The Fire Pits of Gostling

This is a competition fan fiction about Aaron Gostling and her first week at Hogwarts.


2. Platform Nine and Three-Quarter

"Platform 9¾ is a platform at King's Cross Station in London. Magically concealed behind the barrier between Muggle Platform Nine and Platform Ten, this Platform is where Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry students board the Hogwarts Express on 1 September, in order to attend school." Said Mr. Gostling as he rushed with his daughters baggage in one hand and his wife's hand in the other.

They rushed through the crowd of people coming on and off their trains. They finally got to their stop.

"Dad, how am I supposed to get through?" Aaron asked looking straight at the pillar of bricks.

" In order for someone to get onto Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, you must walk directly at the apparently solid metal ticket box dividing Platforms Nine and Ten. There is a guard stationed just outside the entrance, in order to regulate entries and exits from the platform." he said while he stared at his clock knowing they were running out of time. 

"I'm scared dad, mom..." she mumbled as she looked over at her mother whose face turned a bright red from the tears she was holding in. 

"I love you Aaron, we will miss you very much, remember to write us. You have money in your robe pocket." Mrs. Gostling sniffled.

"Good bye darling, you need to go through now or you will miss it." Mr. Gostling said as a tear fell from his eye and dripped down falling on his mustache. Aaron smiled at them both and gave them a quick hug. They handed gave her the luggage and both of them began streaming tears.

Aaron closed both her eyes backed up and ran straight into the wall she opened her eyes and saw she was at platform nine and three-quarters. Aaron couldn't help but smile. She boarded the enormous train and looked for a place to go sit. as she walked she bumped into a boy hitting their heads together. He was about the same age with black hair and glasses. 

"Oh, I am terribly sorry." he said as he rubbed his head brushing his hair to the side. She noticed he had a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. Aaron stared at the boy without a word in awe over the scar. She knew exactly who he was. She had heard the story of Harry Potter almost her entire life. He looked at her blankly, and she got up grabbed her things and walked away. She didn't know how to even begin or if she should talk to him. She decided that she was to pretend she saw nothing. Aaron walked and found a place to sit. She popped her head in and noticed three boys sitting in there. 

"Excuse me, but is it at all possible if I could come sit in here with you?" Aaron said shyly brushing the curls out of her face.

"Yes." said a blonde haired boy with a smirk.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"I am Draco Malfoy, this is Crab and Goyle." Draco had this Superior attitude.

"Hi, I'm Aaron Gostling." Aaron hid behind her golden locks of hair. She hid her scars.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked sincerely.

Aaron stayed quiet.

"What's that on your face?" Goyle asked pointing to her scar.

She grabbed her things and ran out. She wasn't sure why but she felt so nervous and couldn't even speak. The boys she had met almost scared her and she hadn't even really met them. She kept walking till she found a girl and a boy sitting all alone she walked in and sat down without even asking. 

"Narcissa Dedworth" said the girl with a smile and her hand out waiting for Aaron to shake it.

"Aaron Gostling, nice to meet you." Aaron said with a crooked smile. 

"Aries Prescott" said the boy sitting in the corner with a too cool for school attitude. 

"I was all nervous that I wouldn't meet anyone, or make any friends, but here you all are you guys are sweet and nice I love seeing and meeting new people. Is anyone else excited to be put into our houses oh I hope we all get put into the the same house even though that is kind of impossible if you really think about who we are as people and the mathematical chances are very slim but I will miss you both so much even though we just met and I don't really know anything about you both except you names I bet you have noticed by now that I love to talk in fact sometimes I continue talking for hours unless someone stops me you both are really quiet in fact when I was little my babysitter would put a spell on me where my mouth would shut so I would stop talking but I continued to hum and write things down because you never know when you really need to say something important and no one can hear you I talk so much that I have trained myself to tune me out so sometimes I don't even know what I am saying but everyone just stares at me looking at me weird kind of like you both are right now" Narcissa said fast with a large smile on her face the entire time. 

"That is very nice Narcissa, but I honestly don't care. you need to calm down sit down and relax." Aries said rudely. Aaron laughed and he smiled at her. Narcissa fake laughed and sat down extremely mad. A lady with a cart full of candy walked by and asked if they would like to buy some but none of them were hungry. They watched as the day turned to night, the three learned a lot about each other on the way. Narcissa fell asleep and Aries and Aaron sat there laughing at her snoring. Aries stared at her with his dark red eyes brighter than the sun itself. His Shaggy brown hair complimented his mid toned skin. 

"So, I have noticed something this entire train ride. You have been trying to hide that scar below your eye, you know you aren't very good at hiding it. How did you get it? You don't have to tell me." He asked as he brushed her hair out of her face. 

"I, remember how I told you about what my family does?" she said nervously avoiding eye contact.

"The dragon thing? Yeah." he said

"Well when I was seven I was helping my mother tend to the untamed dragons, because she trains them. Well one of them lost control and that one burned my mothers arm with its fire and it scratched me right there. It doesn't sound like much but it was the most horrifying time of my life."

"That sounds scary, but if you think about it that scar represents your parents. When you look at it you shouldn't be scared or ashamed you should think of your family." he smiled

"Wow," Aaron said.

"What, did that help?" he said pleased.

"No, its just the corniest thing I have ever heard." Aaron grinned and they both broke out to laughter.

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