She had read all the books and seen the movies, but only in her wildest dreams had she dared hope that this world would be real. Yura was staring out of the window of the Hogwarts Express. She was sitting alone in a compartment, there weren't much new students in the train, only the "special" students were on it since the regular students had started a week ago.
And since most of the "lost" letters had been recovered already there would be only a small amount of special students. But Yura's letter had only turned up recently, her mother had been erasing her memories about the fact that she could use magic. Her mother thought it was in the order to protect her, but the danger had been gone for a long time. Yura wasn't eleven years old anymore, she had already turned nineteen and would therefore be older than most students. It was a good thing they had special classes for the older students because she wouldn't have wanted to be in a class filled with eleven year olds.
Through the window she saw unfamiliar landscapes were racing by, the window itself showed a reflection of something else. She saw a fair skinned young woman with long dark brown and wavy hair with Jade-Green eyes. She wondered if she resembled her father when he was her age and how his time at Hogwarts had been. She had been thinking about him a lot lately, up until a month ago her mom had always told her he'd been a cop who had been shot on duty. But once Yura had received her letter, her mother had been forced to tell the truth: he had been a Wizard.
He had died shortly after Yura had been born, that's why it had been so easy for her mother to lie about it. The only things she knew about him were from pictures and the stories her mother had told her, though she now wondered how much of that was true. Someone opened the compartment door, Yura looked up and saw one of the Supervisors who had been at the train station to pick her and the others up. "we'll be arriving shortly, You should probably get changed." He warned her. Yura nodded, "Thank you."
