She replied her mouth full of bacon, egg and sausage. Hermione set a goblet of pumpkin juice in front of her and buttered Harry a piece of toast. She placed it on the plate and then turned to the stove again. She ladled him some porridge and tried to flatten his hair with her hands. She started to wash the dishes before the clock struck 9:30.
'Good god, we have to get going'
Crystal looked up from her plate, egg, sausage, and bacon filling her cheeks so they puffed out. She swallowed that and then set her fork down.
'Finished'
She stated.
'Are you?'
Harry joked. Hermione smacked his arm playfully and then they gathered their stuff.
'Now, I have to pop into the office, but I swear I'll be there to see you pull out of the station, well not you personally, but I'll see you and the trail pull out of the station'
She headed over to the fire and stepped inside. With a burst of green flames she was gone. Harry shrunk her trunk and put them in his coat pocket. They headed out into the September air. Harry passed Crystal her helmet and placed on his own. He lowered the visor and got on the huge motorcycle that he'd inherited from his late godfather. He kicked the engine into life and then sped down the road, the bike's engine growling like a dragon's roar. They finally reached King's Cross station with 15 minutes to spare. They ran through the barrier before Harry returned her trunks to their normal size. He helped her heave them onto the train before she jumped down and onto the platform. How much she reminded him of his father and himself. She was thin, but not really frail and had smooth, flawless and slightly tanned skin. She tightly hugged her father around the chest before a pop was heard behind him. She let go of him and turned to face her mother. She hugged her tightly to and then got back onto the train. She dragged her trunk, as she wasn't strong enough to pick it up, to the very back of the train, her gold-brown hawk was inside his cage that she held in her left hand. She reached the back compartment and slid open the door. Nobody else was inside of it. She pulled her trunk into the compartment and tried to heave it into the luggage racks, but she couldn't. She could hear a tapping at her window. She turned around to see her father. She walked over to the window and pulled it open.
'Here, let me help'
He pulled out his wand and levitated the trunk into the luggage racks, with James's cage. She stood on top of the seat and strapped it in. She walked back over to the window and pulled it down fully. She gave her father a kiss on the check and hugged him around the neck once more. He waved goodbye as she shut the window. Now that she though about it, she didn't really want to leave home, she felt a sudden pang of homesickness. But she must be strong, she really wanted to go to school. Just at home. She gave a huge long and rattled sigh before the train started to pull away from the station. Pretty soon they were speeding past the countryside. The compartment door slid open and a boy with flaming red hair walked in.