Farewell to all I've known solo

The days went on and on. Time will always pass. Memories will always form. But was the young girl ready to face the world with a new perspective? Yes. Maybe. No. She's only eleven. Where would she be ten years from now? Chasing her dreams? Happy with friends and family? Content with what she has? Or would she be cursed to her ownself? Would she bring her family down with her to the underworld? Possibilities, possibilities, and many more possibilities.

Both her and her cousin, Lucian, were supposed to board the hogwarts express today. The night before Marcella had told him that maybe they should try making their first friends on the train. Therefore they'd have to find compartments seperately. She had been awaiting the day since in forever. To see the crimson train, to hear its hoots and to see wizards and witches of all ages, bidding farewell and welcome to their past and future respectively.

Would she make good friends? She had found herself a great boy bestfriend. The way her dad, Valen di Angelo found Alosyuss Diamandis, her boy bestfriend, Icarus' father. What if no girls like her? What if they call her a "trust fund kid" like all the other muggle children she's met. Would she be in Slytherin? Marcella hoped not. It was a great house, but by heart, mind and soul she belived herself a Ravenclaw. Marcella would've dearly enjoyed being in Slytherin. Many advantages and adventures.