Apparently there was a whole other platform labeled, "Platform 9 3/4" inside this wall filled with people in black robes with cats, owls, toads, and jagged sticks sticking out of their pockets. Freaky.
I tapped on a skinny looking boy with bright red hair and freckles.
"Um, excuse me, but what is this place?" The boy looked at me for like, 5 seconds until his face paled.
"Aren't you a, a m-muggle?!" I sighed. "You're not answering my question. And how should I know if I'm a muggle if I don't know what it meant!?" He swallowed. "I think I said too much!" he mumbled and scampered off. Honestly, what is WITH these people? Well, might as well ride that train, it would go to the orphanage WAY quicker than the bus.
When I stepped inside, I was shoved to the side by a lady pushing a cart full of, acid pops? "Oi, watch it you old woman!" I shouted. She gave me a quick dirty look and hurried away.
Sadly, the only two compartments that weren't full were the one with Freaky Freckle Face accompanied with Chubby Geek, and the other contained a sleek blonde dude that was constantly screaming at random people, "MY FATHER WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS!" So I slipped in the 'My-Father-Will-Hear-About-This" compartment. Sadly, the guy didn't take it too well either.
"GET OUT! GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT! MY FATHER WILL-"
"Oh shut UP will you?!" I screamed. Surprisingly, he did. And apparently his tongue was suddenly glued to the roof of his mouth when I finished talking. Serves him right, I thought as I got out of this compartment and slid into the other empty one with Chubby Geek showing Freaky Freckles his scar. Seriously people?
Too bad this was the only other compartment and that it contained Chubby Geek and Freaky Freckles.
"Excuse me?!" I turned around to see two faces glaring at me. Whoops, I think I thought that out loud. VERY loud.
Before I could think words spilled out of my mouth. "Yeah you heard me! Do you have a PROBLEM?" Freaky Freckles was the smart one and shrunk back into his seat. Chubby Geek kept glaring at me. "What was that for? He never did anything to you!" he hissed.
"And I never did anything to you except call you a name! Geez, someone has anger issues!"
I could tell he was trying hard to not slap my face. "I have anger issues? We just didn't like to be called a name and BAM, you're shaking a fist at Ron! What's your problem?! Have you no human decency?!"
"You tell her Harry!" Ron piped up.
"Stay out of this Fire Head!" I growled at Freaky Freckles-I mean, Ron.
"So um, Harry, you want a go?" I snarled.
He shook his head.
"Scaredy cat, are you?" I taunted.
"I'm not going into a fight that you foolishly created." he stated.
I scoffed and turned away.
Well, apparently it didn't stop at the orphanage. Instead, the train stopped at a freakish looking old castle. OK, sure, that's totally not freaky.
A big burly dude called Hagrid led us over to some boats. I got paired up with My-Father-Will-Hear-About-This. He didn't even row, he just hissed at me to row faster or his father will hear about it. This guy needs a new catchphrase.
We got there fairly quickly, even though if that boy utters another, "MY FATHER WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS!" I will murder that wretched, spoiled, rotten little-
"Attention students of Hogwarts! Please follow me to the Great Hall." shouted a strict and old looking teacher as she led us upstairs.
"As you might know, there are four houses. Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. Now, each...." I didn't even pay attention. Soon, she let us enter the Great Hall, which in this castle, means HUGE BUFFET! I was already drooling at the sight of all the food and didn't even notice when the teacher was calling out names until I could feel hundreds of eyes staring at me.
"What did I do?" I asked. The teacher pursed her lips and stared at a piece of parchment. "Umm, who are you?"
"Me? Oh, I'm Rosanna Potter, why? Are you gonna hunt me down or something? I don't think your gonna stalk me, but it's possible!" Oh dang, why do I always have to ramble when I'm under pressure!?
Everybody started laughing. "What's so funny?!" I yelled. The teacher looked at me in a funny way.
"We all know you're not a Potter, whats your REAL name?" she demanded.
Now an old dude with half moon spectacles and a LONG bear was staring at me. I think I'll call him Beardy. "Minerva, wait. I'll need to talk to Miss Rosanna in private." he spoke.
"Of course, Albus." replied the teacher. Actually, I think I'll call 'the teacher' Minnie from now on.
"Thank you. Rosanna, come with me."
BUT WHAT ABOUT THE FOOOOOOOOD?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?
Sorry for the freakishly long chapter!
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