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Chapter Two- Departure
The hazy days of August rapidly flew by for Harry and his companions. He found himself standing in front of the familiar brick barrier that was located between stations nine and ten, his cluttered trolley before him.
He turned his attention to his left. Ron and Hermione stood nearby, quietly conversing with each other.
Actually to Harry, they looked more like they were locked in a flirtatious banter.
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were with their daughter, wishing her to have a good year and warning her to not get into too much trouble.
Harry bitterly grinned as he viewed Ginny embrace her over-protective mother.
He silently desired that his parents were alive to see how their only child had gradually matured over the last six years. But, he knew that somewhere, they were watching over him.
The Boy-Who-Lived frowned suddenly as the hairs on the back of his neck prickled….
He had the premonition that he was being watched by someone.
He quickly spun around.
Harry watched a woman with tight brown curls that sprang from her head who dragged along a crying young boy.
He quietly scanned the area, but nothing raised suspicions.
He slowly faced the brick wall and steadied his trolley.
He glanced around the premises for a second time and mentally noted that Ron and Hermione were gone.
Harry shrugged casually.
They probably went through the wall and were boarding the Hogwarts Express by now.
About ten feet away, a blonde-haired girl around the hardened age of seventeen sat peacefully on the brown wooden bench, studying the black-haired boy out of the corners of her blue eyes.
She wore a black knee length skirt and an azure-coloured mock turtleneck with simple sable pumps. Her wavy tresses were flowing down her back, and on her head was a cerulean wide-brimmed hat adorned with blue roses and violets.
She adjusted her sunglasses and looked up at the ceiling.
The pale girl smiled slightly as a black shadow suddenly appeared on the concrete ground.
She briefly nodded as somebody rose from the floor.
A dark-haired girl about the same age now sat quietly on the uncomfortable bench.
The chocolate haired girl wore ripped blue shorts and a black long-sleeved shirt.
She heedlessly bent down and tied the laces of her ratty tennis shoes.
"Explain to me again why we have to watch him?" The blonde hissed somewhat unenthusiastically to her companion, who straightened and started fixing her high ponytail.
"Because we have to! We don't want him to know!" The other female whispered as she leaned back on the bench. "You're usually not this snippy… Well, not about what we have to do, anyway… Late night with him?" The brunette smirked at her pale friend.
The blonde blushed and lowered the brim of her hat over her eyes.
The smirk on the brunette's face dropped as her dark eyes rapidly scanned the area.
"Anyway, where is he with our drinks?! It's almost 9:30!" The girl growled out and impatiently crossed her arms as the blonde sifted through her purse.
"Oh, I'm certain he'll be here momentarily…" The light-haired girl serenely reasoned as she smiled softly at a little girl who flashed a large smile at her as she and her father passed them, her smile highlighted with a missing tooth.
"Hey, girls!"
The two friends gazed up.
A brown-haired guy, wearing black jeans and an amber-coloured sweater was walking towards them.
He had almost ridiculously large, circular glasses that were about to slide off his nose.
In his hands, he carried a cardboard tray with three sealed cups in it.
The man carefully sat down between the blonde and brunette and sighed deeply and rolled his eyes as the brunette immediately grabbed the cup of coffee out of the carton and glared at him as if he was conspiring to drink her coffee.
"Did you find him?" He whispered into the blonde's ear as he gently rested his chin against the top of the hat.
The girl slowly nodded as she politely grabbed her tea. He grinned tentatively as he held his cup of tea and tossed the cardboard tray into the trashcan behind the trio.
People gazed at the three strangers with confused expressions. The man noticed this glances and entwined his long fingers with the blonde woman's free hand.
The woman blushed but she didn't let go of his hand. He smiled and nuzzled her cheek with his own, as if they were the only people in the world who mattered at that point of time.
The brunette next to the couple noted the looking people and immediately grabbed the blonde's bag, fishing through it urgently.
She flicked out a camera and rose to her feet after putting the bag strap on her shoulder. The brunette girl backed away a few feet and then opened her mouth.
"Hey, you two! Smile for the birdie!" She cheered out, and her two friends obliged with her command.
The people, now smiling at the charming trio, and the lovely-looking couple, resumed their paces.
After the girl took many pictures with the camera, she plopped back onto the bench, putting the straps of the camera securely around her neck.
The three sat together on the wooden perch, all of their eyes were craftily watching Harry.
The blonde held her tea in her hands as the man snaked his arm away from her hand and around her small shoulders. She leant her head on his shoulder, still studying the Boy-Who-Lived.
Harry phased through the solid barrier and the brown-haired man smirked as he slowly pulled his glasses off.
The trio rose and walked to the wall.
The blonde calmly walked into the wall, followed by the lanky man.
The dark-haired girl looked around to be absolutely positive that no one was watching.
She faced the wall and then walked through it.
She joined the other two and they all acted as if they were preparing their possessions before they were to be stored in the luggage compartments of the train.
They viewed Harry entering the train and finding a compartment.
The female brunette made a subtle gesture with her hand to motion the other two to follow.
They concealed themselves behind a large wall near the train and the three friends joined hands.
A large black hole appeared underneath their feet and they quickly sank into the ground.