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There were still people looking at us but mostly at my uncle.
"What're you looking at?" He grumbled at them; he checked his watch.
"Blimey, is that the time?? Sorry, Harry, I have to go now and Y/N-"
"No, uncle. I want to stay with Harry, " I grinned.
"Alright then, I'm going to have to leave you. Dumbledore'll be wanting his... Well, he'll be wanting to see me. Now, uh, your train leaves in 10 minutes, here's your ticket. Stick to it, Harry and Y/N, that's very important. Stick to your ticket." Uncle Hagrid gave us a ticket.
Harry and I looked at the ticket, "Platform 9¾? But Hagrid, there must be a mistake. This says Platform 9¾. There's no such a thing... Is there." Both of us looked up, but he wasn't there anymore.
"Where did he go?" I said and looked around, Harry shrugs, and both of us walked to the train station.
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Both of us saw a worker, we went to him, and all I did was followed Harry.
It is my first time also, more importantly, my first time in the muggle world. I don't know how things work here, but I would love to know.
"Excuse me, sir. Can you tell us where we might find platform nine ¾?" Harry asked the man looked at us angrily.
"Nine ¾? Think youre being funny, do ya?" The man left us.
But then I noticed a familiar redhead family, a woman, a girl, and for sons walked by pushing the carts.
"Wait a minute, " I looked at them.
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"Wait a minute." Y/N spoke out of nowhere.
I looked at her, "What is it, Y/N?" But then I saw a family walked by.
"It's the same year after year. Always packed with muggles, of course." The woman said.
"Muggles?" I said, Y/N and I looked at each other and followed them.
"Come on, Platform 9 ¾ this way! All right, you first." The woman told the oldest to go on first.
"Percy?" I heard Y/N murmured, a tall boy with red hair comes forward and runs a brick wall. Amazingly, he disappeared right into it. Y/N and I were amazed.
"Fred, you next."
"He's not Fred, I am!"
"Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother."
"Oh, I'm sorry, George."
"I'm only joking. I am Fred." He ran through the wall and was followed by his twin brother.
I heard Y/N giggled from what she saw; I shake my head in disbelief.
"Excuse me! C-could you tell us how to."
"How to get on the platform? Yes, not to worry, dear. It's Ron's first find to Hogwarts as well." We looked at the boy who has red hair too, smiles at us.
"Now, all you two got to do is walk straight at the wall between platforms nine and ten. Best do it at a bit a run if you're nervous." The woman smiled at us.
"Good luck." The little girl smiled at us.
"Ladies first," I smirked at Y/N.
"Man up, jeez." She playfully rolled her eyes and ran to the wall.
I took a deep breath and followed her at the wall; I shut my eyes just in case. I emerge on the other side a magnificent station with red train and bundles of people,
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"Where's Percy?" I asked.
"He's coming now."
The oldest boy came striding into sight; he had already changed into his billowing black Hogwarts robes, I noticed a shiny silver badge on his chest with letter P on it.
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"Can't stay long, mother, " Percy said. "I'm upfront, the perfect have got two compartments to themselves-"
"Percy, you're a prefect?" I said with an air of great surprise.
"Why didn't you tell me. I had no idea; I should have given you something to congratulate you becoming a prefect-" Both of us stared at each other eyes.
"Y/N, it's alright." Percy smiled.
"Hang on; I think I remember him saying something about it, " George said.
"Once--"
"Or twice--"
"A minute--"
"All summer--"
"Oh, shut up." Percy rolled his eyes.
"How come Percy gets a new robe, anyway?" Fred said.
"Because he's a prefect." Mrs. Weasley said fondly. "All right, dear, we'll have a good term-- send me an owl when you get there."
Then she turned to the twins, "Now, you two-- this year, you have to behave and don't add Y/N on your pranks if I get one more owl telling me you've, you've blown up a toilet or-"
Oh the wrong move, Mrs. Weasley, you should not have said that... You just gave them an idea...
"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet."
"Great idea, though, thanks, mom."
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I saw Y/N, talking to the three redheads older boys. She was laughing with them; I somehow left jealous.
She noticed me looking at her and waved towards me, she ran up to me and linked her arms around mine. She waved goodbye to the three boys, and both of us went inside the train.
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Y/N and I were talking about Hogwarts, and she keeps telling how awesome it is.
"I'm telling you, you're going to love Hogwarts." She grins.
"Didn't you grow up there?" I asked.
She nodded, "yeah, I made lots of friends in every house!"
But then we heard the compartment door slide open; it was the other kid from the red hair family.
"Excuse me, do you mind? Everywhere else is full." He said.
I looked at Y/N and nodded, "No, not at all."
He sat next to Y/N, he smiled at her, but once she smiled back, his cheeks became red like his hair.
He clears his throat, "I'm Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley." He introduced himself.
"I'm Harry, Harry Potter," I said, his smiley face turned into a shock expression.
"So-so it's true?! I mean, do you really have the... The..."
"The what?"
"He meant by the scar." Y/N chuckled, I looked at Ron, and he nodded his head.
"Oh, yeah." I was about to lift my hair, but Y/N did it for me, "see?" I can feel my cheeks burn.
"Wicked," Ron said in amazement. He then turned to y/n.
"I almost forgot to ask your name, u-uh. May I know what's your name?" Ron blushes.
"Oh, my name is Y/N, Y/N Dumbledore." She beamed, Ron's eyes widen.
"Y/N Dumbledore?! The Hogwarts Headmaster's granddaughter?! I heard a lot about you from my brothers; the twins said that you're adorable and funny. Percy said, you're pretty and smart; it seems like they weren't lying about it. Bill and Charlie did tell me about you too; they said you gave them a hard time" He gave her a loving stare.
"Hahaha, thanks, I guess? Percy doesn't compliment me a lot, but the twins do. And about Charlie and Bill? Yes, I did." She laughs.
"Percy always talks about you at home, the twins and even Bill and Charlie."
But then the trolley comes by the compartments, full of sweets.
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"Anything off the trolley, dears?" The woman asked.
Ron holds up pushed sandwiches, "No, thanks, I'm all set."
Y/N about to pull out some coins, but I beat her; I took mine, "we'll take the lot!" I said.
"Whoa!"
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We three are eating bundles of sweets. Ron's rat, Scabbers, is perched on Ron's knee, box over its head.
"Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans?" Harry said as he was holding sweets.
"They mean every flavour! There are chocolate and peppermint, and there's also spinach, liver, and tripe. George sweared he got a bogey-flavored one once!" Ron's said as he eats the sweets.
"Aren't you going to get some?" Harry asked me.
"Been a long time since I eat some sweets" I took some of the candies.
"What do you mean by that?" Ron asked.
"Well, my aunts and uncle never let me eat so much of candies. I only get some sweets every Valentine's."
"What do you mean, you get sweets every Valentine's?" Harry said.
"Oh, every Valentine's, some students would give me sweets and flowers. But since there were too many candies, my aunts and uncles have to confiscate the sweets." I sighed.
"They even banned me getting sweets because I once had a toothache, and I was crying so much. So they banned me from eating candies." I said.
"So, some of the students give me sweets secretly," I added.
"That's messed up," Harry said, as he placed a bean to his mouth but then quickly takes the bean off.
Harry picks up a blue and gold package, "These aren't real chocolate frogs, are they?" He looked at us worried
I laughed at his reaction, "Of course not." "It's only a spell. Besides, it's the cards you want. Each pack for a famous witch or a wizard. I got about 500 myself." Ron added.
"Ribbit." The frog jumped and went to the window. "Harry! Don't let it get away!" I said, but the frog already jumped off the window.
I signed in disappointed, "Oh, that's rotten luck. They've only got one good jump in them, to begin with." Says Ron.
I looked at Harry's card, "Hey, I got Dumbledore!" He smiled at me.
"I got about six of him." But then his picture disappeared.
"Hey, he's gone!"
"Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day, can you?" But then his rat let out a squeak.
He told us about a spell that Fred gave him, I'm sure it's rubbish. He said he would turn his rat into yellow
Ron clears his throat, "Ahem, sun-" he was about to say it, but then a girl with fluffy brown hair with bangs appears at the doorway.
"Has anyone seen a toad? A big named Neville lost one." The girl said.
We all shook our heads, "no." Ron said.
"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see then."
Ron clears his throat once again, "Sunshine, raises, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!" It only glowed, but nothing happened. It only made the box off his head.
Ron looked at us and us three shrugs. "Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it?" Ron gave us a look and Harry, and I looked at him and then to the girl.
"Of course, I've only tried a few simple spells myself, and they're all worked for me." She took her wand and sat next to me since Ron already moved his seat next to Harry a while ago.
She pointed the wand at Harry, my eyes widen along with Hardy. "For example." The wand was pointed at Harry's glasses.
"Oculus Reparo." The glasses, which nose and is battered, are repaired. Harry took them off, amazed.
"That's better. Holy Cricket, you're Harry Potter. I'm Hermione Granger, and what's your name?" She turns to me.
"Oh, me? Ah, my name is Y/N, Y/N Dumbledore." I shyly smiled.
"Y/N Dumbledore?! So it's true?! I heard some of the students talking about you, and it seems like you're the granddaughter of the headmaster." Hermione said, I let out a nervous laugh.
"Oh, and... You are?" She finally turned to Ron, but he has lots of sweets on his mouth, "I'm... Ron Weasley."
"Pleasure, you three better change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon." She gets up and leaves but then comes back and looked at Ron.
"You've got dirt on your nose. By the way, did you know? Just there." She pointed, and Ron scratches his nose, embarrassed, then left again.
"Well, I have to change. I'll be back." I took my robes out from my bag and went out.
I looked for the toilet so that I can change there, but then someone pulled me inside a compartment.
"Bloody hell!" I turned around to see the person, and it was the twins, they were laughing at me along with Lee Jordan.
"What was that about?!" I hit their chest, but all they did was laugh.
"Sorry about that princess, " Fred said
"Did we scare you?" George continues.
"Yes! You did! You almost gave me a heart attack." I clutched my chest.
"We're sorry." They hugged me, I rolled my eyes and hugged back then Lee joined the hug.
"Well, I have to go and change." I smiled at them and left to go to the toilet.
On my way there I accidentally bumped to someone, I looked up, and it was Oliver.
"H-hey." I shyly said.
"Hello, Y/N, are you about to get change?" He asked, and I nodded.
"Alright then, oh, and good luck. I really hope you get to the Gryffindor, but I dont really mind which house you go to." He strokes my hair.
"Th-thanks." I muttered blushing.
"Hey! How come you and Percy can make her blush!" I heard one of the twins.
I touched my cheeks, and it's hot. I looked up to Oliver, and he was blushing as well.
"I-I gotta go." I said and run to the toilet, I closed the door and stared at the mirror.
"That was close," I whispered, I changed my clothes into my robes.
Once I finished, I went back to my compartment, where I share with Harry and Ron.
They already changed to their robes as well. I smiled at them and sat down in front of them.
We three talked about Hogwarts and random stuff.
"By the way, Harry, Y/N, you two have your wands, right?" Ron asked, Harry, nodded and took his wand out.
I shook my head as a no; both of them looked at me, especially Ron.
"Did you perhaps forgot to buy one?" He said.
"No, my grandpa told me that I already got one since I was a baby, mostly newborn," I explained to them about my wand.
"But Ollivander, mention that the wand was very mysterious and dangerous," Harry said.
"Weird thing is, they tried my wand, but it doesn't work for them, and it always sting or your hand will start bleeding once you hold the wand. Only works to me, I've been trying some spells when I was younger, did some potions and stuff. I also have some books, and grandpa told me that it was left for me. No one could read it; all they can see were blank sheets." I added.
"That's so scary but cool at the same time," Ron grinned.
"By the way, Harry, what did you named your owl?" I turned to Harry.
"Hedwig, " he said.
"How about you?"
"Red," I smirked.
"Red? Why is that?" Ron asked?
"Its a secret, " I winked.
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