A.N. The way I write my chapters just sort of flow into one another so I'm going to start writing the last line of the previous chapter first.

A.N. Hey! Wow I'm being really good about updating! Okay umm... Dunno what to say so TO OZ!
"Hogwarts is real? You're joking right?"...

Yet apparently he wasn't, which is how Alex ended up at Kings Cross station on September first with a trunk full of supplies and a handful of trinkets she had colleted over the years.

She loaded her things onto a trolley and pulled out her ticket. "The train leaves from platform 9 3/4 promptly at eleven o'clock train," she read. Alex put her ticket back in her pocket and began pushing her trolley towards the platform.

And stopped...

Very slowly she pulled her ticket out of her pocket. I probably just imagined it. After all I just glanced at it, maybe I read the wrong part. She looked at it again.

"The train leaves from platform 9 3/4. Platform 9 3/4," Alex repeated to herself not quite believing what she was reading. Maybe it's a new platform. Or maybe they... what if they... It has to be new there's no other explanation. She didn't want to think about what it would be like going back to the orphanage defeated after the prospect of freedom.

Alex pushed her trolley toward the nearest platform trying to read the number. All of a sudden there was a loud crack as if a fire cracker had gone off. Alex jumped, but in doing so she pushed her trolley forward. It sped up gathering speed heading strait for the barrier between two platforms. Alex sprinted after it hoping to get to it in time. She grabbed the handle just before it hit the barrier. She closed her eyed and waited for the crash. It never came.

When Alex opened her eyes she was on a different platform from the one she had been on only seconds before. There was a red train with gold lettering that read Hogwarts express. Alex noticed a large sign with the number 9 3/4 on it.

She could have laughed at how incredibly simple it was and would have had she not ten seconds before been completely baffled.

She dragged her trunk onto the train and looked for a seat. She found one just as the train whistled. In the compartment there were two girls. One of the girls had long auburn hair and sparkling green eyes. The other girls and dark black hair that rested on her shoulders. The girl with red hair was the first to speak.

"Hi, I'm Lily are you first years too?"

"What? Oh yes sorry. Yea I'm Alex."

"I'm Sarina, and I'm also a first year. What house do you guys think you'll be in?"

"House?" Lily and Alex asked in unison.

"Oh are you guys muggle born?"

"Muggle born?"

"I'll take that as a yes. Okay: If both your parents are magical, you're a pure blood. If one parent is magical and one is a muggle you're a half blood.-"

"Muggle?" Alex interrupted.

"It means someone whose not magical. Any way if both your parents are muggles, you're muggle born. I'm a pure blood."

"Oh well I'm muggle born," Lily said.

"I dunno what I am."

"What do you mean you don't know?" Sarina asked.

"I mean well I suppose I'm probably muggle born because I grew up in a muggle orphanage and I don't know who my parents were." .

"Oh, umm... well... Do you know about houses?" Sarina asked quickly trying to change topics quickly. "Oh right you already said you didn't well basically there are four houses which are Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. Each house has certain attributes that determine which students will be sorted into each house..." She then went on to give a very detailed description of each house, its history, and thousands of other facts about Hogwarts, most of which the other two girls totally missed. "I think I'll be in Ravenclaw, but you can never tell. One thing I don't know is how they sort us. What about you?"

Lily was the first to respond, "Uh.. I dunno. Gryffindor sounds pretty good-" she stopped unsure of what else to say. Sarina took over for her.

"Oh it is good, possibly the best, though there really is no best or worst or anything, there all different and the whole housing system is flawed, but Albus Dumbledore, the current headmaster was in Gryffindor and so was the deputy headmistress, professor McGonagall.-" she would have kept going but just then there was a knock on the door.

Alex opened it to reveal a short women pushing a trolley loaded with snacks and candies.

"Anything off the cart dearies?"

Alex held back and watched as Lily proceeded to pick up some of everything that contained chocolate. Sarina on the other hand went strait for the Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans and the Licorice wands. Then almost as an after thought scooped up some Droobles Best Bubble gum and cauldron cakes.

"That's 7 sickles for you," the food lady said to Sarina and then to Lily she added, "and 6 sickles and 3 knuts for you. Anything for you dear?" She asked Alex.

"No I'm good thanks," Alex said quietly, but Sarina noticed her cheeks had turned a slight shade of pink. As they walked back into the compartment she thrust a handful of candy toward her. "No I couldn't..." the longing in her voice was clear to both of the other girls.

"Take it," Sarina ordered. "I got way to much for me to possibly consume by myself."

"Well if you insist-"

"I do." And with that the three girls began sampling and tasting every thing they had boughten. Only when Lily reached for the Bertie Botts did Sarina pipe up a warning. "I'd be careful with those if I were you." Lily immediately dropped the bag like a hot coal. Sarina stifled a giggle "I didn't mean that careful. I just meant be careful which ones you eat. When they say every flavor, they mean Every Flavor. Sure there are normal ones like toffee, cherry, apple, tutti-frutti, and all but then you get ones like grass, dirt, sardine, and if you're really unlucky something like booger or vomit.

They had fun trying to guess what each one was though most of the time they were wrong. Alex was the best at guessing the flavors. The most disturbing one was when tried a pink one that she thought was bubble gum and it turned out to be shrimp.

Before they knew it, the train was screeching to a halt. They nervously disembarked not sure where to go or what to do when they heard a booming voice shout, "firs' years this way."

A.N. Thanks Muchos to my reveiwers:

HowlingWolftheDenKeeper: Since that's too long you are now known as HwtDK. Hopefully you don't mind and if you do, Tough! No seriously if you mind I'll change it. Out of curiosity is there any reason for your name. I mean is it from a book or movie or who knows what else? My image of Alex is kind of like yours except I pictured her with blue hair (don't ask why) so for the purpose of the story I was going to give her black hair that's the really dark kind that almost looks blue. Also she has gray eyes. I dunno what else so farewell.

Elephant Wings: An actual review would be nice! None of this oh it's good toodle-oo stuff! 8P

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