Hello! Me again, so this will be my second revision for this story line!

Thanks for everyone who stopped by and at least took a glance! Warms my heart. :' )

But! Besides that, an even greater thanks to those who took the time to read! And review!

And so the story continues…

Disclaimer: No owning Harry Potter or Inuyasha.

Chapter 2: The First Day
"Is that the last of it?" Kagome's mother asked as Kagome loaded her luggage onto the cart.

"I-I'm not sure…" Kagome replied nervously. Her mother shut the trunk gently, glancing at her apparently frightened daughter. She sighed, a small smile creeping out.

"C'mere." She motioned, her arms outstretched. Silently, Kagome inched over until her mother grabbed her into a tight hug. "Hmm…don't forget to write."

"How could I?" Kagome teased. "You've only been reminding me for the past thirty-six hours."

"Hush," her mother interrupted. She pulled away, grasping Kagome at the shoulders, an arm's length away. Her eyes looked Kagome over. The smile saddened. "My, how you've grown. Can't believe it's already been sixteen years. Why, I still remember when I brought you home from the hospital when you were just a baby."

"If sixteen years have passed, you didn't honestly believe that I was going to be little forever, did you?" Kagome sarcastically replied. Her face too carried a sad smile.

"You're just like your father." Her mother suddenly commented. Kagome's eyes widened. "Always teasing and joking around." She let out a low groan as she hugged Kagome tightly once more.

"Take care of yourself." She whispered into Kagome's ear. "Make new friends, study hard, and always remember, I want grandchildren." Kagome's face erupted in red as she pushed herself out of her mom's arms, glaring at her.

"MOM!" she shouted aloud. The yell caught the attention of a few passers-by.

"Kidding, kidding." Her mom sighed. "But, aside from the probability of me having grandchildren…" Kagome's glare hardened.

"Have fun." Her mother advised. She looked at Kagome with a sad expression. "Have fun and do your best out there. It's a different world out there and a new chance for you to continue persevering." Kagome stared at her mother before giving up with a loud sigh.

"I'll do my best." She whispered.

"That's my girl." Her mother said patting her on the cheek. She waved her away. "Now hurry along, or else you'll miss your flight."

"'Kay. Take care of yourself mom." She said kissing her on the cheek.

"I will." Her mother said. Kagome turned, grabbing both suitcases in separate hands. "Oh, and Kagome?" She turned around.

"Go give them hell." She said with a fist pump. Kagome's face erupted in disbelief, quickly relaxing into a wide smile while suppressing a laugh.

"I will." Kagome reassured her. "And, don't do that again, mom." Her mother looked at her with some confusion when she noticed her raised fist.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. Quickly, she brought her arm down, back on her purse. She smiled shamefully. Kagome smiled back at her, waving once more before giving her passport and ticket to the policeman. With his nod, she walked further into the building, looking back. Her mother continued to look after her, her smile sad.

"MOM!" she screamed. Her mother raised her head in surprise. "I'LL BE BACK!" She gave her a big wave before letting herself be swallowed into the crowd.

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Kagome was now in the London Train Station, walking along the pillars while pushing along her luggage. Only one phrase continually rewound itself in Kagome's mind: "Platform 9 ¾". She muttered the words under her breath looking for the ninth and tenth pillars.

Her facial expression transformed from gloom to delight when she realized that she was at the assigned location. Suddenly, horror plagued her mind. There was no assigned Platform 9 ¾. She looked in between the pillars and around, searching for any sign of her destination. She sighed. There was no such luck. Then, out of the corner of her, she noticed a security guard making his rounds.

"Uh, sir!" she exclaimed. Quickly, she pushed her luggage to him.

"How can I help you, young lady?" he asked her with a smile.

"I was wondering if you happened to know where platform 9 ¾ is located?" She asked him politely. His smile quickly changed into a frown.

"Are you all right in the head, dearie?" he asked her. He motioned to his own head when asking the question. "There is no such thing as a platform 9 ¾." At that point, he seemed to realize just how outrageous the question and possibility was. He guffawed loudly.

"Platform 9 ¾! HA!" he laughed. His taunting didn't end as he continued to laugh at the apparent silliness of her question. Kagome's face turned red.

"Excuse me." She whispered. Quickly, she turned her back towards him, and ran to the pillar hiding behind it. Again, she sighed loudly as she let herself fall against the pillar using it as support. She looked at the ceiling in defeat and looked back down to the letter and ticket in her hand. Her mother had given her the ticket before parting; on it, glaringly obvious, the words "Platform 9 ¾". She ran her hand through her hair, dejected and a bit stressed.

"Now what am I going to do…" she whispered to herself. For a few moments, her mind pondered the possibility of her returning home after all this trouble. She had a good ten minutes before her train would leave and she had no clue about its location. Suddenly, a loud shrill rang throughout the station as people started to board their trains in a great hurry.

"I should be doing the same…" she complained to herself. She let her head roll against her shoulder when she saw the most peculiar scene. At the pillar across from her, she saw a small group of people gathering. However, within a matter of seconds, they were all gone. She straightened herself up, staring at the scene to which no one else seemed to have noticed. Cautiously, she moved herself through the energetic crowds apologizing every now and then to the people running into her or her cart.

After the great ordeal, she reached the pillar. No one else was present. She looked around, searching for a trap door or some hint that what she was looking for was right under her nose. However, when finding nothing, she angrily groaned. She turned her back to the pillar, grasping the cart's handlebars and breathing heavily out.

"This is the greatest joke I have ever-!" She leaned backwards, looking for the pillar as support when found herself falling backwards, pulling the cart in with her. She yelped out of shock tightening her grip on the cart when she finally collided into the ground.

"Ow…" she groaned. She rubbed the back of her head, opening her eyes to see smoke bursting out from a train's engine. She stared at it for a while before quickly sitting up and looking around. There were a great number of people on the platform, all carrying luggage carts the same size as hers. In the corner of her eye, she glanced at the sign reading "Platform 9 ¾".

She marveled at the sign, trying to arrange her thoughts after the collision. But the train's time schedule would give her no time to ponder as its whistle blew loudly, so loudly she swore she had just popped her ear drum. However, no matter the pain and throbbing, her excitement acted as a suppressor as she found herself marveling the hidden platform.

Quickly, she gathered her things and followed the other's actions in giving their luggage to an old man in the back. She grabbed her smallest, most essential suitcase along with a small bag of money. Immediately, she walked alongside the train coming upon a vacant doorway. Without another moment, she let herself inside with help from one of the train's conductors. She thanked the young man while waiting in the doorway.

People of all ages passed by her, usually in groups of two perhaps because of the hallways' narrowness. She merged into the dwindling crowd, ignoring the various auras that surrounded her. She would give no thought to the aura's color or shape until she was settled.

The train's whistle rang once more, setting the train in motion. She stumbled but quickly regained her balance, walking through the hallway in an attempt cover up her embarrassment. Near the end of the train, she discovered an empty compartment. Satisfied, she let herself in sliding the door to a close and placing her luggage into the racks above her.

Tired but happy, she let herself down on the cushioned seat, lying against the wall, head against the wall. She sighed contently. With slight movement, she turned her head, observing the newly open scenery that let itself be seen. She marveled at its beauty, only further emphasized by the bright sun. Outside, she heard muffled voices.

"Yeah, see you later." A voice said gruffly. She gave the conversation no thought as she continued to look outside. But the knocking on the door surprised her. She turned just to see the door slide open and a young brown-haired boy standing in the doorway.

TO BE CONTINUED...

So, that's the last of it for today! Again, sorry for the sporadic updating; with colleges in the way, I'm finding myself swamped.

Reviews are welcomed (greatly)!

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