Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter Series.

We're almost at King's Cross and my stomach is in knots. I am so nervous I can barely breathe. My parents tell me to relax but I can barely hear them. I'm lost and very scared. I just don't get it. I wasn't feeling this way before. What happened?

"Tiffy you're only a bit nervous, it'll pass, don't worry." My mum tried to tell me.

"A bit nervous may be an understatement…" Dad whispered to Mum.

"I heard that!" I said a bit annoyed.

We arrived at the station around five minutes later. Dad got my luggage out. And we said our goodbyes. After that Mum and I rushed over to platform 9 ¾. The going through the wall part was confusing. Trust me, don't try this at home. Then, after some more reassurances from Mum and goodbye hugs, I had to board the train.

Great, now comes the fun part of looking for a place to sit. Full…full…full…that's when I saw him for the first time. Harry Potter was sitting in one of the compartments with some redheaded boy. It took a while to recognize him because the books about him had no pictures, but I did. The scar was there. After a few shocked moments I quickly ran off.

I know what you're thinking, why didn't I speak to him. Well I'm too shy I guess, too surprised. I knew I'd seem him during the sorting along with everyone else, but I never expected this. I finally found an empty compartment, well almost empty. There was some chatty girl sitting in there who immediately started asking questions.

"Hi, my name is Lori. What's your name? Nice to meet you by the way."

"Um, it's Tiffy."

"Cool name. What house do you want to be in?"

"I think I'm leaning towards Ravenclaw, both my parents were in it."

"Oh my gosh, me too! Did you hear Harry Potter's in our year, he's on this train right now!"

"Yeah I heard…" I said as the train started to move. Lori's questions kept coming for about half an hour, and then she started telling me about herself, that took another half hour. Though I was quite grateful when she was interrupted by a boy who was looking for his toad.

"So you haven't seen it?" he said miserably.

"Nope, sorry. You're Neville though right? Yeah, I've heard a lot about you…" Lori carried on like that for about five minutes before Neville was pulled away by a really bossy girl who told him he needed to keep looking for his toad. Lori identified her as Hermione who knew just about everything. Did Lori know everyone?

"How do you know all these people?" I asked curiously.

"Oh well, I got to the platform around an hour early and I had plenty of time to chat…" said Lori starting to talk again. I think Lori can always find some time to chat, if not she'll make her own time. This is going to be a looong trip.