September 1st

A few days after his shopping trip and his first taste of this new world. It was actually time to see the end of this elaborate prank.
Aunt Jess drove him to Kings Cross, and looked very odd with his owl, and trunk. They got to platform 9, looked around and did not see platform 9 3/4. Only Platforms 9 and then 10.
"So it was a prank..." River Sighed. He was disappointed. He was starting to like the idea of bein a Wizard.
They were about to leave, when out of the corner of his eye. He swore that person was going to crash. They were in a sprint right at the wall, then they were just gone. He blinked, Aunt Jess was walking still. He pulled her sleeve and stopped. River pointed at the wall Right when another person was sprinting right at it. Right at the moment of impact. They vanish.
"Woah...." River said. "I think we have to run into the wall."
So when they were sure no one was looking. River griped his trolly, and Aunt Jess holding his shoulders from behind him. Then they broke off in a run. They entered a full sprint, heading right to the wall. He closed his eyes, but nothing happened. Then BAM!
They crashed into a wall.
River groaned and sat up. But he was not in Kings Cross anymore. he was at a train platform with the numbers 9 3/4. Now there were other people looking at him laying on the ground. But they had robes, weird outfits and owls.

Loner Mudblood

September 1st
Reducio
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It was strange running into a wall. Really REALLY strange. I looked around, owls, huge trunks filled with promises of magic. I smiled, I wasn't dreaming when I got that letter after all. Now it was strange running into a wall but at least I landed on my feet. Right after I went through the wall I heard a thump behind me. I quickly turned around and my hair followed me like a cape. There was a boy on the ground. He had pale skin and dark black hair. I looked around, no one else was helping the poor boy. I quickly bent down and stuck out a hand to help the boy up. "Are you ok?" I asked in a worried tone. "I'm guessing you're a muggle born too huh? Don't worry, I almost lost my balance going through the wall too." I said, finally pulling the boy up to his feet. He was about 2 inches taller than me and he had a scar that cut his right eyebrow into two parts. He also had gray eyes and at the moment seemed VERY embarrassed. "Oh where are my manners?" I said jokingly. "My name is Tina Carille, I'm 11 years old and i'm a muggle born witch." I said smiling, my slightly big teeth showing. My tone wasn't like "Oh are you ok you poor thing!" It was more of a "Are you ok? Do you want to be friends?" Not a pitying tone. I looked at the clock. "We better get on the train soon! Its 10:55 already!"

"A wise girl knows her limits; A smart girl knows she has none."