A R R I V I N G A T H O G W A R T S

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Next day: 6:00 am
I pack my trunk and other things that Rodney and his family helped me buy at Diagon Alley yesterday.

I couldn't return to the estate. Not now. I had enough galleons to last me a life time so I just decided to buy all the things I needed and I asked if Rodney's parents could take care of my parents bodies and give them a proper burial.

I got my trunk off of the bed and placed it near the ottoman at the end of the bed and sat down.

My parents said I had to go to Hogwarts because it's safer for me, but I still don't understand why?

I guess everything will be cleared up when I get there. I've never been to Hogwarts but I've heard great things about it since my father went there when he was younger.

I hear a knock at the door.

" Hey, ready to go?" Rodney says as he makes his way over to me near the ottoman.

" Yeah, I packed everything I needed let me just get my bag." I got up and grabbed my bag off the bed and made my way to the door.

Rodney helped me carry my trunk down stairs to the living room.

" My mother and Father went to the ministry already for work but said that you could get to Kings Cross by floo powder." Rodney hands me a little bag with the Floo powder and beckons me to under the fire place.

" I'll miss you Gwen, and know that I'm only a train ride and floo powder away." He says with a smile on his face trying to hide his sadness.

" Don't worry Rod, I'll still send you a bunch of letters that your family owl won't even be able to carry letters anymore." I smirk and grab a fistful of Floo powder.

Rodney chuckles as he steps back. "Be careful."

I raise my hand with the fistful of floo powder and flick it to the ground, " Kings Cross Station."

All of a sudden I'm engulfed by green flames and see Rodney disappear whilst bustling people in the ticket area are buying tickets.

I step out and shake and dust my self off and grab a trolley to carry all of my things.

I head for the stations and look for the 9 3/4 platform.

I make it in the nick of time, and left all my belongings to the bus boy and handed the conductor my ticket. I take my bag with me and head to the inside of the train.

I squirm around weaving through students standing in groups and talking, others getting their belongings up to the top of the railing and finding their seats.

I make my way to the fourth cart. I never have seen how beautiful the Hogwarts Express really is. Embellished in oak furnishings and red velvet floors to gold accents around the doors and handles of every entrance and exit.

I come across an empty booth and slide the door open and go inside and find a seat and place by bag next to me.

I look out the window to see the last bit of students making their way inside and unzip my purse to see the three notes and the vial.

It's alright, don't worry. Everything will be fine. I can't worry about that now. I should look forward to going to Hogwarts, it'll be a new day and new school and hopefully making friends won't be as hard here.

As I'm lost in thought I hear my cabin door slide open.

"Is it alright if I sit with you?"

I look up to see a petite girl wearing Spectrespecs and a nice camisole and cardigan along with a long maxi skirt and with long wavy blonde hair.

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