Gah! I forgot the most important part last chapter!
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I was, I am NOT British, I do NOT have blonde hair, and I do NOT own Harry Potter.
The years passed by, and that was not the last time Harry was visited by Aileen. She counted herself lucky that he hadn't seen her since that fateful day that would probably change the path of his fate.
Hagrid came, and brought with him the promise of a new, better life. Harry rose eagerly to meet the challenge, ignoring the threats of his relatives, and explored the new world opened to him with a young boy's curiosity, something Aileen was glad the Dursleys hadn't beat out of him.
September 1st arrived, and Aileen stood beside Harry, frowning at Hagrid's forgetfulness in telling Harry where Platform 9 and 3/4 was. She stiffened as the family came closer- the one with the boy she had warned Harry about.
"-Packed with muggles, of course..." the mother said. Aileen sighed at the obvious setup. Harry fell for it, as naïve as he was, and pushed his cart towards the family. Aileen noticed the youngest and only girl looking at Harry curiously, and another family with the wise girl standing nearby, quietly talking.
Harry noticed too, and abruptly veered his cart towards them. He approached shyly, looking at the girl.
'Aileen? Is this the wise girl?'
Aileen started at the abrupt thought directed towards her. She sighed at not being able to answer, but nonetheless flickered a nearby light once. Most noticed, including the wise girl and Harry, and a nearby conductor. "Stupid lights..." he muttered, stomping over and tapping it until it flickered back to normal.
Harry muffled a laugh and finished walking over to them. "Are you going to Hogwarts too?" he asked, looking nervous still.
The girl turned to him. "Why, yes. We're having a bit of a problem locating the entrance, however. I'm Hermione Granger, by the way. Who are you?"
"Harry Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you," he said, extending his hand.
Hermione shook it, but her eyes were as big as saucers. "Harry Potter? Not the Harry Potter, surely?"
"Well, I'm the only one I know, so I suppose, yes," he said, blushing furiously at his reply. Aileen smiled a bit and ruffled his hair in the form of a gentle breeze that ruffled strewn papers.
"I'm Jean Granger," Hermione's mother said, extending a hand and a warm smile. Harry shook it with a polite smile.
"Robert Granger," her father said, extending his hand as well. Harry shook his hand as well.
"I say, watch them!" Hermione whispered, tugging on Harry's hand and pointing to the family that he had originally noticed.
One after the other, they ran through the barrier, pausing slightly between one of the boys and the youngest with a smudge on his nose. The woman frowned, then sent him through, and followed with her daughter through the solid brick wall.
"Platform 9 and 3/4," Harry and Hermione whispered, looking at each other.
"Let's go!" Hermione squeaked, walking up to the wall and standing in front of it. "Fascinating. I wonder how they do it."
"Do what?" Harry asked.
"Camouflage a hidden portal to look like a brick wall. Interesting." Hermione accidentally leaned against the wall and fell through without a second glance. "Oh!" she exclaimed as she went through.
"Go with me?" Harry pleaded to the two adults.
"Of course," Jean said with a motherly smile. Aileen silently blessed her for not saying anything, just taking a boy who so desperately needed love under her wing.
"Here goes," he said, squaring his shoulders and readying himself. Then, with Robert and Jean's hands firmly clamped on his shoulders, he ran through the barrier and into Platform 9 and 3/4.
Harry jerked to a stop as he got through to the other side. "Wow," he breathed, staring at the large station.
Hermione was waiting with her cart, hair slightly mussed and looking none the worse for wear. "We're going to miss it! Hurry!" she squeaked, bouncing up and down as the other three- and the angel- approached.
Robert helped them find an empty compartment and stow their bags, before he hugged them both and Jean kissed them on the cheeks. Aileen's heart swelled with happiness at seeing her little charge treated so warmly.
"Oh! Hurry!" Jean cried as the train began smoking and other students hurriedly began boarding. Harry and Hermione quickly boarded the train, going to their compartment and opening the window to wave at the Grangers.
"Bye, Mum! Bye, Dad!" Hermione yelled, waving crazily.
Harry waved too. "Bye, Mr. and Mrs. Granger!" he called.
"Take care!" "Write your mother and I, both of you!" The two parents waved at their daughter and her friend- and unknowingly at Aileen, who smiled and gently touched Hermione's head.
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