AN: I don't own Glee and I don't own Harry Potter. I wish I did, but I don't. The only thing I own are my own characters and the characters actions.
Hope you enjoy.
Santana Lopez jogged towards the wall between platform 9 and 10. She had gone through it before, but that was with her parents. This time she got to do it all by herself, even though her brothers and parents were not that far behind.
The Latina closed her eyes as she approached the wall and didn't open them until she could hear the chatter of exited students and their parents. Santana remembered being so jealous of her brothers when they got to board the red train at platform 9 ¾, while she had to stay behind. But this time all three of them had tickets.
She turned around and watched as her brothers appeared, walking straight out from the wall. Their parents appeared not long after, but Santana's brothers were long gone by then. They had found some of their old friends to hang with and Santana's oldest brother had to mind his prefect duties.
"Are you ready, Santana?" her dad asked with a smile.
The young Latina felt the butterflies fly around in her stomach and in fear of them flying out of her mouth, she just nodded. A small laugh escaped from Mr Lopez' lips.
"That's good, honey. Let's find you a compartment."
The three Lopez' eventually found an empty compartment and Santana's brother Felix helped her with her trunk. Santana and her brothers talked with their parents through the window until it was time for the train to leave.
"You take care of your sister, boys," Mr Lopez said.
"And remember to write," Mrs Lopez added.
"Sure," the kids mumbled in choir.
Mrs Lopez wiped away a tear running down her cheek. Her husband laid a hand on her shoulder to comfort her and they both waved as the train took their children away to school.
"Listen," Santana's oldest brother Carlos said. "We got to go. Are you okay here?"
The small Latina nodded and gave her brothers a smile. She watched as the two boys turned and walked out of the compartment. Just as Santana started to wonder what to do the rest of the trip, a blonde girl appeared in the doorway. She had eager, blue eyes and a kind smile.
"Excuse me," she said. "Can I sit in here with you? Everywhere else is full."
The Latina eyed the girl suspiciously before finally giving her a nod and a small smile. The blonde girl sat opposite Santana.
"I'm Brittany, by the way. Brittany Pierce."
"I'm Santana Lopez."
"I like your name," Brittany said, making the Latina blush.
The two girls sat in silence for a while.
"Do you want to play I Spy? Brittany finally asked, breaking the silence.
"I'd love to!" Santana's mouth broke into a huge grin. "It's one of my favourite games, actually."
"I spy something green."
A couple of hours after the train left King's Cross station the two girls were still playing I Spy. The Latina was not that excited anymore though. Brittany kept spying the most obvious things.
"A tree?" Santana sighed.
"Wow, you're really good at this!" Brittany, however, was as excited as ever.
"Listen, Brittany. How about we take a break and just talk for a while?" the Latina suggested.
Brittany gave her a grin and nodded.
"What do you want to talk about?"
Santana thought about it for a while before coming up with an answer.
"Let's talk about Hogwarts!"
"I don't really know a lot about it." The blonde suddenly looked sad.
"Why not? What's wrong, Brittany?"
"Well," Brittany sighed. "I'm a halfblood and my dad was a wizard. He died when I was 9, and he never really told me a lot about Hogwarts."
Santana didn't know what to say. Eventually she thought of a way to cheer up the other girl.
"You know what, Britt-Britt? I will teach you everything you'll ever have to know about the wizarding world!"
A pair of blue eyes shot open in excitement and met a pair of brown ones.
"You called me Britt-Britt! No one has ever called me that before."
Santana suddenly looked a bit worried.
"Is it okay that I call you that?"
Brittany's mouth broke into a huge grin.
"Of course it is, silly! You can call me anything you want to. Because we are friends now. Right?"
Santana couldn't help but smile too.
"Yeah, best friends."
The blonde squealed and practically jumped over the table to give Santana a hug and a kiss on the cheek that made the Latina blush.
"Now," Brittany suddenly became serious. "Tell me all you know about Hogwarts."
There was a short knock on the compartment door. A tall boy wearing a Slytherin uniform walked in.
"Hello, girls," he said. "We will be arriving at Hogwarts soon. Please change into your robes."
"Okay, Carlos," Santana said.
The older boy stepped outside and closed the door after himself.
"You know him?" Brittany asked.
Santana shrugged.
"Yeah, he's my oldest brother."
"Cool," the blonde grinned.
The two girls located their uniforms and quickly put them on. They had black ties since none of them had been sorted into a house yet.
"Hey, Santana. Can you help me with my tie?"
Santana looked up from tying her own tie and laughed when she saw the other girl's attempt. Brittany had somehow managed to tie her fingers stuck. The latina helped the girl get loose and slipped the tie over her head. Then she took off her own tie and handed it to Brittany.
"Here, you can have mine," she said.
Brittany grinned and gave Santana a big hug.
"Thank you, San!"
"San?" the brunette asked confused.
Brittany simply shrugged.
"You gave me a nickname. Now I've given you one too," she said as the train started slowing down.
Santana grinned. No one had ever given her a nickname before.
The two girls lay a finishing touch on their uniforms and joined the rest of the students on their way out.
It was dark outside when Santana and Brittany stepped out of the train.
The two girls wondered about where they were supposed to go before they heard a man's voice yelling "First-years over here!" They looked at each other for a second and shrugged before walking towards the man.
He was taller than most people and his muscular arms were filled with old scars and cuts. His hair looked as if he hadn't had a haircut in his entire life. The man didn't look that old though. If Santana would had to guess his age she'd say 25 years old, 30 max. If Brittany was to guess she'd say 15.
"Hey there, young ladies," he said as they approached. "My name's Charlie and I'm keeper of keys and grounds here at Hogwarts."
"It's very nice to meet you, Mr Charlie."
Santana sniggered at Brittany's over-polite tone.
Apparently Brittany's tone set Charlie back a little as well.
"Well. Um-" he stuttered. "If you two could please take a seat in one of the boats down by the lake there," he pointed towards the lake that was obviously close to where they were standing, "then that would be brilliant."
"Sure thing, Mr Charlie," Brittany chirped and bounced down towards the boats.
Santana sniggered again at how enthusiastic her new friend was before following the blonde girl.
Santana and Brittany took their places in one of the boats. Shortly after they were accompanied by a blonde girl and a boy with the most ridiculous haircut Brittany had ever seen.
"Everyone in?" Charlie yelled. "Okay then, let's roll."
And only a second after all the small boats moved simultaneously.
"This is so cool, San!" Brittany whispered. Santana gave her a small smile.
The boats glided across the lake, which was smooth as glass.
The first boats rounded a bend and there was a loud "Oh!". Santana wondered for a minute what all the fuss was about, but then her boat rounded the bend and she saw it too. Raging over them was a vast castle, its windows sparkling in the night sky.
All the boats glided silently into a large boathouse and the students carefully climbed out.
"Alright then," Charlie called out. "Follow me."
They followed the man up a long flight of stone steps, and over a small patch of grass before stopping in front of a large oak door.
Charlie turned around and gave them all a reassuring smile before bringing his hand up to knock the door twice. The door opened almost immediately and before them stood a black-haired wizard with a friendly smile.
"Thank you, Charlie," he said. "I'll take them from here."
AN: Reviews are greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading!