Martha was stressed. Scared. And... Excited. She told herself that a new beginning was opening up to her, as scary as it was fun, and she finally had the honor of carving out a new path, a new story. End this boring chapter of his life, and start another.
She was going to go to Hogwarts. This gigantic school of witchcraft that contained hundreds, if not thousands, of young aspiring wizards. She was going to study magic. It was truly the happiest day of his entire life.
The girl was in front of the Hogwarts Express, which spent its time spewing smoke with the purifying smell of coal. The atmosphere was calm, although... We must not forget the sorcerers who rushed into the street, to take their offspring and witness their departure to this castle perched on a cliff.
Martha turned to her parents, then to her twin brother. She was going to miss all three, she was sure of that. But we should not lose hope, because she was going to see them again during the holidays, and then she could write to them every week, almost.
The Hogwarts Express was bustling, and Martha realized it was high time for her to leave. She embraced her little family tenderly, and even sobbed a sob. Not to mention shedding a tear.
A tear in which lived sadness, joy, excitement, regret, and... fear. Yes, the fear, that emotion that kept coming back to Martha. But she decided to ignore him.
Martha turned to the train, then climbed inside, and sat down in a comfortable carriage, with green seats.
Green. It was the girl's favorite color. Yes, the smart guys who read this story have understood that. Martha wanted to go to Slytherin. She hadn't said a word about it to her parents, because she knew they hated this house.
Martha sighed at these thoughts floating happily in her head, and shook it to make them leave.

@Wendy Hevens

Wendy was really stressed to go to Hogwarts. She couldn't believe that tonight, she will be sleeping in a new bed, a new home for her. She was hugging her whole family in her little arms and a small tear came in her eye: she was happy to go to Hogwarts but she was sad and afraid to leave her family behind her, in London. She spend most of her time cooking with her dad, playing board games with her mom, playing video games or reading with her big sister Samantha and she know that she were going to miss them everyday. After a last hug, she got on the Hogwarts Express and started looking for an carriage with one or two people inside to be not alone. The young girl walked a little bit in the corridor before fonding a carriage with a girl sat inside. She opened the door;

"Hello, hum... Can I seet here please? My name is Wendy Hevens. What about you?"

She closed the door, sat down in front or the girl and put her luggage under the green seats. Outside, the landscape was moving really fast and Wendy started to feel tired and less stressed. She was happy to be here and she thought about her house, in Hogwarts, witch one to choose? Gryffindor for the brave? No, she was scared of the dark! Ravenclaw for creative and smarts? No she was not dumb but she was not a worker because she prefered to rest or speek with some person. Slytherin for the ambisious one? No she was not cunning... Finally Hufflepuff for the kind and curious kids? Yes! That is exactly how was Wendy, she really wanted to go to Hufflepuff now! Thinking about houses reminded her that the hat was going to put her in one of them tonight and the stress came again. What was Wendy going to do if she was not choosen to go to Hufflepuff? Wendy asked at the girl in front of her:

"In which house do you want to go at Hogwarts?"

The door of Martha's wagon opened slowly, and a brown-haired girl of her age stuck her head in the gap, a shy smile on her lips. She asked him if she could sit next to him.
"Yes, of course, I'm all alone," the blonde replied, smiling at this girl.
The brunette closed the car door, then sat down on a green velvet seat, right in front of Martha. The two girls gave each other embarrassed looks, not knowing what to do and what to say.
A long silence ensued, one could have heard the flies flying. Then the brunette asked Martha which house at Hogwarts she wanted to go to.
The blonde began by stuttering. This may sound silly, but she was afraid that her parents would hear her through their magic wands. Then she remembered that she had nothing to fear, and replied:
"I confess that I would love to go to Slytherin. I don't know why, but this house attracts me enormously. Well, yes, green is my favorite color but, it's not only for that... In fact, I don't know. I just know this is the house I want to go to... And you ?"
Martha appreciated the presence of the young brunette in front of her, then a thought reached her: she did not know her name. It was silly of him not to ask him.
"What's your name?" the blonde asked her friend (if she could call her that). "Personally, my name is Martha Spaycer. Delighted."

@Wendy Hevens