Okay, so it's been two weeks, and I got one positive review. So thank you Just Another Jessica for that. I'm hoping that there are more people reading this story, because if no one is, I'm just going to stop. So please, review. Even if you just write "hi" or "pigfarts" I don't really care. I just want to know that someone is reading. Heck! You can even leave me an anonymous review. (Just nothing vulgar people, let's keep the reviews PG) Wow, that was a really long author's note. Anyway, heres's Chapter 2.

DISCLAIMER: JK ROWLING OWNS ANYTHING THAY RELEATES TO THE HARRY POTTER UNIVERSE. ANYTHING UNFAMILIAR IS OF MY OWN CREATION.

CHAPTER TWO

(Gabrielle's POV)

SEPTEMBER 1, 1991, 8 AM

The early morning sun shone through my window, waking me up. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock, it was eight AM! I jumped out of bed and ran to my shower. I got out, quickly dried my hair, brushing out the curls and pulling the pieces that fall in my face back with a clip, and got dressed. I was wearing my favorite black, white, and gray striped jumper, a pair of jeans and black flats that I was going to wear with my new Hogwarts uniform. As soon as I was done getting ready, I went back into my room to double check that I had everything I needed in my trunk. Once I was sure I had all my robes and textbooks, I added a picture of my dad and I, my favorite muggle book, and my poster of the Falmouth Falcons Quidditch Team. Then I made sure that my new barn owl named Cue had everything she needed in her cage. Once that was done, I went downstairs to join my father for breakfast.

"Morning Daddy!" I said excitedly. He nodded his good morning and motioned me to sit down. When I sat down, I couldn't sit still. There was so much running through my brain. I was excited to finally be going to Hogwarts and I had a million questions that I wanted to ask my dad, but so little time to ask them. After all, it was already half past 9 and we had to leave in thirty minutes if we wanted to make it to Kings Cross Station in time.

"Dad," I asked him.

"Yes Gabrielle?" he replied.

"Would you be mad if I wasn't sorted into Gryffindor? You did say both you and Mum were in Gryffindor, and so were both your parents and Mum's parents."

"I would absolutely not be mad if you weren't sorted into Gryffindor. Sure I would be over the moon if my daughter was in Gryffindor, but if you weren't I don't think I would even be able to be mad. Whatever house you are sorted into would have gained a wonderful, caring, intelligent, brave young witch." He said confidently.

"Not even if I was sorted into Slytherin?" I asked.

"Not even if you were sorted into Slytherin." He said, and then continued, "Do you have everything? Is your trunk packed?"

"Yes Dad, it's packed. Everything is in there. I already checked." I told him.

"Do you have your wand?" He asked.

"Oh my! No! Thanks for reminding me Dad!" I said.

"Well go on then and get it, and as soon as you get back down here, we need to leave." He told me.

I ran upstairs to retrieve my 10¾-inch Hawthorn wand with Phoenix Tail Feather core that I had gotten only a few weeks before when we went to Diagon Alley. Once the wand was safely in my pocket, I ran back into my living room to meet my dad by the front door.

"Say goodbye Gabrielle, you aren't going to be back for a while." My dad said jokingly. I just looked at him, smiled, and shook my head. Then we got into our small car and started our journey to Kings Cross Station.

Once we reached the train station my dad helped me load up my trolley with my school trunk, Cue's cage, and the small bag that a brought with my robes in so I could change easily as we approached school.

"Can I see my ticket?" I asked him.

"Here you are, my dear," he said and handed me my ticket. I looked at it, then back to him.

"Platform 9¾? How the heck do you get to Platform 9¾? There's only a Platform 9 and Platform 10."

"Oh this is where the magic begins Gabrielle. You see, to get to Platform 9¾, you must get a running start and go straight through Platforms 9 and 10. Here, I'll show you. "

He wrapped one arm protectively around my waist and use the other arm to help me push the trolley. Then he started walking quickly bringing me along with him. We got closer and closer to the wall, and I was sure we were going to crash right into it. All of a sudden, we were walking right onto another platform, Platform 9¾.

"Wow!" was the only word I could muster. My dad just chuckled. I couldn't believe my eyes. All these kids and their families were running around waiting to board the train and be on their way to Hogwarts. My dad spoke,

"Well its 5 till 11, we, that's when the train leaves. You better get your things on the train."

I followed his instructions and grabbed my trunk and Cue's cage and handed them to one of the conductors. He gladly took it and put it on the train to be stored away during the ride. I was about to board when I remembered something. I turned around and looked at my dad. I hopped off the train, and ran straight into him, giving him the biggest possible hug that I could manage.

"I'm going to miss you so much Daddy." I said, looking up at him.

"I'm going to miss you to Elle," he replied kissing the top of my head.

"You're sure you're going to be all right, on, you know." I asked him.

"I'll be fine, after all I managed before you, you know." He said and chuckled.

"I love you Daddy." I told him. He sunk down to my level, kneeling in front of me now.

" I love you too Gabrielle. You're going to be great. Write me as soon as you can. And trust me there'll be a letter for you tomorrow. You just wait." He said. Then we had the biggest embrace that we've had in a long time. I only let go when I heard the final boarding whistle. I ran back to the train before turning around and shouting,

"I'll see you at Christmas time!" then I blew him a kiss and waved as the Hogwarts Express pulled away. I couldn't wait for my adventure to begin.

The next thing I had to do was go look for a compartment to sit in. I really didn't know anyone except Ron, and I wasn't to keen on sitting with him, but if he was in an open compartment, I guess I would. I was nearing the back of the train before I found an open compartment. Who happened to be inside? None other than Ronald Weasley himself. Someone else was in there too, a skinny boy with messy dark hair. I decided to knock.

"Hello Ron!" I said in my happiest voice.

"Oh, um hi Gabrielle," he mumbled.

"Would either of you mind if I sat here, there isn't any other open compartment?"

Ron thought about it for a moment before he spoke, but the dark haired boy beat him to it.

"Not at all he said." And let me sit down across from him. I finally got a good look at him, and nearly died of shock.

"I'm Har…" he started, but I cut him off.

"Oh my," I said, "you're Harry Potter, you're the boy who lived." I said, then blushed "Oh, I'm sorry, that was really tactless of me. I just can't believe it."

"That's quite alright," he said and smiled at me, "It's been happening a lot lately. I've been trying to get used to it. What's your name, by the way?" Harry asked.

"Yes, sorry! I'm Gabrielle Lupin." I said and held out my hand for him to shake. He took it, then I spoke again.

"I see you've met Ron here. If you're wondering how I know him, I'm friends with his younger sister Ginny. She'll be going to Hogwarts next year, but that's beside the point. Oh, and I guess that would mean I'm friends with Ron too." I said and the three of us laughed. I had a feeling this was going to be a fun train ride.

We were about half hour into the train ride when what looked like the candy lady came by our compartment.

"Anything from the trolley dears?" she asked sweetly. I looked at the trolley. I'd love to have something, and I have money too from my dad, but I didn't want to waste it. We aren't very well off to begin with, a job as a librarian didn't pay very well, so I decided not to get anything.

"No thank you," I said politely.

"Same here," said Ron, "I have my own" he continued, and then held up what looked like a squished sandwich. We both looked at Harry. He pulled out a pile of galleons!

"I'll have the lot," he said. The candy lady nodded and started handing him his candy. We both looked at him dumbstruck.

"It's obviously for all three of us," he said and smiled. "Take what you want." I didn't want to overstep my boundaries, so I just took a chocolate frog and a licorice wand. I laughed as Ron stuffed his face with everything he could get his hands on. "

That boy and food, I swear" I thought to myself, and just listened whilst Ron and Harry had a conversation.

When we were almost near the school and Ron was just about to show us a spell, a girl with curly, and very bushy, brown hair come to the door of the compartment.

"Have any of you seen a toad? A boy Neville has lost one." She stopped as she saw Ron take out his wand.

"Are you doing magic? Well let's see it then! I've tried a few simple spells, and they've worked for me." She said confidently.

Ron tried, and failed to do the spell. Finally I asked,

"What is your name, by the way?" I asked her.

"Oh, I'm Hermione Granger," she said. "and you three are?"

"I'm Gabrielle Lupin," I said.

"Ron Weasley," said Ron.

"I'm Harry Potter." Said Harry.

"Golly, you're Harry Potter? " said Hermione as she sat down next to me. "What's wrong with your glasses? Wait, let me fix them! Occulos Repairo! "

Harry glasses were fixed perfectly.

"Thanks!" he said. Then Hermione got up.

"Well I must be going, would any of you like to come with me to look for Neville's toad? Oh, and you should change into your robes soon, as we should be arriving shortly. "

"I'll come," I said smiling, "Just let me change into my robes quickly. " I changed into my school robes and went to follow Hermione. She might be a tad but bossy and overbearing, but she's very nice and I think we'll be great friends.