It was finally time for Elara to go to Hogwarts, having no older siblings, she had never been to Kings Cross station before as her family had never had any need to use muggle transportation.

She knew muggles used trains a lot, especially in a city as large as London, but she had no idea that there would be so many of them. Hordes of muggles seemed to surround her, invading her personal space.

"I don't like it here daddy," she said grabbing onto her fathers cloak, "the muggles are everywhere. I think one touched me." She shivered in disgust.

"It's okay," Carina said, trying to reassure her daughter. "They're just people getting on a train to go where they need to go, just like you are."

Alastor, Elara's Father frowned at his wife.

"Don't go filling her head with nonsense," he said, "If she doesn't want the filthy muggles touching her then she shouldn't have filthy muggles touching her." he scowled as he spotted a muggle toddler picking her nose and wiping the snot on her skirt. "Don't know why they insist on travelling by train when we can get there much faster, and avoid the filth by our own means."

Elara nodded in agreement with her father while Carina sighed, not bothering to point out that muggle born students wouldn't be able to travel by magical means. He wouldn't care anyway.

Carina didn't like her husband's attitude towards muggles, and she hated that Elara shared his views. While she had grown up in a family of purebloods and had never really associated with a muggle she had met a few muggle born witches and wizards at her time in Hogwarts and had found them fascinating, influencing her to take Muggle Studies in her third year, despite her parents protests.

"I see it," Elara exclaimed loudly as she pointed ahead to a number nine. "Were almost there."

For the first time since arriving in the station Elara smiled, forgetting all about the muggles as she rushed forward with her trolley, excited to get onto platform 9 3/4 and see the Hogwarts express for the first time.

She was slightly nervous about running through a wall to get to the platform but her excitement was greater so with a deep breath she ran forward, forgetting to check to make sure no muggles saw her. It didn't really matter anyway she knew the ministry employed people to obliviate any muggles who saw.

The Hogwarts Express was the first thing she noticed when she passed through onto the platform. It was a magnificent sight, even if Elara didn't like the colour. She thought it wasn't very fair to only have one of the Hogwarts houses represented on the train, especially since it was Gryffindor that was represented, the worst house in all of Hogwarts history.

Her prejudice however was not enough to stop the litttle girl from gasping at the magnificence in front of her eyes.

"Elara." a familiar voice shouted, drawing Elara's attention from the train.

Elara snapped her head around to see the face of one of her best friends, Daphne Greengrass, waving from further down the platform.

"Daphne." Elara shouted, completely abandoning her trolley and running over to her friend in excitement.

They pulled each other into a tight hug, like they hadn't seen each other in years, though in reality it had only been a few days.

"I adore your hair," Elara said, taking one of the girl's long blonde french braids in her hand.

"Thank you," Daphne said with a huge smile, "Astoria done them for me,"

Daphne looked down at her younger, darker haired sister with admiration.

Elara was always jealous that Daphne had such a cute younger sibling. Elara sometimes felt lonely being an only child, although thankfully her parents had made plenty of time for her to socialise with the children of other influential purebloods.

"There you are Elara," Carina said, coming up behind her daughter, with the abandoned trolley. "What have I told you about running off."

Elara rolled her eyes. Nag, nag, nag. That's all her mother was good for sometimes.

She picked up Circe's cage, which her father had insisted on using because Circe had taken a liking to trying to scratch him whenever he was nearby, and sighed.

"You were right behind me." she said.

"We should go find our compartment," Daphne said, taking Elara's hand.

Elara put Circe's cage back onto of her luggage and reached for the trolley handle.

"Elara wait," Carina said, putting a hand on Elara's shoulder and pulling her into the tightest hug she had ever had. "I'm going to miss you so much baby," she mumbled into Elara's hair.

Elara looked her mother in the eyes when she eventually pulled away. The green of her eyes blurring with unshed tears.

"I'll miss you to Mummy," she said, the moment finally sinking in.

Elara wasn't going to see either of her parents until Christmas, It was going to be the longest she had ever went without them.

She could feel the tears brimming in her own eyes but quickly pushed them back. Crying was weakness, her father had always taught her that. So she sucked it up. She was a big girl now and she had to act like it.

Alastor also pulled his daughter into a hug, though his was short, barely lasting a second. As he pulled back he reached into his pocket and pulled out an small elegant box, it was a shimmering emerald colour laced with swirls of silver. He presented the box to Elara who immediately grabbed the box and pulled it open.

Elara gasped. Inside was a beautiful silver snake necklace, with emeralds at the eyes.

"Thank you so much Daddy," she said giving him back the box then lifting her dark brown curls as she turned around so he could put it on for her. "I'ts so beautiful."

Her father smiled as he swirled his wand at the necklace clasping it into place around her neck.

Elara and Daphne left their parents behind as they pushed their trolleys towards the large scarlet train.

"I can't believe this is really happening," Daphne said, wonder in her voice. "We're actually going to Hogwarts.

"I know," Elara said, equally excited. "I feel like I'm about to wake up any minute."

She moved Crice's cage to the ground before picking up her trunk.

"Need some help girls," Draco Malfoy said seemingly appearing out of nowhere from the train.

Although the trunk wasn't heavy or very big, her mother having cast a charm so that it would carry all of her things and not be to big or heavy for her to lift she accepted the offer without a thought. After all why should she have to carry it.

"If you don't mind," she said flashing him her brightest smile.

"Crabbe, Goyle," he shouted into the train. "get over here."

The two large boys answered the command right away.

"bring those trunks into our compartment." Draco demanded.

Elara picked up Circe's cage.

"Thank you Gregory," Elara said as the taller of the two picked up her trunk.