An 11-year-old girl's heart was beating out of her chest as she ran through the train station, desperate to find the correct platform. Please don't be late. She thought to herself, her long black hair flowing behind her as she held her bookbag in her arms. Her bright green eyes looked around, hoping to see some kind of sign. She stopped in her tracks as several teens passed by her, with owls in cages and various sizes of luggage. She looked towards them eagerly, wondering if they were searching for the same thing. She decided to just be her natural self, which stayed quiet and attempted to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"You are so lucky to get to go!"
This was coming from a younger boy with blonde hair and bright blue eyes, talking to an older girl, but not too much older than our main girl here. She too had the same blonde hair and blue eyes. This girl, who seemed to swell with confidence, placed her hand on the young boy's head, grinning from ear to ear.
"Don't worry. You'll be joining me soon enough."
The boy continued to pout and an older boy next to the blonde, this guy had brown hair and eyes, got to his knees in front of the younger boy.
"It's alright champ. You'll get to have your first year before you know it. But your sis here, she's got a long way before she can catch up to me."
He said this with a hearty laugh and didn't see the gut punch coming.
"Ow! Mean as ever I see."
The blonde girl had her spunk going and retorted.
"Not only will I be the top of my class in my first year, but by my fourth I will be way better than you are!"
She said this as she flipped her medium cut blonde hair, still smiling but with a fire in her eyes. Another teen boy, just slightly older than the blonde girl and with darker skin, put a hand between them. He seemed like the most down to Earth.
"Come on guys. All that matters is that we welcome Marie to our fold and help her along her journey through Hogwarts."
The girl's ears perked a little, eyes widening. Yes! That was the magic word! Now where do we go now? The anxiety of the girl's thoughts carried into her heart, which was still beating as hard as ever. She knew that she just had to follow them, to get to the best thing that had ever happened to her. Finding out that she was a witch.