"Firs' years o'er here!" boomed the voice of the half-giant Hagrid, his lantern casting a yellow light over the station platform. Several of the first years were already hustled around him, staring up at him in awe of his height.
"Remember when we were in their place?" Alice said to Rose.
"Yeah, it was pouring down rain and everyone was freezing, but it was still one of the best nights." Rose replied
"Yeah, I definitely agree with you."
The girls bustled their way along the crowded platform, trying to avoid the various bags, cages as they made their way over to Hagrid.
"Hi Hagrid." Both girls said, smiling up at the half-giant. Most of his face was covered by his long, thick curly beard and hair, the black colour long gone, replaced by a silvery-grey.
"Well blimey." Hagrid exclaimed, looking down at the girls. "If isn't Miss Rose Weasley and Miss Alice Edgecombe! How're you both?"
"Good thanks." Rose and Alice said, smiling.
"You girls better get a move on." Hagrid said, "Wouldn't wan't you to miss the carriages because you were chattin' away to me."
"Ok. See you later Hagrid." Rose said, waving as she and Alice headed towards the carriages.
As the girls were waiting in the carriage, their cousins, James, Albus and Lily Potter joined them."Hi Albus! Hi James! Hi Lily!" Alice said cheerfully to them. "Have a nice holiday?"
"Wasn't too bad." Albus replied. "Except James hid a few Dungbombs under my bed one night. It took me ages to work out what the smell was. Mum had a fit when she found out."
"The smell was terrible!" Lily said. "I could smell it from my room all the way across the other side of the house!"
James just smirked and said, "It was so worth the punishment to see him freak out over the smell."
As the boys and Alice continued talking, Rose looked over to where a horse would normally be hooked up to the carriage, instead there was just empty space, as usual."What do you think pulls the carriage?" Rose said, interrupting the conversation.
"Dad said they were things called Threstrals, big, black, skeletal horse-like things with wings. He said you have to have seen someone die to be able to see them. Frankly, I wouldn't be too upset if I never saw them." James said.
Rose just murmured a reply, imagining what Threstral might look like.
With a sudden jolt, the carriage began to move."WAIT!" A voice yelled. "WAIT FOR ME!"Instantly, the carriage came to a stop. Rose turned to see who the voice belonged to. A boy with blonde hair,so blonde it was almost white, came running towards the carriage, Scorpius climbed into the carriage, panting out of breath. "Why are you so late?" James asked, raising an eyebrow at Scorpius. Scorpius scowled at him, "Mind your own business." he said scoffed, but didn't ask any more again the carriage continued on towards the spots of light in the forgot about Scorpius and became lost in her thoughts, staring at the castle in the distance. "Hogwarts." she though. "Home."