Agustus walked around the platforms with his father. Agustus pushing his cart filled with his school supplies. Even though he knew where to go and how to do it, being told by his parents. He felt more assured with one of them coming with him. Agustus decided it would be best to make some small talk with his father, Callum Arrius. " Dad are you sure, I will be in Slytherin. Is being a Slytherin bad?" He asked his father concerned. Agustus did not want to be a Slytherin but both of his parents were Slytherins. " Son, you've asked me this before, but I will explain again. I do not know for sure if you will be a Slytherin but I hope you are. That way you're around more pure-bloods. But I can not guarantee this because the sorting hat decides. And no Slytherin is not bad, there just umm. Misunderstood, do you understand. " His father said to Agustus calmly but, it was clear he did not really believe his answer was true.  Agustus slowly nodded his head as he pushed his cart, with his father by his side. " I think I get it, dad. They were silent for a while, finally they stood in front of a wall. " This is it, son. Get your grip firm on your cart and run at the wall when I say." His father then put his two hands on the cart as well.  Agustus nodded his head for ready, understanding what they were going to do. " Now," His father said, and they took off running at the wall. When they reappeared they were looking right at the Hogwarts express, on platform 9 3/4. They said their goodbyes, and then Agustus boarded the train. 

About a half hour had passed since Vivi had boarded the extensive train and said her goodbyes with her grandparents. Her legs were starting to cramp up from the way she had been sitting. Her luggage and belongings had already been sorted and stowed away, and the only thing she had with her in her spot in the car was a sketch journal, a pen, a pair of gloves, and a blanket. She wasn't sure exactly how long this trip would take, and admittedly, she had been a bit unprepared.

A noise came from the front of the car and her eyes shot up. Standing in front of her, coming down the aisle was a sweet, middle-aged looking woman with an extremely large, obviously fake smile plastered on her face. Before her, there was a cart that was lined with magical treats and delicacies.

"Would you like anything from the trolley, dear?" The woman's red, curly hair hung down in her face due to the angle of which she was holding her head, and reminded Vivi of something creepy from a horror film. Not wanting to have much longer of a conversation with the woman, she shook her head and the lady then nodded and went about her business. Vivi quietly thought about what puts one into the field of selling treats on the Hogwarts Express, but decided that was something to contemplate at another time. She sighed and turned her head to stare out the window, hoping to forget the woman. When is anyone else going to get onto this darned train?

She turned her head towards the open doors of the train, hoping to see someone appear at the entrance soon.