oh no. Her father spotted his sister and talked to her and her husband for twenty fucking minutes, and she couldn't go and get settled on the train, because her sisters talked to their dumb friends.

Eventually her step mom called her sisters and told them to get going.

So Emily was stuck strolling a train for a sit while the twins talked their little heads off, and everyone was shouting.

When she finally found a place, only occupied by two hufflepuffs, she sat and her step sisters followed.

Their compartment was fairly quite, besides the twins chatters and the hufflepuffs silent conversation. But of course, it was too good to be true. Suddenly what sounded like 50 angry elephants became the only thing she heard. Through the window she saw a sea of orange hair and felt herself begin to cry internally.

This is gonna be an amazing year full of fun and joy and fucking glitter, she thought to herself.