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I could've done a short one... and a good sized one... BUT... I did this longish one! Yay for you!

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They arrived at King's Cross Station with ten minutes to spare. They rushed in, Holly pushing her trolley with one hand while staring at the ticket clenched in her other, "Platform nine-and-three-quarters." She whispered, "Not long until Hogwarts now."

People stared at her in her with Heldir, but she didn't mind. When her mum told her to run at a wall, she didn't care. She just did it absent mindedly, thinking about what house she was to be in.

Lily and Scorpius shooed her onto the train, her mum whispering, "Get on to the last compartment, Jacob and Charles will be there, just hurry before the crowds catch you," she had said this while looking over her shoulder. Evidently she was worried people would recognize them as the Potters, and delay Holly from getting on.

She tried lifting up her trunk, but couldn't, it was too heavy. A girl, a couple years older than Holly as she would guess, smiled at her, "You a first year?" Her voice had a mix of French to the sound of it, "I'll help you out." She reached down, and heaved Holly's trunk up to her.

Holly gasped breathlessly, "Thanks!" and clambered into the train, and pushed her way into the last car. Jacob and Charles were waiting there for her.

Holly sat down on the window side, Jacob on her left, cool glass on her right, Charles leaned forward and looked at Holly, "So, Holly, ready to start Hogwarts? The seats across from us are empty. Wonder who'll take 'em?"

As he spoke a couple of people slipped in. Holly recognized the girl as the one who'd helped her with her trunk, and because the boy seemed younger, she assumed he was her brother.

The boy nodded at Holly and sat across from her, "Hello there. You seem to be the Potters, right? Charles, Holly, and Jacob, am I right?" His voice was steady and confident, but somewhat sullen, and he had sleek, short, curls of light brown hair on the top of his head, with grey eyes, "Oh, yeah, sorry. Introductions first, mum said, I'm Arran Remus Lupin. You're Holly, right?" He had his hand out but his voice was cautious.

His sister, who had light blond hair and blue eyes, put her hand on his shoulder, "I see now that you must be Holly Potter. I thought it was you when you had your trunk! I'm Valerie Nymphadora Lupin."

All three Potter kids' mouths hung open.

Charles stood and pointed, "You are Teddy and Victoire Lupin's kids? Blimey, if I'd known that sooner…!" He sat down with a look of wonder on his face while Valerie and Arran looked rather embarrassed.

Jacob shrugged, "So we all know each other. Good. Glad we came across that. What years are you two going into?"

Arran looked out the window, his face shadowed, but Valerie still looked cheerful as she wrapped her arm around his shoulders, "I'm going to be in my third year, returning as a keeper for Gryffindor. Arran here is going to be a first year- like you I suppose. He's not being unfriendly, he's nervous about what house he's to be in. We've also got a nine year old brother back at home, Billy."

But Arran cut her off, his eyes with a miserable light in them that he tried to hide, it seemed, "I'm not nervous Val, I'm ready. I don't care what house I'm in, as long as it isn't Slytherin." Holly fidgeted and looked at her feet when he said that.

Jacob looked up, "There isn't anything wrong with the Slytherins. My uncle Scorpius, Holly's dad, was a Slytherin, and he's wonderful. Holly would make a fabulous Slytherin too, if she is."

Arran blushed, "Oh, I meant no offense. It's just; both of my parents are Gryffindors. So is Val. So if I'm not, then my parents'll sue me if I'm a Slytherin. They said so."

Holly relaxed a little, turning her head up sharply, "They were probably just foolin' around Arran. And when is this train leaving?"

Jacob looked down at a watch he had, "We've got five minutes still 'til eleven."

When he said that, a girl, who was small and thin, pushed her head in. She had blue-grey eyes, and dirty blond hair.

She looked a bit nervous, "Um, the other carts are all full. May I sit in here?"

Valerie smiled and patted the empty seat on the right of her, "Sure, why not? What's your name?" She asked when the girl sat down.

Her voice was pretty, and musical to the sound, "My name? Why, my name is Dalia. Dalia Scamander. Daughter of Lysander Scamander, me mum Kelly died when I was ten. Last year. Me mum was in Hufflepuff, me dad in Ravenclaw."

Jacob nodded, excitement in his eyes, "Scamander, where have I heard that from dad? Scamander was a famous wizard wrote one of our books, his grandson Rolf… Ah yes, married one of our grandfather's friends, Luna Lovegood. Lysander was one of her sons… his brother Lorcan married Dad's cousin Roxanne." Dalia nodded.

Charles waved his hand in the air, "So, you're a first year, right Dalia? What house do you want?"

Dalia shrugged, "I dunno. Ravenclaw would be nice but any house is okay."

Holly smiled finally, "Yes, someone who understands me!" she muttered.

Arran smiled slightly, "You sound like me, Holly. Wanting to fit in," his voice lowered, "being that I'm three-eighths werewolf. Granddad was full blooded, dad was half, I'm three-eighths, so are Val and Billy at home. Me grandfather on mum's side – Bill Weasley? I don't even know what to call him. Dad said that we might have effects of having werewolves, different preferences, maybe ill during full moon; it varies for all of us. Dad always said I got it worse. We all have a signature quirk as he says. Val here detests cooked meats, will only eat raw or rare, Billy's got sharp teeth and his hair is real thick, good sense of smell he says… mine of course has to be troublesome," he looked at the window again, "got good hearing mind you, ears of a wolf mum says, but I always get ill during the darned moon, sometimes even worse than a normal werewolf. Mum was worried I would fall behind at Hogwarts. I'm not going to let that happen."

Holly smiled and froze; she felt a jolt as the train lurched forward.

Charles let out a whoop, "We're moving! To Hogwarts, at last!"

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Now we have Holly, Jacob, Charles, Arran, and Dalia going to Hogwarts in their first year! What houses will they get? Will they all be in the same house? What do you think?