Solo So, it's time to go. Closed

[font=book antiqua] [font=book antiqua]With the help of Vikka, Anastasia finishes packing her trunk, which is very big because of all the clothes, shoes, jewellery, books and her class material. She almost took two trunk but she thought that two might be too many. Anastasia took one last look at herself in her bedroom mirror, added a pin to one of her two buns and hurried down the stairs.
She went into the living room with her trunk and found her parents in front of the fireplace. Her father was sitting in an armchair, a chess piece between his fingers. Her mother was dressed as a Muggle, standing in front of the fireplace. Anastasia smiled at her parents and then approached her father.
━ Goodbye Ana. See you at Christmas. Oh, and, don't trust Muggle-borns.
━ But, Father, they are wizards like others!
━ How did they get their magic?
━ I don't know. I'll be careful. See you at Christmas!
Anastasia grabbed her trunk and walked over to the fireplace. She grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and threw it into the fireplace. When the flames turned green, Anastasia took a step forward and spoke clearly:
━ Platform 9¾!
There was a fireplace for wizards who lived far from the station. This was the first time Anastasia had used it, but her mother - who arrived shortly afterwards - seemed used to it. It made sense, given that Mathilda Varney had been to Hogwarts too, and she was Scottish.
━ Anastasia Varney, you are about to enter the train that will take you to your future. Your future can take many forms: the form we all want it to take, where you succeed in your studies, make friends and have a good time at Hogwarts. And the form that nobody wants, where you spend your time doing nothing, hanging out with a bunch of toxic friends and missing out on your future. Do you get it?
Anastasia nodded and promised herself to take the first option. She would succeed, that was certain. Her mother smiled and turned towards the train. It was five minutes to eleven and the train was starting. Anastasia also turned her head towards the train and told herself that she should go.
━ Ana? Remember what your father said: beware of Muggle-borns. See you at Christmas!
━ Don't worry Mother. See you at Christmas!
Anastasia gave her mother a quick hug and grabbed her suitcase. She walked quickly to the train and took advantage of her small size to head for an empty compartment. Finding one, she sat down inside. Next step : Hogwarts.