Tired, Harry got all of his materials and left to the King's Cross train
station. Harry took out his ticket and it read, platform 9.
He wondered to himself, "September 11, today is the day the Hogwarts student goes back." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Oh, I am so sorry!" a feminine voice said.
"Oh, it's alright, I was the one who bumped into you." Harry said.
The girl with long, black hair lends her hand to Harry. Harry grabbed onto the tiny, silky hand and looked up.
"Cho!" He thought he was in his wildest dreams to touch the beautiful Ravenclaw's smooth hand.
Cho giggled an adorable chuckle. "Who did you think I was?"
Harry blushed at the sight of the radiant Cho Chang. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry snapped back as he heard the fair warning of the announcer.
"Train 516 will be leaving in 5 minutes, all passengers please aboard!"
Harry sat in the seat he was assigned, next to him was a young Chinese lady sleeping, tilting her head towards the window to conceal her face. Harry sat down when one of the crews of the train came to check the tickets.
"Excuse me sir, may I see you tickets." Harry handed his ticket to the staff. The person was about to wake the lady by the window up when Harry saw her tickets on the floor, dropped while the girl was in her deep sleep.
"Oh, don't bother, it's here." Harry said.
"Well, sir, the seat by the window is suppose to be yours while that madam is suppose to sit in your seat."
"It's alright, let her be, I'm fine where I am." Harry shooed the staff away.
Harry looked at the girl and what was in her hands, a quill and a parchment. "Must be a witch," Harry thought. "There's something about her that seems familiar." He continued thinking as the wind blew some strands of the young woman's hair towards Harry.
"I do say I fancy this scent of her hair. What are you thinking, Harry Potter?!"
The train finally got to its destination and Harry got off the train. The young Daily Prophet reporter woke up after a comforting dream.
He wondered to himself, "September 11, today is the day the Hogwarts student goes back." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Oh, I am so sorry!" a feminine voice said.
"Oh, it's alright, I was the one who bumped into you." Harry said.
The girl with long, black hair lends her hand to Harry. Harry grabbed onto the tiny, silky hand and looked up.
"Cho!" He thought he was in his wildest dreams to touch the beautiful Ravenclaw's smooth hand.
Cho giggled an adorable chuckle. "Who did you think I was?"
Harry blushed at the sight of the radiant Cho Chang. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry snapped back as he heard the fair warning of the announcer.
"Train 516 will be leaving in 5 minutes, all passengers please aboard!"
Harry sat in the seat he was assigned, next to him was a young Chinese lady sleeping, tilting her head towards the window to conceal her face. Harry sat down when one of the crews of the train came to check the tickets.
"Excuse me sir, may I see you tickets." Harry handed his ticket to the staff. The person was about to wake the lady by the window up when Harry saw her tickets on the floor, dropped while the girl was in her deep sleep.
"Oh, don't bother, it's here." Harry said.
"Well, sir, the seat by the window is suppose to be yours while that madam is suppose to sit in your seat."
"It's alright, let her be, I'm fine where I am." Harry shooed the staff away.
Harry looked at the girl and what was in her hands, a quill and a parchment. "Must be a witch," Harry thought. "There's something about her that seems familiar." He continued thinking as the wind blew some strands of the young woman's hair towards Harry.
"I do say I fancy this scent of her hair. What are you thinking, Harry Potter?!"
The train finally got to its destination and Harry got off the train. The young Daily Prophet reporter woke up after a comforting dream.