Miranda Potter, daughter of Harry and Cho Potter, walked up to the where the platform would be. Then Heather Weasely walked up to Miranda.

"Hey! I'm Heather Weasley. You know we met at a party or something. I think your father, Harry, was hosting it. It was just any old party I think. Anyways so you're starting this year? Don't worry you'll have lots of fun. Hogwarts is just that," said Heather. She smoothed out a wrinkle on her new cloak. She was nervous meeting new friends.

Miranda could tell she was Weasley by the red hair. But what was different was she didn't have hand me down robes, probably because Ron had a great job at Gringotts. Also she was different by Hermonie's green eyes that she inherited. Boy, the Weasleys had a whole new generation ahead of them. "Yeah, I remember, Heather... 'Little' Heather?"

Also awaiting the train stood Lynn Wood. Although this young 12 year old was only that, 12, she was known pretty well around school by everyone, mainly because of her personality and Quidditch abilities. She had a small grin on her face. She could not wait to get to school and see everyone--and play quidditch.

Lynn turned to see two others. Being as social and friendly as she was to strangers, she approached them both. "Hello."

"Hi, Miranda Potter."

Lynn shook her hand. "Nice to meet you, Miranda. I'm Lynn. Lynn Wood," She said, nodding. She then turned to Heather. "And....You must be Heather Weasely."

"Hi. I am Hermonie Granger and Ron Weasley's child. Aren't you in my house? We worked on that essay together for Snape. That so much fun! It was the first time I ever got an E on Potions. To tell you the truth I'm just average in it. I watched you play Quidditch, you're pretty good," said Heather. Many freckles were dotted across her face. Also the Weasley hair was so obvious on her head. "I can dye my hair if I want to. But I don't. People know me better this way."

Lynn searched her memory, and then nodded. "Oh yah! I remember now. We worked all night, cause we kept goofing around. I haven't had that much fun with Potions in a while...Thanks. I love playing Quidditch, it's my life."

The train pulled up. The trio walked aboard, trying to find the best seats. They walked into an empty compartment and sat.

"Anyways hello. You're from Ravenclaw? Aren't you their amazing seeker? You're awesome!"

"That. You're father's Oliver Wood, right?"

Lynn grinned, nodding. "Yep. He plays professional Quidditch now. He's been doing it since he graduated Hogwarts." Lynn really didn't want to sound like she was bragging.

"And my Mum's Alicia Wood." She then paused for a minute. "I know who your parents are Cho Potter, and the ever famous Harry potter." She then turned to Heather. "And your Mum and Dad are Ron and Hermoine Weasley."

"My dad's dead."

Lynn blinked. Miranda seemed to be so blunt about it. Of course, Lynn knew of Harry's death. Oliver and Alicia were devastated about it.

Lynn decided to change the subject. "Are you two into Quidditch, or on a team?"

"I'm a seeker for Ravenclaw."

"Awesome." She said, smiling again. No wonder why she was so known, she was very friendly. "If you didn't know, I'm the Gryffindor Keeper. I made it last year, my first year at Hogwarts."

"I wish my dad was able to see me."

"What happened to him?" asked Heather. Lynn sent her a worried look. She knew exactly what happened, but kept quiet.

"He was suppose to be on a mission with Ginny Weasley until he was supposedly killed by Voldermort. Voldermort murdered him the same way he murdered my grandsparents." Lynn bit her lip. She fidgeted. Miranda had tears running down her face. "I miss him a lot."

"That's terrible. Nobody told me. Ron should've told me at least," said Heather. Miranda tried to wiped away her tears, but they kept coming.

"It's alright." She said. Lynn looked about for a distraction. "Erm," but she needn't look far. The candy trolly stopped. Lynn took out a bunch of coins and bought at least half the cart. She spread it out. "Dig in."

"Yum," said Heather.

Lynn tossed Potter a chocolate frog. "Eat up!" She said. She took a bag of jelly beans, careful to not eat boogie flavor, or liver for that matter. "Once I'm pretty sure I got dung, and dirt," She said, giggling. Miranda ate the frog. Her card was Harry Potter. Miranda started to cry again. Lynn muttered, "Oh great. Listen Miranda, crying won't help. He wouldn't want you to cry."

"You're right." Miranda pulled the book that Harry got from Hagrid. She turned to the page where it had Harry, Ron and Hermione.