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Amy ran into something and stumbled back, falling. She started crying, knowing she hadn't made it through.

"Are you alright?"

Amy's eyes snapped open. A girl with red hair and green eyes was offering her a hand up. Amy took it and was hauled to her feet.

"I'm sorry if I was in your way; I guess I shouldn't stand right in front of the barrier, huh," the girl laughed. "My name's Lily, what's yours?"

"A-Amy," she squeaked.

Lily laughed again. "Hi Amy; c'mon, we'd better get on the train before it leaves without us."

"T-train?"

"Yeah, the big black thing on wheels right in front of us."

Lily stepped aside and Amy gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. The Hogwarts Express was sitting in front of her.

She'd made it. She actually got through.

Lily pulled her onto the train and the two of them were walking down the aisle's when a familiar looking boy with messy black hair came out of one compartment and said, "All right, Evans? Who's your new friend?"

"None of your business, Potter," spat Lily as she literally dragged Ay down the train again. "Come on, Amy, let's go."

"Who was that?" asked Amy.

"James Potter," Lily spat. "He's an arrogant, bullying chauvinist pig and his friend Sirius Black is just as bad. Peter Pettigrew's whiny and clings to James and Remus Lupin lets them get away with far too much."

Amy opened her mouth to ask her more about Remus when Lily led her into a compartment with three other girls in it. "Amy, this is Andromeda, Molly, and Emily," she said while pointing to a girl with black hair, a girl with red hair, and a girl with blonde hair. "Girls, this Amy."

"Nice to meet you," said Molly.

"I don't think I've seen you around at Hogwarts before; what year are you in?" asked Emily.

"Never mind your year, what house are you in?" asked Andromeda.

"Um, I'm fifteen," said Amy quietly. "I'm not in a house." She looked at Lily. "You said you knew Remus Lupin, right?" Lily nodded. "Where is he on the train?"

"Well, he told me over the summer he'd been chosen as prefect, so I imagine he'd be in the prefect's compartment. I need to go there anyway so I'll show you where it is if you'd like."

The two of them left before the other girls could ask Amy what she meant by "not in a house." Lily led her to another compartment and slid the door open. "Remus, do you know a girl named Amy?"

His nose was in a book, like always, but he looked up when he heard her ask him that. "Yeah, why?"

"What house is she in?"

"She's not in a house; she doesn't even go to this school. She's a muggle."

Lily's eyebrows rose in surprise and she stepped aside to reveal Amy, who had been hiding behind her. "Yeah, well try telling that to her."

Remus dropped his book as Amy ran onto the compartment and hugged him. "Amy? W-what are you-how is even-how the bloody hell did you get through to the platform?!"

"I don't know, I just didn't want to spend another year without you and this tiny part of my brain said 'run at the wall,' and I listened to it, and here I am." She looked just as confused as he felt. "Remus, I thought muggles couldn't get through to the platform."

Remus looked overjoyed, alarmed, and a little scared as he said, "They can't."

"So why was I able to? I can't do magic and I'm not a witch, so how the hell did I get through?"

Neither Remus nor Lily had an answer for her.

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A/N: Why was Amy able to get through to the platform? Will she be able to see Hogwarts or will she see a pile of crumbling stone and brick? Is she really a muggle? The answers to these questions . . . . Will not be in the next chapter, or even in this story, but those questions will be answered . . . eventually. . .