William stared out the window of his mum's car as it rattled down the street to King's Cross Station. His trunk, and a cage with a large, black raven in it sat in the rear seat, and he sat next to his mother, who was grumbling about "his kind." Will usually paid her little remarks no mind, for at heart she was a good person with a charming personality. It was just that since his father, Augustus, died, she had never been the same. ..
At last, they arrived at King's Cross. William grabbed his trunk and his bird, and confidently walked through the pillar leading to Platform 9 ¾. He gave a wave goodbye to his mother, who didn't seem to notice. The Hogwarts Express had just arrived, and the steam plew back his shoulder-length black hair. He pulled his things into the train, and found a compartment. Soon a tall, blonde-haired boy stepped in, and asked, with a strong accent that sounded like something from Eastern Europe, asked, " May I sit here?" "Certainly." Will replied. At least this boy seemed civil enough.
Decidedly uncivil, however, was the next individual that entered the compartment. "Is this full? Oh well." She quickly sat down next to the blonde. "They told me everywhere else was full." Will, however, was tired, and not really concerned with her personal affairs. Before he could interject, the other boy, sounding quite offended, muttered, " Well I am sorry zat you vill have to deal vith ze likes of us, your highness," and performed a mock bow, much to Will's amusement. " I never got your name." The boy turned. "Aleksander Grindelvald. You?" Will thought the name sounded familiar, but payed it no further thought. "William. William Snape." He extended his hand, and the boy shook it. They then looked to the girl, who sullenly muttered, " My name is Cassandra. Cassandra Potter." Aleksander raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Will did the same.
After a long trip, during which Aleksander and William had a pleasant conversation regarding their expectations, and Cassandra sulked, they arrived. The castle's lights gleaming into the night sky. Hogwarts. The place William had dreamt of being for year. The place where he knew he could find it. The truth that had been so elusive since he asked for it, was finally within his grasp.
So you know, the author's notes will be in bold, for future reference. If you like, review it, perhaps speculate, or even give some suggestions! I'm new to this sort of thing. The next chapter will be around soon enough, I suppose.
