Hey, so quick thing. This does not feature ANY of the Cursed Child events, because that whole book is PURE GODDAMN FANFICTION and is NOT in any way part of the series in my opinion.

Jason glanced up at the huge clock in King's Cross as the driver unpacked his bag from the trunk. He'd only taken a train as a young child, and his memories of the station were rather vague as a result. This time, he thought, I'll remember.

Thalia jumped out of the limo, snatching her trunk and owl, Lucas, and standing awkwardly by the barrier. Their dad, still talking on his phone in the front, removed his sunglasses, revealing the electric-blue eyes the three of them shared. Jason kept quiet and listened, waiting for the call to be over, even though the chances were pretty slim.

"Yeah, Tony called me about the new deal with ScraperTech. I mean, it's either gonna blow up, or-no, Jake, the guy's an idiot. Yeah. Yeah." he sighed, running his hand through his hair. "Just tell Tony to arrange another meeting with them. The fund's not gonna last six months. Aright, just gimme a sec. Ye-yeah, I'm with my son."

Jason glanced at his dad, who pressed the mute button. Just by looking at his perfect white teeth, tight black suit, and studded blonde beard, you could tell that god, this guy was rich. Jason didn't like to think of his family like that, but there was no debating it.

"So, ah...Jason. You're going to Hogwarts this year. Well, you've been telling me all year, but..." he grinned, and Jason nodded, suppressing a smile himself as his father continued. "Stick close to your sister. Go out, make some trouble, and...I'll miss you."

Jason was slightly taken aback, but he nodded, searching for something to say. The driver was waiting outside with Jason's trunk and owl, and she handed him the owl a bit oddly. Jason got one last look at his dad, back on the phone ("...once I know whether Diana supports the fund, then we can move on, but not before we get her approval…") and adjusted his glasses. Flashing his dad a final thumbs-up, not even sure he saw it, Jason joined Thalia and another girl, this one only accompanied by her sister.

Thalia patted him on the back. "You're gonna love Hogwarts, Jason." She grinned, unzipping her black leather jacket and revealing a T-shirt that read Wizarding Convention of 2017, featuring Dean Thomas, Aurora Sinistra, and Shawn Mendes, ("Seriously," their dad had said, "Who else wears that kind of shirt!?) before spinning around on her trolley like a cart, and pushing it through the barrier.

Jason met eyes with the dark-haired girl next to him. "H-have you done this before?" he stammered.

She shook her head, looking like she was about to speak when her sister cut her off. "You a first year?"

Jason nodded. "Um-"

"Then I'll tell you the same thing I've been telling Reyna all morning. Nothing to worry about, it doesn't hurt at all. If you pretend it's not there, you won't feel a thing. Just don't be freakin' out about it, or you'll crash, and that hurts."

Reyna glared at her. "I can do it, Hylla."

"O-kay." Hylla stared at her smugly. Reyna twisted the handle of the trolley, staring at the very solid-looking wall. Jason would have been reluctant to believe it, except his sister had passed through it like Jell-O.

"Your turn."

Jason looked up. Another girl was standing in Reyna's place. She had brown hair, chocolate skin, and eyes that glittered like mini kaleidoscopes. Jason shook his head to clear it. "Wait-but-"

"She went. It's...um...it's your turn," the girl stammered, her hands fidgeting with the cat carrier on top of her trunk. A calico paw stuck through the holes, playing with her hand affectionately, and they both snorted.

"All right." he took a breath. "I'm going through Jell-O. I'm going through Jell-O. Iiiit's just Jell-O."

The girl blushed, laughing. Jason glanced away for a second, sure his face was red too. Distracted, he didn't even notice what she was doing until she did it, and then Jason was spinning through the barrier. When he opened his eyes, he was on the other side.

A brick red train blew a geyser's worth of steam through the station, the hustle and bustle very different from the light chatter of King's Cross. A moment later, the girl emerged from the wall, and shook her head. "Uh...sorry. I didn't mean for you to go that far."

Jason smiled. "That's okay. I was just surprised. I'm...Jason, by the way."

"Piper."

"Great. So-"

"Yeah." Piper smiled. Wow. She was seriously pretty. "We should probably get going."

"Nico, come on. Let's go already!" Hazel bounced up and down on her seat in excitement, pulling one of her half brother's headphones out.

Nico brushed the dark hair out of his eyes in annoyance. "Mom, Hazel-"

Maria di Angelo shook her head, but her eyes, the same eyes as her son, glittered with amusement. "Save it. And Nico, remember you have to give me your headphones anyways before you get on the train! Alright, get your trolleys, the both of you."

Hazel practically jumped out the door, grabbing her trunk and owl. Nico was probably the only first year with a bat, but they were just as useful, and it wasn't unheard of to have as a pet...just uncommon.

Nico faced his mom, who gave him an encouraging smile. "I remember my first year, Nico. Il mio bel ragazzo, Il angelo. Prenditi cura di te."

His dad smiled. "And bring us back a boy, all right? It's about time!"

"Dad!" Nico groaned.

"I mean, Hogwarts is where I met your mother." For emphasis, he kissed her, and Nico closed his eyes and spun around.

"Iiii'm leaving."

"Nico-wait-" Nico turned back to see his father holding out one empty hand, and one hand with a bag of galleons. "First-" he gestured with the empty hand, "Electronics."

Nico grudgingly obliged, removing his headphones and iPod.

"There's twenty-four galleons in here, so don't lose it. And I was serious, you know. Try making friends."

Nico almost snorted. Try making friends. He might as well have said, try getting in a UFO and teaching the aliens English. His dad seemed to sense what he was thinking, but didn't push it.

A train whistled somewhere, and the activity picked up almost immediately. Nico was about to run through the barrier and wheeled his trolley towards it, facing the wall. Hazel had already gone through and was most likely on the train by now, talking with new...friends or something.

His trunk and bat clattered off his trolley as the back of a boy slammed into it. He grimaced when he saw Nico. "Sorry about that. I'll...um...let me help."

Nico stood up irritably, picking up his trunk with much difficulty. He bit back a remark that would have probably gotten him expelled before he even started and, surprised even at himself, stuck out his hand.

The boy seemed a bit taken aback, but shook it. His hand was warm, like it had been sitting in a toaster oven for the past hour. "Will Solace," he grinned, obviously waiting for Nico to give his own name. He didn't, charging through the barrier instead. He heard a distant, "Hey!" as he barrelled through, and saw Will emerge a second later. "What's your name?"

Nico tightened his fists around the trolley, not sure why he wasn't answering. The Hogwarts Express blew its whistle, the steam momentarily blocking his view. Stepping on the train, he turned back, but Will had been lost in the crowd.

Huh.

Strange Solace boy.

Nico smiled to himself. Maybe he would make some friends this year.

Annabeth wasn't a stranger to being at new schools, but she had to admit even the prospect of Hogwarts scared her a bit. She'd heard a term before, actually she'd been called it; Muggle-born. She wasn't exactly sure what it was, but the dark-haired boy who'd said it acted as if it was something bad.

She didn't see anything wrong with her dad, in fact he was amazing. It was her brothers and stepmother that were the problem. But it also meant that she was the only person in her whole family with a drop of wizarding blood.

Speaking of which, her stepmother was the one dropping her off. One look at the both of them, it was pretty obvious they weren't related. Annabeth had curled blonde hair falling past her shoulders, a deep California tan, and a Yankees cap. Her stepmom was rather pretty, Asian, and had red highlights in her tight bun. She had a thin-lipped smile that Annabeth saw all too often, sort of a I'm-just-putting-up-with-you-because…because... and the explanation sort of stopped there.

Annabeth pulled out her owl, placing her on top of the gray trunk. Her dad had picked it out himself, ("It matches your eyes," he'd said) and Annabeth had, for some reason, decided to use it.

She couldn't get out of there fast enough. Annabeth sped down the station, pushing her trolley as fast as it would go. Her owl, Minerva, hooted in protest, which got her some weird looks. Stopping between 9 and 10, she-wait. Annabeth did a double take. Platforms 9 and 10. No 9 ¾.

"Wo-o-o-a-a-h!" the yell came from the right, and Annabeth barely had time to move her trolley out of the way. A boy her age raced past. A woman, (presumably his grandmother,) stopped the trolley, her dark eyes disappointed.

"Get ahold of yourself, Fai."

He nodded. "Yes, grandmother." The boy, Fai, brushed strands of black hair from his own eyes before turning to Annabeth sheepishly.. "Uh-sorry. I'm Frank. My grandmother-"

"It's ok," Annabeth shrugged, "I've got two stepbrothers, so I'm used to people crashing into me."

Frank laughed. "Good to hear.

Annabeth blinked. "So, have you got any idea as to how to get there? My ticket-"

Frank shook his head. "It's not mistaken. Just confusing. My whole family went to Hogwarts-actually, my dad's family went to Durmstrang."

"That's the school in Norway, right?"

"I'm not sure. I've heard it's in Russia, or maybe Sweden. Occasionally somewhere in the Baltic Sea."

Annabeth smiled. "So...the platform?"

"Yeah. My grandmother told me how, and she-" he looked around, "Oh. She's gone. Ok, so what you need to do is run straight into the barrier."

"What!?" Annabeth shook her head in disbelief.

"Like this." Frank tightened his grip, and ran straight towards the solid wall. Annabeth grimaced, waiting for the crash that never came. Instead, he disappeared through the brick, the only trace he'd been there being a...card thing. It had a blank picture on it, though the title read Chocolate Frogs collectable. Congratulations, you've discovered: Augustus Stanner, current deputy to the Minister of Magic!

Annabeth took a couple of breaths, gritted her teeth, and plunged through the wall. It wasn't like anything she'd expected, sort of like someone had attached strings all over her body and was slowly pulling them forwards at once.

She emerged, and then let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. Grabbing the chocolate frog card, she was about to board the train when the whistle blew. Smoke clouded her eyes, and she coughed, fanning the air.

When she opened her eyes, there were about a dozen completely different people by her side, and Frank was nowhere to be found.

Annabeth had no choice but to follow the crowd of people moving along. As she stumbled up the stairs to board the train, she caught a quick glance of the cabins right as another blow of steam issued from the train. The floor gave a huge jerk, and a whistle echoed in Annabeth's ears.

A sudden rush of excitement spread through Annabeth's body, accompanied with a slight sense of anxiety.

Hogwarts, here she came.

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