AN: Sorry for not posting in a while. I was in Ireland and the trip did not allow for very much (if any) downtime. I really want to promise to be more consistent but I don't want to get any of you guy's hopes up too much. I'm just not one of those people that can handle a consistent uploading schedule.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J. K. Rowling does.

The Journey from Platform Nine and Three Quarters

Selena spent the vast majority of the last month with Dursleys not with the Dursleys. At first she wasn't sure that she was allowed to leave, but then she realized that the family was afraid of Harry and her. When she discovered this, she spent her time at Liza's. Harry, who got bored of the Dursleys ignoring him had decided to spend time with them as well.

Two days before they were off to Hogwarts, the three children sat on her porch sucking at ice pops. They had explained to Liza that they would be attending a Scottish private school, an alma mater of their parents. "So, we won't see each other much this year?"

"No, probably not," Selena replied. "But we could probably write each other. Like once a month checkups or something."

"We probably won't come back for Christmas." Harry added.

Liza nodded, "I'll miss you two."

"We'll miss you too." Selena said sentimentally.

"Eh," Harry said waving his hand side to side.

Liza gave him a shove. They laughed. That night they stayed for dinner and watched Hook. Selena wondered if the Dursleys would ever let Dudley watch Hook. Probably not. Maybe if he whined enough.

The time that they didn't spend with Liza Garcia they spent up in their room. Selena skimmed the magic books and Harry played with his owl. Uncle Vernon had been furious about the cat, but he was too afraid to say anything. Harry named the snowy owl after a name he read in A History of Magic. Selena named her Siamese after the Egyptian goddess of cats, Bastet.

Harry had no fear of letting his owl out the window as she pleased. Selena was more reserved. She wanted her cat to be more of an indoor animal. Hedwig kept bringing back dead mice. What was worse is that Bastet would pick them up and drop them on her lap.

Inside their room, they had their luggage packed up and ready to go. The twins went downstairs and to the living room where the Dursleys sat around the television. Harry cleared his throat to alert them of their presence. Dudley squeaked and ran out of the room.

"Er - Uncle Vernon?"

Uncle Vernon grunted to show he was listening.

"Er – We need to be at King's Cross tomorrow to - to go to Hogwarts."

Uncle Vernon grunted again.

"Would it be all right if you gave us a lift?"

Once again, he grunted. Selena assumed that grunt was meant to mean yes. She didn't want to ask and provoke him any further.

"Thank you."

They were headed back up the stairs when Uncle Vernon finally spoke real words.

"Funny way to get to a wizards' school, the train. Magic carpets all got punctures, have they?"

Neither of them answered. It was a rhetorical question and a stupid one at that.

"Where is this school, anyway?"

"I don't know," Harry answered. Selena had been wondering—and worrying a bit—about where it was. When Liza had asked, Selena simply said, "Not near here."

"We just take the train from platform nine and three-quarters at eleven o'clock," Harry read.

Their aunt and uncle gawked.

"Platform what?"

"Nine and three-quarters." Selena echoed Harry.

"Don't talk rubbish," said Uncle Vernon. "There is no platform nine and three-quarters."

"It's on the ticket."

"Barking," Uncle Vernon stated, "howling mad, the lot of them. You'll see. You just wait. All right, we'll take you to King's Cross. We're going up to London tomorrow anyway, or I wouldn't bother."

"Why are you going to London?" Harry asked, kindlier than she had ever heard him speak to Uncle Vernon.

"Taking Dudley to the hospital," growled Uncle Vernon. "Got to have that ruddy tail removed before he goes to Smeltings."

Harry had woken Selena while it was still dark out. He was too excited. She, however had stayed up late reading, so she went back to sleep until nine o'clock. Her sleep was interrupted because Harry was up and about making noise.

They arrived at Kings Cross at ten thirty. The children unpacked their stuff from the Dursley's car. Uncle Vernon dumped their luggage on carts, which was uncharacteristically thoughtful of him. He walked with them and paused at Platform Nine. He grinned at them in that rude way that was so very Uncle Vernon. "Well, there you are. Platform nine - platform ten. Your platform should be somewhere in the middle, but they don't seem to have built it yet, do they?" He laughed meanly at his own joke. "Have a good term," He said grin plastered to his face growing and walked off.

She and Harry asked a passing guard for help but it was no use. The man insisted, rather rudely, that there was no train that day that left at eleven am. Selena's heart began to thump when she looked up at the large clock and realized that they only had ten minutes left.

Then a group of people passed by "- packed with Muggles, of course-"

Harry and Selena shared a knowing look. The woman who spoke seemed to be the mother of four boys each with flaming red hair. Each of them were pushing along a trunk very similar to the ones she and Harry had.

Harry followed them and Selena followed Harry. They stopped when the family did, close enough to hear what they had to say.

"Now, what's the platform number?" said the woman.

"Nine and three-quarters!" excitedly answer a little girl, also red-haired, who was holding her mother's hand, "Mom, can't I go..."

"You're not old enough, Ginny, now be quiet. All right, Percy, you go first." The one who appeared to be the oldest stepped forward. He ran at the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Somewhere in the process a group of tourists walked in the way.

"Fred, you next," the matriarch announced.

"I'm not Fred, I'm George," said the boy. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"

"Sorry, George, dear."

"Only joking, I am Fred," He said as he rushed by following where his older brother had gone. A boy who looked very much like him, his twin, ran after him.

After he too had disappeared, Harry decided to interject. ""Excuse me," Harry said.

"Hello, dear," she said. "First time at Hogwarts? Ron's new, too." She hadn't noticed Selena standing there.

She gestured to his remaining son. He was lanky with a long, freckled face.

"Yes," Harry said. "My sister and I—well the thing is—the thing is—I don't—we don't know how to— "

"How to get onto the platform?" She asked smiling. The woman finally noticed Selena. She inched her cart forwards trying not to let the cat crate jumble too much.

"Not to worry," the red headed woman said. "All you have to do is walk straight at the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous. Go on, go now before Ron."

"Er—okay," Harry said finally. He faced the barrier and scrunched up his face nervously. People were rushing between each of the platforms busily. He pushed forward his trolley and began to run. And in an instant, he was gone.

Selena drummed nervously on the handle of her cart. She flashed a quick smile at the kind woman who had helped them. She smiled back. Selena tightened her grip on the handles and rushed at the barrier. The closer she got the more she felt her heart beat racing. She could have sworn that she could hear Bastet meowing in her cage. She shut her eyes tight. The brick was rushing at her. Closer… closer… closer… and there was no crash.

She opened her eyes and found a setting very similar to the one she had left, only brighter. Where the barrier had been, was an archway with a sign swinging in front of it reading "Platform 9 ¾".

"Harry!" She called. The messy haired boy turned around. She ran at him and wrapped him in a quick hug. "We did it!"

"Look!" He pointed up at a clock above the train. "It's eleven o'clock. We've got to go." The twins went on their way, off the platform to look for a carriage. One boy whined to his grandmother that he had lost a toad. Another boy, with dreadlocks, had a box that people were gathering around. Selena could see a hairy leg poking out. It must have been a tarantula.

She had wanted to stay and watch longer, but Harry had pressed on through the crowd and she needed to stick close to him. She didn't want to get separated from him. They finally found a compartment toward the end of the train. Harry put Hedwig in first but then struggled to get his luggage inside. She began shoving with him.

"Want a hand?" It was one of the twins from earlier.

"Yes, please," Harry said.

"Thank you," Selena added.

"Oi, Fred!" the older boy hollered, "C'mere and help!" With the twins aid stuffing their trunks into the compartment was much simpler.

Harry thanked them again pushing back his dark, unruly hair. The twins eye's went wide. "What's that?" He was pointing at Harry's forehead. They had noticed Harry's scar.

"Blimey," Said the other. "Are you— "

"He is," The first turned to Harry. "Aren't you?"

"What?" asked Harry.

"Harry Potter," They answered simultaneously.

"Oh him," said Harry. Selena looked at him and laughed lightly. "I mean, yes, I am."

"And you must be Selena," One said. She nodded.

Harry was the color of a cherry tomato. Selena must have matched him. A voice echoed through the halls of the train. "Fred? George? Are you there?"

"Coming mum," They chorused. The twins looked at the pair and smiled brightly before leaving. Harry sat next to the window and she sat down across from him. From where they sat they had a good eye on the ginger family. They could hear them as well.

The mother pulled out a small handkerchief and walked towards her youngest son. "Ron, you've got something on your nose."

He jerked away from her. She managed to get a hold of him and pulled him towards the cloth. Selena wished she had a mother to wipe the dirt from her nose. "Mom—geroff." He wiggled out of her grasp.

"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somefink on his nosie?" said one of the twins.

"Shut up," Ron responded.

"Where's Percy?" asked their mother.

"He's coming now." The oldest brother came into sight. He had changed into the school uniform and was sporting a shiny badge on his chest. At closer inspection Selena noticed the letter P on it.

"Can't stay long, Mother," he said. "I'm up front, the prefects have got two compartments to themselves-"

"Oh, are you a prefect, Percy?" one of the twins said, feigning surprise. "You should have said something, we had no idea."

"Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it," said the other twin.

"Once-"

"Or twice-"

"A minute-"

"All summer-"

"Oh, shut up," said Percy the Prefect, his cheeks flushing.

"How come he gets new robes anyway?"

"Because he's a prefect," The mother answered smiling sweetly. "All right, dear, well, have a good term - send me an owl when you get there." She kissed him quickly on the cheek and he left. Then she turned to the fiery haired twins. "Now, you two - this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've - you've blown up a toilet or-"

"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet."

"Great idea though, thanks, Mom."

"It's not funny. And look after Ron."

"Don't worry, ickle Ronniekins is safe with us."

"Shut up," Ron said. He was nearly the same height as his older brothers.

"Hey, Mom, guess what? Guess who we just met on the train?" One of the twins brought up. Harry and Selena looked at each other and moved out of the window's visibility.

"They're talking about us," He whisper shouted.

"They're talking about you," She whisper shouted back.

"You know that black-haired boy who was near us in the station? Know who he is?"

"Who?"

"Harry Potter!"

Selena was right.

"Oh, Mom, can I go on the train and see him, Mom, eh please..." It was the young girl.

"You've already seen him, Ginny, and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a zoo. Is he really, Fred? How do you know?"

"We helped him and his sister with their luggage. Saw his scar—it's really there like a lightning bolt! Then we asked him."

Poor dears - no wonder they was alone, I wondered. They were ever so polite when they asked how to get onto the platform."

"Do you think they remember what You-Know-Who looks like?"

At that question, her face shifted. Her expression became stern, "I forbid you to ask them, Fred. No, don't you dare. As though they need reminding of that on their first day at school."

"Alright, keep your hair on," He said motioning with his hands for her to take it down a level.

A whistle sounded indicating the train was to take off and the boys hurried up onto the train. The sister began to cry.

"Don't, Ginny, we'll send you loads of owls."

"We'll send you a Hogwarts' toilet seat."

"George!"

"Only joking, Mum."

The train began to move. Ginny ran after it, laughing, tears still falling down her face. After a little distance, she stopped and began waving.

Selena's heart lurched with excitement. She had never been on a train.

Moments later the compartment door slid open. It was Ron the youngest boy of the family. He pointed to the seat beside Harry, "Is anyone else sitting there? Everywhere else is full."

Harry shook his head no. He sat down and avoided eye contact. Selena could see that he still had that dirt on his nose.

"Hey Ron," The twins had returned. "Listen, we're going down the middle of the train - Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there." Selena's ears perked. Tarantula… She longed to get up and see, but she figured she shouldn't leave Harry alone.

"Right," Ron mumbled.

"Harry, Selena," said the other twin, "did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley. And this is Ron, our brother. See you later, then."

"Bye," All three children said before the twins slid the door closed.

"Are you really Harry Potter?" blurted out Ron.

Harry nodded without a word.

"And you're his sister?"

It was Selena's turn to nod.

"And you—" He pointed at Harry's forehead. "You've got the- you know."

Harry lifted up his bangs to show him. As plain as the day they could see his lightning scar. Selena looked at Ron. His mouth was hanging open.

"So that's where You- Know- Who-?"

"Yes, but I can't remember anything." Selena thought about it for a moment and realized she only remembered two things a bright green light and a man with wild eyes.

"Nothing?" Ron asked excitedly.

"Well - I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else."