3 Feb 2023, 13:30
Journey to Hogwarts
We were late.
It was my first time to take the Hogwarts express and we were late. Well, we weren't late. We were late so that my sister would be on time for the ''prefect meeting'' my sister was having. She had been a pain in the ass all summer and now because my father had decided to take a Muggle cab instead of using the Flu network, she was late. The cab had a flat tire, with all the hustle and bustle of London it had taken a long time for the tow truck to arrive. When it finally arrived it took us five minutes to get another cab. When we arrived at the station we went to platform 9 3/4 but there were many muggle tourists and we had to wait for them to disperse a little. As soon as we got through that tide of people my sister quickly said goodbye to my parents and ran to the prefect car. I took my time to say goodbye to my parents and then boarded the train. It was hard but according to what I had been told it was worth it. It was still a few minutes before the train was due to start so I read a quidditch magazine. I love quidditch. It's too bad that the first years can't play quidditch. I'll try to go to all the practices and matches so that next year I'll be ready to try out. Finally the train started. There was a knock on the door and a familiar face appeared. It was Mary, that nice girl I had met in Diagon Alley.
It was my first time to take the Hogwarts express and we were late. Well, we weren't late. We were late so that my sister would be on time for the ''prefect meeting'' my sister was having. She had been a pain in the ass all summer and now because my father had decided to take a Muggle cab instead of using the Flu network, she was late. The cab had a flat tire, with all the hustle and bustle of London it had taken a long time for the tow truck to arrive. When it finally arrived it took us five minutes to get another cab. When we arrived at the station we went to platform 9 3/4 but there were many muggle tourists and we had to wait for them to disperse a little. As soon as we got through that tide of people my sister quickly said goodbye to my parents and ran to the prefect car. I took my time to say goodbye to my parents and then boarded the train. It was hard but according to what I had been told it was worth it. It was still a few minutes before the train was due to start so I read a quidditch magazine. I love quidditch. It's too bad that the first years can't play quidditch. I'll try to go to all the practices and matches so that next year I'll be ready to try out. Finally the train started. There was a knock on the door and a familiar face appeared. It was Mary, that nice girl I had met in Diagon Alley.
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