I repeat: English is not my first language, so my grammar may not be perfect. If you see anything wrong, please correct me. I love to learn :D

The day came faster than I'd ever thought. And long before I was prepared.
I had a wand. I was learning to become a witch. I was going to a school far away from Fleet Street and far away from everything I'd ever know of. It felt like that big train was going to take me to another world. And maybe it was, after all. A world of magic.
"Don't look so frightened, Ruby dear. It will be a big adventure for you, I'm sure." Mrs. Lovett smiled to me. I tried to smile back, but failed. I didn't want any adventure. I wanted to feel safe.
Toby never seemed to be nervous. He smiled to Mrs. Lovett and gave her a hug.
"Goodbye, mum. I will write you a letter every day, I promise. And send it by an owl, or whatever they do at that school."
"Bye, Toby. Take care."
Then she hugged me as well.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Lovett. I'll miss you." I whispered. Her embrace was so warm and safe, I wanted to never let go of that hug.
"Oh, we will soon meet again, love. Don't worry. You come home for Christmas holiday, don't you?"
"Of course." I tried to smile again, but still failed.
And then, Sweeney. He put his hand on my shoulder, looked deep into my eyes.
"Be careful, my girl."
I nodded silently. Then he gave me a hug as well.
"You won't slit the throat of Mrs. Lovett while I'm gone, right?" I whispered, quiet as a breath. It was mostly meant as a joke, but I could never be sure.
"No, I won't." he whispered back. "I promise."
"I love you, Sweeney. " I breathe back.
Then we let go. Loudly I said:
"Goodbye, Mr. Todd."
"Goodbye, Ruby. Goodbye, Toby."
"Goodbye, Mr. Todd."
Toby and I got on the train and it started moving. We waved at Sweeney and Mrs. Lovett through the window, until they disappeared. Something still hurt inside of me. But at least I had Toby by my side.
We sat down and talked about what we were going to expire at this mysterious school, Hogwarts. The houses we were sorted in for different qualities, the sport called Quidditch, the letters sent by owls and the classes. The new world we were going to.
"Hi, can we sit here?" The girl was tall and blonde, with tanned skin and big green eyes. The boys looked like brothers: they had the same grey eyes, the same black hair and the same shy smile.
"Yes, of course you can." answered Toby, and they sat down.
"I'm Veruca, by the way." said the blonde girl. "Veruca Paige."
"I'm Brian Adams, and this is my twin brother Luke." said one of the boys. "What are your names?"
"Tobias Lovett, nice to meet you." Toby shook hands with all of them. "But you can call me Toby, everyone does."
Tobias Ragg he was, once. But why should he wear the name of parents he had never known, when he could have the name of the person who became like a mother to him?
"I'm Ruby." I said, a bit shyer than Toby. "Ruby Todd."
Ruby Jones I was, once. But why should I wear the name of the father who beat mother to death? When I could have the name of the person who saved me from the street, gave me a home, made me his little girl…
Oh, Sweeney. I still didn't know how I was going to survive without him until Christmas vacation.
"Are you brother and sister?" asked Veruca. "You seem very close to each other."
I had a look at Toby. Maybe we could have been. We had about the same physique, both of us had dark hair (although his was black and mine more dark brown), and we lived together. In the same family.
"Yes." Toby answered, made a long story short.