Okay so from here until Summer 1992, you will see some lines and phrases from the book Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. Those lines are owned by J.K. Rowling, and in no way am I trying to claim them. They are needed because this is a POV telling of the books, and I will have to use some of the things that Ron has been told and hears around him. However, I may tweak some a bit. Especially his responses. Let me know how this is.

Chapter 3: Platform Nine And Three Quarter's

"COME ON YOU LOT, WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" yelled Mum from downstairs.

I quickly finished getting dressed and ran down the stairs, almost tripping over my untied shoelaces. Percy was already downstairs looking like he was almost regal as he sat on our old couch, Hermes perched on his shoulder.

Git.

Ginny was downstairs as well sitting on the couch beside him. She was able to come with us today. She wanted to see me off, and Bill had gone back to Egypt two days before. Which I was bummed about. I really wanted him to see me leave.

Ginny sat with her head down looking at the floor. She always got like that on Hogwarts day.

"Chin up Gin. We'll be back for Christmas holiday." I said, trying to make her feel better.

"I know." said Ginny. "But I be so bored at home by myself. Mum will have me do everything while you lot are gone. I'll end up a house-elf."

I laughed. "So you're only sad because we are leaving you by yourself to do chores? And to think, I hoped you would actually miss me."

Ginny smirked. "Never. Less noise and I won't have to deal with doing lessons with you." she said.

Finally (after the twins made it down and Mum checked their pockets for anything that didn't belong in Hogwarts) we were off on the long ride to London to Kings Cross.

I had never seen a train station before, so all the muggles, sounds, and huge trains were somewhat overwhelming. I felt as if everyone was watching us as four kids pushed long carts loaded with trunks, one of which held an owl in a cage and another with a rat.

Mum moved us along the people quickly, stopping in front of a wall between the platforms nine and ten. "Same every year. Station packed with Muggles, of course." she huffed. "All right, Percy, you go first."

Percy started walking swiftly towards the wall. When I thought he would hit it, he disappeared.

"Wow!"

"Fred, you next,"

"I'm not Fred, I'm George," said Fred. He and George loved playing this game with Mum. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"

Mum shook her head. "Sorry, George, dear."

"Only joking, I am Fred." he laughed and off he went. George called after him to hurry up, and he must have done so because a second later, he had gone, George following after him.

"Excuse me." said a kid with thick black hair that had appeared. He looked completely confused. Must have been a Muggleborn.

"Hello, dear." Mum said. "First time at Hogwarts? Ron's new, too."

She pointed at me and I nodded my head, which the boy returned.

"Yes," said the boy. "The thing is... the thing is, I don't know how to..."

"How to get onto the platform?" Mum asked. The boy nodded.

"Not to worry," she said. "All you have to do is walk straight at the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous. Go on, go now before Ron.

The kid looked completely nervous. He closed his eyes, ran blindly towards the wall, and then disappeared.

It was my turn. I took a gulp. Mum handed me a sandwich. Corned beef. Yuck.

"It's alright, Ron." she reassured me. "Just do as the others."

"Yeah, and don't crash." teased Ginny.

I lined myself up with the wall, took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and ran straight towards the wall.

I opened eyes and I couldn't help but at and and stare at it. It felt wonderful finally seeing The Hogwarts Express. It was huge and mostly red with black trim. There were many train cars, huge windows, and it just looked shiny and amazing.

"Brilliant." I couldn't help but whisper.

Mum placing her hand on my shoulder broke my trance. "It's a sight, isn't it? It's something about seeing that train for the first time." she said. She looked at the train as if she was thinking about something from a long time ago.

Mum, I want to go!" cried Ginny as she jumped up and down like an excited bowtruckle.

"Next year, Ginny dear." said Min as she patted Ginny's disappointed head.

"Fred? George? Are you there?" yelled Mum at the doorway of one of the cars.

"Coming, Mum."

As the twins got off the train, Mum took out her hankie, spit on it, and tries to wipe at my face.

"Ron, you've got something on your nose." said Mum, grabbing a hold of my arm and wiping aggressively at my face.

"Mom - geroff" I said, wiggling free of Mum's hold.

"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somefink on his nosie?" said Fred.

"Shut up," I grumbled.

"Where's Percy?" asked Mum.

"He's coming now." said George.

Percy came up, walking as if he were a proud peacock. He had already changed into his black Hogwarts robes, and had his shiny silver badge on his chest with the letter P on it.

"Can't stay long, Mother," he said. "I'm up front, the prefects have got two compartments to themselves-"

"Oh, are you a prefect, Percy?" said George, in mock surprise. "You should have said something, we had no idea."

"Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it," said Fred. "Once-"

"Or twice-"

"A minute-"

"All summer-"

"Oh, shut up," said Percy the pompous prefect.

"How come Percy gets new robes, anyway?" huffed George.

"Because he's a prefect," said Mum, proudly. As if the sun and moon rose and set in Percy's ass. "All right, dear, well, have a good term. Send me an owl when you get there."

She kissed Percy on the cheek and he left. Then she turned and kissed the twins.

"Now, you two! This year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've... you've blown up a toilet or -"

"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet." said George.

"Great idea though, thanks, Mom." laughed Fred.

"It's not funny. And look after Ron." said Mum, embarrassingly loud

"Don't worry, ickle Ronniekins is safe with us." said Fred, as he ruffled my hair.

I groaned. They could barely look after themselves. I didn't need them tailing my every move.

"Hey, Mom, guess what? Guess who we just met on the train?" said Fred."You know that black-haired boy who was near us in the station? Know who he is?"

"Who?"asked Mum

"Harry Potter!" said the twins at the use time. I couldn't believe my ears. THE Harry Potter!

"Mum, can I go on the train and see him? Please? begged Ginny.

"You've already seen him, Ginny, and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a zoo." scholded Mum. "Is he really, Fred? How do you know?"

"Asked him. Saw his scar. It's really there . Like lightning." exclaimed Fred.

"Poor dear." said Mum. "No wonder he was alone. He was ever so polite when he asked how to get onto the platform."

"Never mind that, do you think he remembers what You-Know-Who looks like?" asked Fred.

Mum gave him a cold look. "I forbid you to ask him, Fred. No, don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day at school."

"All right, keep your hair on." he groaned.

A whistle sounded, telling us that it was time to go. She hugged and kissed all of us (her affections lingering a bit longer on me) and Ginny waved goodbye after another failed attempt of coming with us. We stepped up on the train and waved bye from the door window.

And then we were off.