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Chapter 3 – Platform 9 ¾

"Kyle?" Tessa yelled over the noise of the Grand Central Station, still finding it hard to believe that Kyle's Uncle Remus had forked over the cash to get them from Canada to London. "Where the heck is this…" she consulted her letter, "Platform 9 ¾ where we're supposed to get on the train?"

"Tessa…" Kyle started, but she just groaned.

"I know, I know, don't mention anything magic around… what was it? Oh yeah, muggles." She stomped over to the dividing barrier between platforms 9 and 10, dragging her heavy suitcase behind her.

----Flashback to the last week----

"Mr. Lupin, where are we going?" Tessa said, tugging at the sleeve of the tattered old jacket her friend's uncle was wearing.

"To get your school supplies, where else?" his English accent sounded pleasantly in her ears. He sighed theatrically, and Tessa could tell that he was only kidding. She had only met Kyle's uncle the day before and could already tell that she liked him immensely. Kyle hadn't been kidding when he said how great his uncle was!

"I know that, but I mean, where are we going to get the supplies? There wouldn't be any magical shops here in downtown London!"

"True," said Kyle unexpectedly from his spot on the other side of his uncle. "We're going to a special place called Diagon Alley. You'll love it there! Mom told me all about it. We'll get our wands, and our books, and maybe even a broomstick or a pet!"

"But how will we afford all that?" Tessa asked. "I don't have half enough English money to pay for that. All dad gave me was fifty pounds!"

Kyle and his uncle laughed. "We're going to use wizarding money for that." said Mr. Lupin. "And don't worry; Kyle's parents have a small fortune in the bank. They gave their permission that you could buy your school supplies and one other thing with it."

Tessa didn't have time to respond, because Mr. Lupin was already dragging them into a small grubby-looking pub. He brought them to the back room quickly, but Tessa couldn't help noticing that a lot of the people were looking at Kyle's uncle strangely. Mr Lupin was prodding parts of the brick wall in front of him with what looked like a black rod – probably his wand – and so Tessa poked Kyle in the shoulder to get his attention.

"Kyle, why are all those people looking at you uncle funny? You'd think they were scared of him!"

"Well of course they are!' said Kyle matter-of-factly. "Didn't I tell you he's a werewolf?"

Tessa remembered suddenly, and shivered slightly, though the room was quite warm. "Sorry, I'd forgotten that bit."

Kyle, seeing Tessa's expression, looked like he was going to hit her. "He wouldn't hurt you! He wouldn't hurt anyone, you hear me!" His voice got higher pitched and louder, and a few people turned to look at him. There was absolute silence in the rest of the pub, except for the faint 'tap tap' of Mr. Lupin's wand on the brick wall behind them.

"Kyle, I didn't mean – " but Kyle was not to be put off.

"Every time someone meets him, they get all freaked out and scared! I hate that! He's a great guy! Anybody who doesn't like him can't be my friend!" Kyle looked over at her, tears in his eyes. His uncle seemingly, hadn't noticed a thing, and all the people back in the pub had resumed their chatter.

Kyle's eyes weren't the only ones filed with tears. Tessa was crying a bit too, though she tried to hide it. "I'm not scared of him!" She whispered fiercely. "I just… forgot about that part. I know that your uncle wouldn't hurt me Kyle, okay? He's a great guy. I'm sorry okay?"

"'Kay," said Kyle, and Tessa caught the gratitude in his voice. I'm sorry, I-"

"Come on guys!" Came Mr. Lupin's voice. "We're going to enter Diagon Alley now."

----In the very last shop----

"Well, It's time for you to get the one extra thing you're allowed, Tessa," Mr. Lupin – or Uncle Remus as she had begun to call him.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. I think I know what I'm getting. Can I have the money left over please?" Tessa was still having a small problem with figuring out wizard money. "let me see if I've got all this. Knuts are worth the least, then it's sickles, and then it's galleons?"

"Correct. Now, what was it you wanted to get?"

"Well," she said, blushing a little, "I was hoping I could get an owl…if it's not too much trouble for you Uncle Remus …"

"Of course not!" he exclaimed. "Kyle, would you like to go and get an owl as well?"

"Yes please!" Kyle yelled. "Oops, sorry." He said, as he realized how loud he had been.

The two friends wandered over to Oscar's Owls, a new-looking store. Inside it was dark, and it smelled damp. "Let's go and look at the owls, come on Tess!" Kyle cried.

"Sh, you don't want to scare the owls!" Tessa admonished playfully, punching him gently on the arm.

"Ouch, that hurt!"

"Shut up, you sissy."

Two hours and several glares from the store owner later, Tessa and Kyle emerged from Oscar's Owls, each carrying a shiny cage and a brand-new owl.

"I know exactly what I'm calling mine. I'm calling her Moonface." Said Tessa, stroking her new barn owl's head with her fingers through the bars of the cage. The bird nipped playfully at her fingers.

"Mine will be Arrow. That's because he'll fly straight and true to deliver my mail!" Kyle and Tessa laughed together, and went to meet Uncle Remus.

"Well," he said, smiling at them, "I think you both made wonderful choices. You'll be taking the train to Hogwarts on Wednesday, so I hope you are ready."

----End Flashback----

Whew, this luggage is heavy – Hey!" exclaimed Tessa. She had been about to lean against the barrier, but instead of touching cold stone she found herself sitting hard on her butt.

"Kyle?" she said once she had gotten up, dusted herself off and stuck her head back through the barrier, "I think I found the platform."

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