If anyone besides George is actually reading this, sorry for the delay. I know it's seriously bad beyond belief - it might even be a hospital case - but I enjoy it anyway.
So....moving on.....
Harry wheeled me down to a wall. There was a number hanging on either side. One number resembled a line and a circle, the other an odd - deformed, spiral. Apparently that wasn't what he was looking for, because he went up to a clincally obese man with shiny gold blobs all down his front. Gold blobs got agitated, so Harry went away.
I was wondering what on earth the problem might be, when all of a sudden we were moving again. He wheeled me over to a group of people.
I thought something was wrong with my eyes.
Everything had gone red.
Once I got over this I realised that they were people after all. How dull. So I shut my eyes as Harry began to talk with them. I think I drifted off, because the next thing I remember is everything whizzing past. I wondered why everything was rushing.
And they I realised it was us who was moving. I looked in front of me, and!!! A wall!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That was roughly my feelings on the matter.
It was coming closer, and closer - what had I done to deserve death? I cringed as we hit the....err......wall.......
The strange thing was, was that there was no wall. Instead, there was another platform, with a shiny engine waiting. Good god, red again.
The platform was packed with people, and, what a relief - robes.... I hadn't seen robes for months...
Harry took us all over to a door in the train, and loaded the trunks onboard. And then, to my disbelief, he put me with them too!! Insolent weed!!!
But boy was I shattered. I felt myself drifting into sleep - I saw two of the red people gawping at Harry as he walked away, and...and.....ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Short and to the point. Even though it's shite. It'll get better. (I hope) If anyone but George is reading this - please pretty please with ice cream and chocolate sauce, please please review!