Emma tried not to think about how nervous she was, or how she would be away from her family for longer than she ever had been before. She focused more on how cool it would be to learn magic, and that she could send as many letters home as she wanted. Speaking of letters, Rufus, Emma's barn owl was sitting asleep in his cage next to her, she put her fingers through the bars to stroke him but her fingers weren't quite long enough to reach him.

Emma spent most of the ride trying to perfect her introduction,

'Hello, my name is Emma Blackwell'

'Hi, I'm Emma Blackwell'

'Hey, I'm Emma'

She felt a little bid ridiculous but it helped calm her nerves a bit, she was determined to try and make at least one friend this year. That was her goal. Just then the compartment door slid open and two identical red headed boys stuck their heads in.

'Hey, can we sit in here?' one of the boys asked confidently

'Sure!' Emma beamed, this was her chance to make friends. 'I'm Emma, what are your names?' she asked while giving a little wave.

'I'm Fred, and he's George' Fred said gesturing to himself and his brother.

'So… your Fred and your George' Emma reaffirmed, trying her best not to mix them up

'No, I'm Fred and He's George' said the boy Emma thought was George.

'Wait, so… what?' Emma's head started spinning, who were these boys and why did they decide to come into her compartment just to confuse the hell out of her. The two boys burst into laughter leaving Emma even more confused than before.

'Just kidding, you were right first time' said George

'Oh, are all wizards like this?' Emma sighed, still mildly confused as to what had just happened. The two brothers shared a glance and looked questioningly at Emma.

'Guessing your parents are muggles?' asked George

'WHAT is a muggle! Are you messing me around again?' Emma said, afraid to play along with anything the boys had to say.

'No? A muggle. A non-magic user, that's what we call them' Fred said defensively

'In that case, yes, I suppose my parents are mudgles' Emma admitted hesitantly

'Muggles.' George added

'whatever' Emma said brushing it off, 'Do you… do you want to see a photo of them?' she asked nervously.

'Might as well if you've got one.' Fred shrugged

Emma pulled a neat and surprisingly un-creased picture of her and her parents out of her trouser pocket, Emma in the middle, her hair had been far shorter in the photo than it was as the time and was very similar to her mothers who, in the photo, was standing on her right side with her father who had contributed to her many freckles was on her left. Emma looked over the picture before turning it to face the two boys, they stared at it for a short while.

'they're not moving' Fred whispered to George, however he wasn't as quiet as he thought because Emma heard him quite clearly.

'It's a photo, they're not supposed to move.' Emma sneered, Fred smirked at the comment, in reality he actually didn't know muggle photos don't move but he found Emma's defensive retaliations funny.

'Oh yeah? Want to see a photo of our family?' Fred mocked

'Sure.' Emma said with a smug smile. Fred felt through his pockets and found an extremely crinkled picture he gave a toothy smile to Emma before handing it over to her. Emma returned the grin before dropping her jaw, the picture was moving!

'They're, really moving!' Emma gawked 'actually properly MOVING!' Emma became fascinated with the photo, staring at it for maybe a little longer than she should have, not really taking in the details of the photo. The photo had been of nine red headed people in front of the Egyptian pyramids, Fred and George along with four other boys, one girl and two adults.

'Wanna know names?' George asked before the silence lasted too long.

'Sure.' Emma said trying to stop herself from blushing after realising how long she had been staring

'That's me and Fred of course. Mum, Dad, Ron, Ginny, and Bill. Those two are Percy and Charlie, they're still in Hogwarts so you might meet them'

'Wow, that's, a lot of family.' Emma said still trying to comprehend the moving photo.

'Sure is!' Fred smiled

'um, I'm… sorry I freaked out earlier. I'm just really nervous' Emma sighed, she felt shame deep in her stomach, she felt the need to apologise but it felt weird doing so.

'No problem' 'don't worry about it' the boys said in unison, it was very clear that they couldn't have cared less and she hadn't offended them.

'Honestly there's no reason to be nervous.' George assured her

'Unless you get sorted into Slytherin!' Fred blurted out

'What's Slytherin?' Emma asked, pale faced

'There are four houses you can get sorted into at Hogwarts' George explained

'Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Slytherin.' Fred added

'Slytherin is supposed to turn out a lot of evil wizards' George said, very nonchalantly trying not to scare Emma.

'You have nothing to worry about.' Fred smiled 'Probably' his faced dropped when he said this but only for a moment before he burst into laughter yet again with George joining him.

So, these are wizards Emma thought as the train began to slow down. She smiled wide, she couldn't wait to get started.