Chapter 5
Confusion
Tom was counting down the days until September 1. He had studied his schoolbooks until he had everything almost memorized. This made hexing Jon and Paul very tempting, but Hamingo had said it could get you expelled. Tom didn't want to be expelled before he even began, so he held off on the hexing.
Tom looked at his wand, holly and phoenix feather, ten inches. Mr. Ollivander, who Tom had found a bet, er, unusual, told him he had a very powerful wand. However, Tom brushed off that remark. "Probably says that to everyone." he thought.
Soon (although not soon enough for Tom) August 31 came, and Tom began to pack his trunk. Putting his unopened Dark Arts book on the bottom, (he still wasn't sure that Hamingo couldn't see through the spell) he was wondering why he felt the need to hide it. "Probably just because I bought it in that dingy store." Tom thought.
Then Tom packed his cloaks, hiding is wand in a secret pocket built into the trunk. And it was a good thing he did because...
"Are you packing for that idiot school?" Jon asked. Tom had to restrain himself from hexing Jon. "What's this?" Jon asked him, pulling out one of Tom's cloaks, and putting it on. "Stupid thing. This way you can look as stupid as you are, huh Tom?" teased Jon. Seeing that he wasn't getting a reaction (Tom was thinking about the best hex he could use on Jon) he left, contenting himself with calling Tom and idiot again.
That night Tom couldn't sleep. After he had finished reading "Hogwarts, A History" (no easy task!) he was wondering which house he'd be in. There was no way he'd be in Gryffindor; he was a chicken who never fought back. Hufflepuff was also out, he wasn't exactly patient, and he didn't suppose he was very loyal. That left either Ravenclaw or Slytherin for his house. He supposed he could be in either.
Tom was awakened by his alarm clock. "Well," he thought, "at least I got SOME sleep!" He hurried to Hamingo's office. When he got there, he found a note:
Tom,
Sorry, I was called away. Here's your breakfast. When you're done eating take your trunk and use the fireplace to get to King's Cross. You ticket is on the table. Remember; go to platform 9 and 3/4. Have a great year, and write if you get a chance.
Headmaster Hamingo
Well, Tom followed the directions in the not. He had breakfast, took his ticket, and went to King's Cross using the fireplace. NOW he was confused. Platform 9 was here, and Platform 10 was next, but where was 9 and 3/4? He headed over to the wall and leaned his trunk on it. Half of his trunk disappeared! So he shoved it the rest of the way, following it right through the wall! He looked at the sign above him, and sure enough, it read Platform 9 and 3/4!
Confusion
Tom was counting down the days until September 1. He had studied his schoolbooks until he had everything almost memorized. This made hexing Jon and Paul very tempting, but Hamingo had said it could get you expelled. Tom didn't want to be expelled before he even began, so he held off on the hexing.
Tom looked at his wand, holly and phoenix feather, ten inches. Mr. Ollivander, who Tom had found a bet, er, unusual, told him he had a very powerful wand. However, Tom brushed off that remark. "Probably says that to everyone." he thought.
Soon (although not soon enough for Tom) August 31 came, and Tom began to pack his trunk. Putting his unopened Dark Arts book on the bottom, (he still wasn't sure that Hamingo couldn't see through the spell) he was wondering why he felt the need to hide it. "Probably just because I bought it in that dingy store." Tom thought.
Then Tom packed his cloaks, hiding is wand in a secret pocket built into the trunk. And it was a good thing he did because...
"Are you packing for that idiot school?" Jon asked. Tom had to restrain himself from hexing Jon. "What's this?" Jon asked him, pulling out one of Tom's cloaks, and putting it on. "Stupid thing. This way you can look as stupid as you are, huh Tom?" teased Jon. Seeing that he wasn't getting a reaction (Tom was thinking about the best hex he could use on Jon) he left, contenting himself with calling Tom and idiot again.
That night Tom couldn't sleep. After he had finished reading "Hogwarts, A History" (no easy task!) he was wondering which house he'd be in. There was no way he'd be in Gryffindor; he was a chicken who never fought back. Hufflepuff was also out, he wasn't exactly patient, and he didn't suppose he was very loyal. That left either Ravenclaw or Slytherin for his house. He supposed he could be in either.
Tom was awakened by his alarm clock. "Well," he thought, "at least I got SOME sleep!" He hurried to Hamingo's office. When he got there, he found a note:
Tom,
Sorry, I was called away. Here's your breakfast. When you're done eating take your trunk and use the fireplace to get to King's Cross. You ticket is on the table. Remember; go to platform 9 and 3/4. Have a great year, and write if you get a chance.
Headmaster Hamingo
Well, Tom followed the directions in the not. He had breakfast, took his ticket, and went to King's Cross using the fireplace. NOW he was confused. Platform 9 was here, and Platform 10 was next, but where was 9 and 3/4? He headed over to the wall and leaned his trunk on it. Half of his trunk disappeared! So he shoved it the rest of the way, following it right through the wall! He looked at the sign above him, and sure enough, it read Platform 9 and 3/4!