Another Longbottom
Platform 9 ¾
I run though the barrier between platform 9 and 10, at percisly 10:45, with a cart carrying a beaten, brown trunk and cage, and emerge on a crowded platform. The platform was breathtaking. Tan bricks covered the walls, there was grey cement flooring, and there was a plastic sign that said Hogwarts Express; 11:00 and had a little Hogwarts emblem. Then, I saw the Hogwarts Express. A huge red steam-train with gold lining. The steam from the train was drifting in the air. It was truly magnificent.
"Wow, isn't this so exciting Neville," I say to Neville expecting him to be right next to me. Hmmm I wonder as I look around for him, but he was nowhere to be seen. I assume that he is already on the train. So, I start walking my cart to the area marked PLATFORM 9 3/4 and that is when I saw him. Neville was talking to Gran, a wiry grey haired plump women wearing the cardigan I gave her for her birthday, aww that is so sweet, and tan jeans.
"Neville," I yell over to him. He doesn't look away. I rush over to him and Gran while taking my trunk out of the cart as I say,
"Almost lost you there Neville, Neville! Neville? Is something wrong?" He nods what looks to be a yes, but it's kind of all over the place.
"What's wrong," I ask him.
"He's lost that blasted toad again," Gran answers, startling me, Gods, I forgot she was there how silly of me.
"Trevor?" I ask him. He nods yes, but this time it is clearer.
"You still have your puffskin I hope, don't need two lost beasts that I need to find," Gran asks rudely.
"I have Awba," I reply holding back my anger. Gran is usually fine with us, well with me at least, but today she just woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I guess?
"Bye, Gran," I say and then start walking towards the train. Right before I got on the train I turn around.
"See you at Hogwarts Neville," I yelled to him.
Once I get on the train someone bumps into me and this someone happens to be Draco Malfoy.
"Let's see, brown hair, hazel eyes, hmm, who are you?" Draco rudely wonders aloud.
"It's Longbottom, Angelique Longbottom for your information," I say pleased with myself because that sounded professional. Sadly, I was only met by laughs.
"Oh, I am Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," He said in a smug voice.
"Like that much better," I whisper under my breath assuming that he laughed at my last names context, I mean if you think about it, its kind funny like long bottom, which would make people's eyes look down at my but.
"What did you just say?" Malfoy asks in a condescending voice.
"Oh, nothing," I reply deciding to keep my comment to myself. I pivot my foot 180º and skip joyfully out of the cabin.