James Sirius Potter's POV:
Wrapped in a bundle of sweaters and a thick woolen scarf, I pushed my trolley down the platform with my father at my side. The rest of the members of my family followed me through the barrier onto Platform 9 and 3 Quarters. The other children were already boarding the train.My heart thumped with exictement and anxiety as I got closer to beginning my first year at Hogwarts. My sister and brother glared at me, clearly jealous of me leaving them to live in the muggle world as I enjoyed a whole year of magic at school.
I was saying my final goodbyes, as Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, and their kids made their way to us.
“Hey, Rose,” I said, waving at her. Rose, also beginning her first year at Hogwarts, was just as excited as me, grinning from ear to ear.
Her brother, Hugo, skipped up joyfully to my sister, as she kept staring at me, sorrowfully. I gave her a sympathetic smile and quickly embraced her before I left to board the train along with Rose.
Rose and I walked down the aisle searching for an empty compartment.
“In here,” Rose suggested, sliding open a compartment door to the left.
I blindly rushed in and stuffed my trunk into the storage slot above my head. Rose pushed hers in beside mine. Heaving a sigh, I walked over to the window and caught sight of my family smiling at us. I grinned back at them and waved as Rose joined in next to me.
“Bye mum!” Rose called. I caught a tear trickling down Aunt Hermione’s cheek as she strained to keep her eyes on her daughter.
“Bye dad! Bye mum! I love you”I called after her. “Albus, I’m going to miss you so much! Lily -” I caught sight of Lily frowning, immediately realizing she was on the verge of tears. Lily and I had a special bond between us, and to stay a whole year away from her... I could never imagine how Lily was feeling as I watched her break into a fit of sobs. She clinged onto my mother’s waist as she stained her shirt with fresh tears.
“Lily, don’t worry! I’ll be back for Christmas! Don’t forget to write!” I called, trying to talk her into changing the topic. Lily looked up at me and nodded half-heartedly before diving into my mother’s shirt once again.
The train’s whistle sounded as it roared to life. I waved one last time before I plopped onto the seat by the the window, slouching. Rose was still waving at her family as the train began chugging its way out of the station. Sitting opposite to me a blonde haired boy staring at us, wide-eyed, as though we’d just intruded his space. We gaped back at him as though he’d just entered and intruded our space. He sighed and shook his head, getting to know that we were in no better position than he was.
“What's your name?” Rose blurted out, breaking the awkward silence that had befallen us.
“Scorpius, Scorpius Malfoy,” He replied, proudly.