Hey all! I'm pretty excited about where this story is going to go. Their first few years at Hogwarts will go relatively fast, mostly because I can't wait to get them all into their older years! And because soon enough I will be able to bring Harry, Ron,and Hermione into the picture. Writing from the head of eleven year old's has proven to be rather difficult. But still, I manage to put in as much detail as I can. As of now, I am sticking to the books for the most part, but once the group matures I will begin giving more detail from the depths of my imagination. :P

Enjoy, and I love receiving feedback!

~I own my OC and Plot-line. Everything else- JK Rowling!~

"No way I am doing that!" I exclaimed, tightening the grip on my trolley.

"Are you sure that's right, mum?" Angelina asked her mom hesitantly glancing at the brick wall.

"Certainly! It's what I had to do back in my school years." She said, a slight smile on her lips.

"It just doesn't seem..."

"It's weird." Angelina finished my thought for me.

"Children, this is not the weirdest thing you will see today, I guarantee you that." Her mum said, chuckling.

Angelina and I looked at each other questioningly. I raised one eyebrow and she shrugged.

"Bethany, listen to Mrs. Johnson. She knows better than us." My mum said.

"Aren't you scared, too?" I asked.

Mum didn't reply.

"Come, come. Quickly now!" We heard a woman shouting behind us. I turned around to see a huge family of all redheads bustling towards us, some with trolleys like ours. The mother, a short, stout woman with a kind face, but a firm voice was taking a headcount on her children.

"Percy, you first!" The woman instructed.

A tall, lanky boy with curly red hair ran through the brick wall, trolley and all. I gasped and looked around. Surely non-witches and wizards saw! I looked back at the brick wall. What in the world? Glancing at Angelina I see that she has the same expression that I do.

"If you're wondering, muggles can't see what's happening." A voice came from behind me, making me jump.

I turned around to see two identical redheads grinning at me.

"Fred." The one on the left said. "And that's my brother George."

"Hi." I said in a confused voice. "What's a muggle...?"

"BOYS!" The mother of the family shouted. "Your turn!"

"Coming." They said in unison. They ran around me and one at a time ran through the brick wall. The rest of the family followed, leaving me, Angelina, and our families. Seeing that those people could run through the wall and not crash into it eased my nerves a little bit, but not much.

"This is just so weird." Angelina said, still fascinated by the fact that we would soon be running into a brick wall. "Ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be!" I said.

We closed our eyes and aimed ourselves towards the wall.

"One..." I said.

"Two..." Angelina added.

"Three!" We said and made a run for it.

No more than a second later I opened my eyes and nearly fell over. In front of me was the most fantastic train I've ever seen in my life! The Hogwarts Express. A wave of excitement rushed through me, I could hardly stand it. I turned around just as our parents came through behind us. My parents, puzzled, seeing as this was their first magical occurrence, nearly toppled over each other.

"Still just as magnificent as ever." Angelina's mum said, looking at the train with a look of nostalgia in her eyes.

I ran to my parents to hug them good-bye.

"Please write to us!" My mum said, pulling me against her.

"You'll do wonderfully here, Bethany. I don't doubt you." My father said with a kind smile. "You sure you have everything you need"

"I think so." I replied, uncertain of that fact myself. It all seemed like so much! The list said that each student is permitted either an owl, a cat, or a toad. I begged my parents for an owl, but they said maybe next year. (I was still upset about that.)

"Do be careful, love." Mum said, kissing the top of my head.

"I will! Don't worry." I said, my stomach beginning to form butterflies. "I love you both." I said, hugging them again.

"We love you, too." Dad said.

Once Angelina and I had said our final good-byes, our parents let us go to find seats on the train. I looked back at my teary-eyed mum and smiled. We tried pushing our way through the crowds with little success. Everybody was so much bigger than us, I felt like I would get trampled any second.

"You kids, behave!" I heard the red-head woman with the big family shout over everyone.

"We will." The twin boys replied.

I saw one wink at the other.

"George, don't forget your scarf!" The mother held up a scarf to one of the boys.

"Mum, that's not George, I'm George!" The other twin said.

"Oh, I'm sorry boys, here, George." She sighed, handing over the scarf.

"Just kidding, I'm Fred!"

"You boys!" She said angrily and put her hands on her hips. "BEHAVE. The train is about to leave, you best be going to find seats! Be safe, I love you both."

She gave them both kisses on the cheek much to their embarrassment.

"Love you, too." They said, and headed towards the train.

I laughed at the scene that just took place in front of me, and continued struggling my way through the crowd.

"Take my hand so I don't lose you." Angelina said, holding out her hand.

I took it and we weaved our way through all the people saying good-byes until we finally got to the train.

"Finally, an empty compartment." I said, sliding open the door of what seemed like the last empty place to sit.

No more than two minutes after we got situated, the door to our compartment opened.

"Can we sit with you guys?" I heard a male voice ask.

I looked up and saw the two red-head twins looking at us expectantly.

"Sure." Angelina and I said, making room for them.

"I'm Fred." "I'm George." The boys said at the exact same time, making us snicker.

"Yeah, I think I met you guys outside platform 9 and ¾." I said.

"Yes, ma'am." One of them said. "And your name would be..?"

"Bethany Thorne, and this is my best friend Angelina Johnson." I said.

"Pleasure." They said.

"This your first year, too?" Angelina asked.

"Yep." Said George (I think it was George...)

"Our family has a history here. Our brothers Percy and Charlie go here, too. Our other brother Bill finished last year."

"You have a huge family! I wish I had siblings." I mentioned.

"Oh, that's not all," Fred added.

"We've got a younger brother and sister, too."

"Wow," Angelina said.

"Earlier you said something about moogles... what exactly is a moogle?" I questioned.

"Ah, muggle, you mean." Fred corrected me. "A muggle is a non magic folk. Your every day typical human being."

"I see. So my parents would be muggles?" I asked.

"If they can't do magic, then yes they would be." The other twin said.

"That's a funny word!" Angelina chimed in. "And I was wondering... could you two tell me which one of you is which again?"

We all chuckled.

The journey to Hogwarts was a wonderful one at that. The view was gorgeous, and the anticipation grew as we got closer. our new friends told us all about the many traditions of Hogwarts including the four houses. My nervousness grew at that bit of information. I hoped that Angelina and I would be in the same house! If we weren't, I don't know what I'd do.