A/N: It's summer and I dunno I'm just really excited about this story. Thank you so much to the people that reviewed! I'm so FREAKING EXCITED cuz like almost no one reviewed my other story so… here goes!

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"Emma grab a cart and let's go, Hun, we've got 10 minutes for you to be at Platform 9 ¾ and on the train before it leaves without you. And it will." Ginny says all this very fast while lugging Emma's trunk behind her. Emma, seeing that she wasn't kidding runs over to where the carts are stored and pulls one out. Pushing it over to her mother she help Ginny load on Emma's trunk/ Letting her lead the way, Emma follows quietly in her wake. Passing platform 9 Emma stops suddenly, not seeing anything between that and platform 10. But this didn't make Ginny flinch.

"Just follow me, Honey." She says and walks straight at the barrier between the two. Emma watches, expecting something to appear, but instead Ginny seems to melt into the wall. Blinking Emma watches, not knowing what to do. But figuring it was worth a shot she follows the example and walks straight towards the barrier, not pausing for a second. But instead of crashing like she assumed Emma finds herself facing a sign that reads: Platform 9 ¾. 'Well I guess this is it,' Emma thinks, staring at the train.

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            "Rob, get out and go get a cart." Harry orders while trying to drag the trunk out of the car.

            "Well since you asked so nicely," Rob mutters under his breath, while walking over to the carts. Picking one out he pulls it over to where his father ahs gotten the trunk out and onto the side walk. "Here Dad," He says, stopping in front of his father.

            "Okay. Now let's go, we've got 8 minutes to get on the train." Harry says, walking briskly towards the entrance.

            "You're welcome," Rob mumbles, following his father inside. Passing Platform 9 Rob doesn't even notice that there doesn't seem to be a Platform 9 ¾. He's so intent on staring at his shoes that he bumps into a lady walking the other way, who just glares at him. "Sorry."

            "Let's go," Harry says, looking eagerly at Rob. Glancing up Rob asks.

            "Uh, go where Dad?" Under his breath Harry swears.

            "I forgot, you've never been before. Okay, walk straight at the barrier between the two gates." He says pointing at the obstruction. Looking at his father, eyebrows raised, Rob laughs.

            "Right Dad, no magic word to say. Just walk at a barrier. Come on, can't they do better than this?"

            "Rob, we've got 5 minutes until the train leaves without you, believe me it won't wait." Rolling his eyes Rob walks straight at the barrier, awaiting the crash and his father's laugh, but it never comes. Opening his eyes he looks up at a sign above his head. 'Platform 9 ¾.'

            "Here we are Rob, what do you think?"

            "I'm screwed." Rob answers under his breath.

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            "Promise you'll send an owl when you get there?" Ginny asks, while helping Emma lug her trunk onto the train.

            "I promise." She answers without a second thought. The silence afterwards is broken only by the chatter of other students.

            "You'll meet new friends. I thought I wouldn't know anyone when I first went." Ginny tells her only daughter, who smiles weakly.

            "Liar, you had 6 older brothers who you'd have at school. I don't have anyone." Emma looks down, ashamed that she admitted her fear.

            "All the other first years are feeling exactly the same. Just wait someone'll come to sit with you." Emma shrugs.  

            "I guess." Together they store Emma's trunk in an overhead compartment. Sitting down Emma looks out the window, at all the friends who are who are meeting up, wishing she was out there with friends.

            "Come on, give me a hug. I've gotta go to work." Emma stands slowly and puts her arms around her mother. Keeping her eyes closed tight so she wouldn't cry. "I'll see you in June," Ginny says and with one last squeeze she disapparates.   

            "Bye Mum." Emma whispers, sitting down in the empty compartment.

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            "Dad, over here!" Rob cal to his father who has gotten distracted by some old friends. As his father walks over Rob climbs into the compartment, which is empty except for another first year, sitting slouched by the window. "Can I sit here?" He asks. Emma looks up and nods. "Thanks." He climbs out again to help Harry with the luggage.

            "Did you find a compartment?" Harry asks, while pushing the trunk up into the train. Rob nods and help to pull the trunk.

            "There's a girl in there but she said I could sit down." They heave the trunk down the hall and into the compartment where Emma was already sitting. "Here, help me get this into the overhead." Together they manage to store it safely next to Emma's trunk, just moments before the trains whistle blows.

            "Okay, have a good year, be good and…" Rob rolls his eyes.

            "Spare me the sad goodbyes, Dad." He says sitting down across from Emma.

            "Well see you next June." Harry says and with a short wave disappears.

            "Aren't you gonna miss him?" Emma asks, turning away from the waving parents standing on the platform.

            "Not really, we don't get along that well." Rob answers shortly.

            "But he's your father, how can you not get along?" Emma asks, amazed at how laid back and uncaring Rob is.

            "Well, I dunno, we're just really different and our personalities clash. Do you get along with your father?" Rob asks, also amazed at how amazingly nice and cheerful she is.

            "I never really met him." Emma say, growing quiet at the thought of it. "I think he died or something. Whenever it comes up my mom just changes the subject. You know how mom's can be." Rob shakes his head.

            "Not really, I never met my mum. Dad never talks about it, course I never ask so…" He trails off. "By the way, what's your name?"

            "Oh, Emma Weasly." She says simply. "Yours?" But Rob looks sharply at her.

            "Are you related to Ron?" She nods.

            "Yah, he's my mum's brother." Then suspiciously she asks. "How do you know him?"

            "Oh, my dad's his best friend. They met at Hogwarts. He and Hermione always come and visit. I'm Robert Potter and my dad's the famous Harry Potter." He says unenthusiastically.

            "No way," Emma says and Rob rolls his eyes and nods. "Ron and Hermione always talk about him, and you, they visit us all the time too. My mom does sometimes too, but I guess the two of them had a fight or something like a gazillion years ago."

            "Wait, that would make Ginny your mum." Emma nods. "Rob and Hermione always talk about you too. But yah, my dad always gets really quiet when she comes up. Well I don't blame her for fighting with him. He can be really conceited." They both fall silent, neither knowing what to say.

            "Do you want anything from the cart dears?" Asks an old lady poking her head in through the doorway. They both shrug and stand up, to see what she has.

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A/N: So? What do you think? Thank you so much to the total of 3 people who all reviewed within 5 hours! I'm so excited. But now I actually have to write cuz I had most of this written when I posted the other chapter. So it'll be at least 2 days. PLEASE REVIEW!