All Aboard the Hogwarts Express!

Your mother and father look up and down the street nervously before exchanging worrisome glances.

They briefly imagine what life was like before an old man wearing half-moon spectacles and a deep plum suit, beard down to his waist, and a twinkle in his eye showed up merrily in their living room. They still couldn’t wrap their heads around magic being real and their child being chosen to study overseas at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

You, on the other hand, couldn’t be more excited! You always had a feeling you were a little bit off compared to the other kids…and now it finally makes sense!

You finish packing your books into your trunk, after consuming them front to back since the minute you got them, of course. After agonizingly counting down the minutes ever since that moment you got the news you were off to Hogwarts, you couldn’t wait to get your new life started.

You rush to the door of the hotel you are staying in and excitedly prod your parents. “It’s time to go! We need to get to King’s Cross station by 11AM!”

You could tell your parents were dreading the very moment that made you so excited, but you don’t really care, truth be told. They’ll be okay.

The ride to King’s Cross is silent. You pull up and rush towards platforms 9 and 10. You were told by the man in the plum suit that you just have to run as fast as possible towards the wall in between platforms 9 and 10 to get to platforms 9 ¾.