Platform Nine and Three-Quarters

A/N: These chapters are going to take longer because some parts of it have to be taken out of the book. Harder then it sounds, that.

Disclaimer: I don't own HP. These are so monotonous.

"Look, its Ron! Hey Ron!" Harry yelled as they entered the station. Ron looked up, grinning. Remus rolled his eyes.

"Hey Harry! Can you believe it? We're going to Hogwarts!" He leaned on his trolley which, not accustomed to the particular motion, flew out from under him. This strange, but rather expected, event caused Ron to fall forward and land on his stomach. The cart continued towards the wall between Platform 9 and 10 and disappeared.

"Whoa. Ron, are you okay?" Harry ran towards him. The group gathered around the boy as Remus ran off to retrieve the fleeing cart before it made an even bigger mess.

"Ow." The boy answered.

"That was awesome! Do it again, Ron!" Fred said, grinning. Ron glared at him.

"Be quiet, Fred. Ron, dear, are you alright?" Mrs. Weasley asked, trying to bend down and pick him back up over her rather awkward girth.

"Here, Molly. I've got him." Sirius pulled the boy back onto his feet. Mrs. Weasley hugged him and then proceeded to try and get every ounce of dust off of him.

"Mum, quit it." Ron pulled away from her.

"Hmph. Fine. Percy, you go first," Mrs. Weasley directed her son through the barrier. He ran towards the solid brick wall and disappeared into it. Harry stared, "Fred, you next."

"I'm Fred." George put in.

"Honestly, woman. You call yourself our mother." Fred shook his head.

"I'm sorry, George dear." Mrs. Weasley smiled. Fred got himself into position.

"Just kidding, I am Fred." He ran through the barrier, closely followed by his twin. Mrs. Weasley huffed.

"Harry, all you have to do is walk straight at the barrier between Platforms nine and ten. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best to do it at a run if you're nervous. Go on, go now before Ron." She motioned him forwards. Harry took a deep breath and ran straight for the barrier. He closed his eyes as the bricks let him through.

He opened his eyes. A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock. Harry looked behind him and saw a wrought-iron archway where the barrier had been, with the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it. He had done it.

"Oy, Harry. Whatcha doin'?" Ron yelled. Harry turned to him, grinning.

"Look at it." He breathed.

"I've seen it. Where's your dad and my cart?" Ron seemed unimpressed while Harry was amazed at all around him.

"He's over there. I think he found someone he knows." Harry jerked his head over in the direction of Remus and a tall blond man. Ron frowned. It was a few minutes before Remus rejoined them. Harry could tell he was peeved.

"Ron, you've got something on your nose." Mrs. Weasley had taken out her handkerchief. Ron tried to jerk away but she grabbed him and began rubbing the end of his nose.

"Mum, geroff." He wriggled free.

"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somefink on his nosie?" Fred grinned.

"Shut up." Ron replied.

"Where's Percy?" Mrs. Weasley asked, looking around.

"He's coming now." Sirius pointed. Percy came striding into sight. He had already changed into his billowing black Hogwarts robes. Harry saw Fred roll his eyes at the shiny silver badge one his chest with the letter P on it.

"Can't stay long, Mother," Percy smiled, haughtily, "I'm up front, the prefects have two compartments to themselves…"

"Oh, are you a prefect, Percy," George asked, with an air of great surprise, "You should of said something, we had no idea."

"Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it," Fred put in, acting as though he was remembering something distant, "Once…"

"Or twice…"

"A minute…"

"All summer…"

"Oh, shut up." Percy snapped.

"How come Percy got new robes?" Fred frowned. Remus rolled his eyes.

"Because he's a prefect," Mrs. Weasley answered, fondly, "All right, dear, well, have a good term. Send me an owl when you get there," She kissed Percy on the cheek and left. Then she turned to the twins, "Now, you two. This year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've… you've blown up a toilet or…"

"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet." Fred acted scandalized.

"Great idea though. Thanks, Mum." George grinned

"It's not funny. And look after Ron." Mrs. Weasley scowled.

"Don't worry, ickle Ronnniekins is safe with us." Fred mock saluted.

"Shut up." Ron snapped again as Harry sniggered at him. His nose was still pink where Mrs. Weasley had rubbed it.

"Harry, listen to the teachers…" Remus began.

"Use the Map and the dungbombs I got you…" Sirius grinned.

"Try not to get suspended…"

"But we expect at least an owl every two weeks…"

"See you at Christmas." They both leaned down and hugged him.

"Yeah. See ya. Love you. Tell Tonks I'm sorry for bolting." Harry grinned and headed for the train. The whistle sounded.

"Hurry up!" Mrs. Weasley shouted. They all clambered onto the train. Then the Weasley boys leaned out the window so she could kiss them goodbye and Ginny started to cry.

"Don't, Ginny. We'll send you loads of owls." Fred smiled at her.

"We'll send you a Hogwarts toiled seat."

"George!"

"Only joking, Mum." The train began to move. All four boys leaned out the window and waved. Ginny, half laughing, half crying, ran to keep up with the train until it gathered too much speed. Then she fell back and waved.

"Let's find a compartment, Harry." Ron made a face and headed off. Harry followed him.

I just wanted to make Ron fall. I'm so mean. Hee hee. Review.