Through My Eyes
By: SeerScarlet49
This is the first of eight chapters. Originally I had intended on writing a chapter based on each year at Hogwarts through Rose's point of view, but I decided to instead pick certain events throughout the years (which are expressed through various points of view).
Disclaimer: If I were a multi-millionaire who is responsible for all that Harry Potter is, would I really be on fanfiction?
Platform 9 ¾ - ROSE
I was going to Hogwarts, I told myself, I was finally going to Hogwarts. I couldn't decide if I was excited, or nervous, or both. I will miss my parents, a lot. I know they will write to me, but it's just going to seem so different. For a moment, I'm jealous of my brother. He won't be going to Hogwarts for another two years. But then I recall him crying to mum this morning about not being able to go like me.
My fear settles when I spot my cousin Albus. He will also be starting Hogwarts this year. I wave to him, and he returns me a forced smile. It seems my cousin is also a bit nervous about Hogwarts. At least I'm not the only one.
I know the time is coming soon, when we must board the train, and this is when my lip starts to tremble. No Rose, you will not cry, I tell myself. I attempt to compose myself, and I hope no one notices.
I'm hardly paying attention when my dad mentions something about a boy on the platform. It's only when he says, "Make sure you beat him in every test Rosie," that I turn to look. I find myself looking at a boy with blond hair. Incidentally, this boy, who appears to be a first year as well, turns, and for a moment his eyes latch with mine. He looks away, as do I. My ears are turning crimson, and I can't explain what is causing them to. I had only simply been staring at him.
"Thank god you have your mother's brains," my dad continues, and I giggle, glad I am able to pass my blushing off as laughing.
The first whistle sounds, and I sigh. The moment I've been dreading. My mother's arms have already found me, and she hugs me tight.
"I'm going to miss you so much," she tells me. I see a tear in her eye, and this only makes me feel worse.
"Me too," I simply tell her.
My dad hugs me next, and by now I'm holding back tears.
"Write to us as much as you want," he explains. "Everyday if you want. If that doesn't help, just keep in mind that you'll have a whole two weeks off at Christmas."
This gets a smile out of me. I completely forgot that I'd only have to wait until December to see them again.
Lastly, I hug Hugo, who mumbles, "Bye Rose."
"Hey, you'll be going before you know it," but he continues to pout. He's been like this the last couple of weeks. One night, dad actually let it slip that Hugo's mostly upset because he is going to miss me. I didn't have the heart to tell Hugo I knew his secret.
The second whistle sounds, and I know I must go. Albus and James have already boarded. I wave to Lily (who is smiling, unlike Hugo), and I give a quick smile to Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny.
Once on the train, I find a compartment with Albus and James. The train begins to move at this moment, and the three of us wave to our families. Oddly enough, I'm glad to find myself smiling. You're going to be just okay, I tell myself.