Disclaimer: Sorry I forgot to do this before.
Here is the routine. Marie Eve Wheeler, Becky, mum, dad, (My parents) belong to me.
Everything else belongs to J.K Rowling.



The weeks past by as quick as lightning. We managed to get plane tickets from Australia to England.

I began to pack my bag starting with my school equipment. Finishing with that, I called my mum and she helped me pack my clothes and bathroom equipment. I looked around my once junk filled room. It was bare and empty and it looked strange to me. It wasn't mine any more. I sat down on my bed. Before I knew it my sister came in and she sat down quietly next to me. We didn't talk for a few minutes until my sister began.

"Maria, this is the first time I won't see you for a whole year."

"Yeah I know."

"Well, I just wanted to let you know that I love even after all the times you annoy me and even though I threaten you."

"Thanks. I love you to."

"Remember to write to me and tell me everything!" she said.

I laughed. "Yeah, I'll remember to tell you when I find a spell to make you famous. Or a spell to turn you into a bright orange rat."

"You better. No not the rats part. The famous part." Becky answered.

I laughed and she joined in and soon we were holding onto each other laughing hysterically. My mum walked passed and smiled. "Its good they're getting along," she thought.

When we got to London. We spent the time looking around with my sister as a guide. Since she's been there a million times.

I felt so good enjoying myself with my family. The last night before I left was extremely quiet. For the first time I saw how much I meant to the family. The atmosphere was so heavy that it drooped over me like a veil. I tried to cheer my family up but at no success. So we had dinner in that same quiet manner and went to bed. I knew they were trying to act normal at no success.



The next morning was so dark I started to miss Australia already. I missed the sunny morning and the clear blue sky. (From experience) I missed the shrill call of the (what I used to think stupid) birds in the early mornings. But I wanted to go to this school. And I guess once or twice in your lifetime you have to make sacrifices. Slowly I got up and looked out of the window. The streets were quiet and dead. I looked my watch it was 7:00 in the morning. I scowled. The train leaves at 11:00. I sighed and began getting dressed. I got my trunk and dragged it down the stairs with the help of my sister who awoke early like me. I went upstairs and took Icicle in her birdcage and brought it downstairs also. As we waited for our parents to wake up we thought of all the things I could do when I became a witch. The conversation went in circles.

"You can make yourself a millionaire."

"Or turn you into a frog."

"You can finish my University homework."

"Or turn you into a frog."

We kept on bickering like that until my parents came down into the foyer where we were. The time flew by so quickly. We had a solemn breakfast and got into the cabs. As we arrived at Kings Cross I asked Christina quietly,

"Is there a platform such as 9 and ¾'s?"

Her eyes opened.

"We'll see."

As we got to platform 9 we approached are guard and asked him about Platform 9 and ¾'s. He walked of muttering something about wasting his time.

There was Platform 9 and there was Platform 10. Where was 9 and ¾'s. We were lost in a train station. How thick could you get? We stood there for quite a while attracting many stares because of Icicle. As we were about to give up we heard a voice behind us.

"C'mon the Hogwarts Express leaves in 7 minutes. I wheeled around. There in front of me stood a woman with long black hair in a bun. She was dressed in normal clothes but she looked very uncomfortable. I summed up my courage and went to her.

"Um, Excuse me, I'm just wondering how can we get to Platform 9 and ¾'s?" I asked looking at my feet.

"Ah, you must be muggles."

I nodded as my family looked on.

"Well what you have to do is walk through that wall." She said while pointing at the wall that divided Platform 9 and Platform 10.

"Don't be scared because it wouldn't work. I thanked her and began to walk towards the wall.

As I was an inch away from it I closed my eyes and pushed through. I stood still for a few seconds then opened them. Someone tapped my shoulder and I turned around. My family stood behind me with open eyes I awe.

My mum was crying same as my sister. It was only my dad who found a voice.

"Well, here you are Maria." He said while handing me my trunk and canvas bag. "Have a great year. We will really miss you. Sorry we can't stay long our flight is due in 15 minutes."

I blinked back the tears and ran into his arms. I stood there for a few minutes then pulled out of his grasp.

I looked at mum. I gave a weak smile and flung myself into her arms and cried on her shoulder. This would be the first time I would be away from her for so long.

I turned my attention to Becky who was standing quietly. I held her in my arms as if I wouldn't see her in another twenty years. We slowly drifted apart. We said our last good-byes and my family left.