I closed my eyes, ready for the impact. I felt nothing, slowly opening my eyes I saw a great scarlet steam engine waiting for us to board. Over my head I saw a glossy black sign reading Platform 9 3/4. I had done it. I spotted Rose struggling to lift her trunk onto the train. Aluco was flapping his wings crazily in the cage that had toppled onto the floor. I ran over to help her. With the two of us, we managed to get all our luggage onto the train. It wasn't hard to find an empty compartment. There was no one here. I found it quite funny, the normally packed hogwarts express was going all the way to hogsmede station for five people.
The trip was fairly enjoyable. We changed into out robes the minute we got on the train. I loved the feel of my robes, it made me feel special, like an official witch.
The food came around half a hour into the trip. "Anything from the cart dears?" A plump old witch asked. I bought two pumpkin pasties, a box of Bertie botts every flavour beans and two chocolate frogs. Rose then bought her food and we sat down for our mini feast. Rose handed me a cauldron cake and I gave her a pumpkin pastie. We tucked in. It was good. The pumpkin pastie was sweet and delicious. My favourite by far. We laughed as we ate the Bertie bott's every flavour beans. I had pizza, grapefruit, apple and earthworm flavours. As well as a small nibble of a misty looking one Rose refused to taste. It was soap, I hated it. To get rid of the taste I opened up a chocolate frog box. I was prepared, the minute the frog jumped out of the box I caught it in my fist. It was squirming around in my hand before turning completely still. I took a bite and looked in the box for the card. It was Harry Potter. I laughed, Harry Potter was where this all started, my devotion to the book series bought me here. As well as being a witch. "Who is it?" Asked Rose, I showed her the card "That's my uncle you know?" She told me, dragging me out of my thoughts "I know," I replied. "How do you know everything?" "Read the muggle books" "oh" but I wasn't paying attention anymore I turned the card around to read the information...
The first and only known wizard to survive the Killing Curse, earning the title "The Boy Who Lived." Youngest Quidditch player in the last century after gaining the spot of Seeker in the Gryffindor Quidditch Team in his first year at Hogwarts in 1991. Also known for having found Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets and defeating the monster within, which was a basilisk, in his second year at Hogwarts. Only known Gryffindor student able to speak Parseltongue. Youngest competitor of the Triwizard Tournament and winner of said Tournament at the age of 14 in 1995. The last master of death for having gained true possession of all three Deathly Hallows. Most famous for the defeat of the most dangerous dark wizard of all time, Lord Voldemort, in 1998 and his work and revolutionisation of the Ministry of Magic. He is Believed to have once been in a prophecy containing information about himself and Lord Voldemort.
I repeated the last sentence over and over in my head. "The Prophecy" I exhaled, I remember, the hall of prophecies was in the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic. The must be a prophecy about me. That is why Hermione was looking at me curiously. That is what mr. Ollivander was talking about. "What did you say?" Rose asked. I hadn't told her about he prophecy, I was mislead after being given Hogwarts: A History. Should I tell her? She might reconsider our friendship after this, but I need to be honest...
I told her everything I knew. About Hermione, about Mr.Ollivander and about the prophecy. She didn't seem worried though. "Don't go thinking the worst, a prophecy could be that you'll eat exploding toast tomorrow, there are so many prophecies out there, but if my Mum is worried about it..."
Just then the second year girl came running in to our compartment, followed by Scorpius, bearing his wand. The girl scrambled behind Rose, whimpering. "What did you do Malfoy?" I yelled "Me! Not me! This girl," he pointed his wand at the second year girl "Was telling me that blood didn't matter, she said that pure bloods shouldn't be worshiped, that will change soon, I promise you." Isn't that the truth though," I replied "Isn't that what Voldemort wanted, and look where it got him, dead, your grandfather was sent to Azkaban for believing what you believe, your name is mud with the ministry now so you shouldn't strut around like you own the place, if they found out what you are saying you would probably be in there with your grandfather! Nobody cares about blood-status!"
His wand shifted to me but I was to quick for him. I whipped mine out of my pocket and it acted on its own accord, I knew what I wanted it to do and it did it without being given instructions. A jet of blue streamed out of my wand and hit him dead in the chest. He collapsed, stunned. Rose and I dragged him out of the compartment and into the one across the hall. The girl had stopped crying and was thanking us uncontrollably "Thankyou, Thankyou, thankyou! I didn't know what to do... He was going to use the Cruciatus Curse..." Rose comforted her in the corner. I couldn't help her, all the gears and leavers were spinning crazily in my mind, I could remember vividly what he said. she said that pure bloods shouldn't be worshiped, that will change soon, I promise you! Scorpius knew something and I intended to find out what...
"You should sort out that wand problem Grace, the teachers would be interested in how you already know how to do silent spells..." The sound of Rose's voice dragged me out of my trace. She was right, I didn't want to be questioned by Flitwick or any of the other professors.
I pulled my wand out of my back pocket and walked over to Rose's trunk. I kept thinking don't do anything unless I say it...don't do anything unless I say it...don't do anything unless I say it.
I pointed my wand at Rose's trunk. "Alohamora," I said, her trunk unlocked and sat silently as the train pulled into the station.