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Tedros ran down the train station. He was racing against time while his mother and the ogre just strolled behind him.
“Mom, how do you get to the platform?” He shouted at his mom over the voices around them.
“Just run through platform 9 and 10 dear.” His mother’s soft voice answered. He rolled his eyes. His mother still thinks she can get off the hook with a sweet voice. But that’s when it struck him.

“Did you just tell me to run through a solid brick wall.” Staring at the brick wall in front of him, the numbers 9 and 10 on two boards on the two sides of it.

“Yeah kid. Do we need to spell it out.” The awful ogre muttered. Tedros glared at him from the side of his eyes till it hurt.. “Come on now, we don’t got all day.” The ogre muttered. He lined up on the opposite side of the brick wall. He gripped the handle of the trolly and…
“Excuse me.” A girl asked. She had messy hair till her waist, chocolate brown eyes, pale skin, and was wearing a gray hoodie. She also had a trolly but it seemed no one else was with her. “ Do you know where plat form 9 and three quarters is?” She asked.

“It’s Tedros’s first time too dear” His mothers voice directed toward him. The girl glanced him but didn’t stare or drop her jaw like other girls. “Just go through the wall. Teddy will show you.” His mother instructed her. She stared at all of them eyes darting all over the place.
“What???” She asked them, her mouth hanging open. She looked at us as if we were a freak family.
“ Teddy honey, show her will you?” His mother cooed. Tedros nodded. He didn’t really want to talk to anyone right now so he just nodded. He gripped the cart as hard as possible and ran.

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Agatha felt nauseous as she stepped onto the train. She clutched to her stomach. She looked around to see people laughing and hugging. How could they be so normal after they just ran through a wall. Because she didn’t feel so good. She hated this place already, all she wanted to do was to be home and have fun with Sophie. But of course she had to get a Hogwarts acceptant letter. But at least Sophie was still here. Sophie had a thing for making her feel good. Well not particularly good but normal. Sophie did love to talk about herself a lot but she was her best friend if Agatha couldn’t even take a little bit of talking what type of friend was she? A horrible one for sure. Agatha felt herself feel a little better now that Sophie was the only thing on her mind. She craned her neck over the large crowd of kids trying to find an empty compartment. She was glad that the train wasn’t as full as she had imagined, but still a crown was a crowd and she wasn’t a fan of crowds. Her eyes finally fond a compartment that had no one in it. She fel herself feel a little bit better. She rushed to the door before anyone else got there first. But sadly she bumped into someone. She looked up to see a scrawny little boy looking at her with pure joy.
“Hi. Do you know what that girl’s name is.” He told her and pointed at a blonde girl Agatha new so well. Agatha sighed and mentally face palmed herself. Of course not even at school and Sophie had all the boys drooling over her. Agatha looked at the weasel boy and sighed. She didn’t want to get his hopes up so she just shook her head and rushed off. She slid the compartment door open and walked in. The velvet seats were clean and they looked comfortable so she slid the door backwards to close it and flopped onto the seat. She placed her bulky black bag beside her and unzipped it. She took out a random book, but of course it was the History of Hogwarts. She’d already read it four times. What harm can a fifth time do. She opened the book and let the words swallow her. She was on the twenty sixth page when she heard a knock on the door.

Tedros was tired and wanted to punch something but he was in public now he was the son of Arthur Pendragon he could never mess up even if his life was a mess. He just scurried onto the train and searched for a fairly empty compartment. He tried not to drag his feet no matter how tired he was. He felt himself smile as he saw two boys selling stink bombs on the train. But his face lit up even more when he saw a compartment with only one person. He couldn’t see their face though but who cares. He rushed towards the door but he paused right before he opened it. The person was reading a book, maybe this person didn’t want to be disturbed. But maybe they didn’t mind. He just took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He heard some shuffling and footsteps. He finally saw the door slide open and saw the girl from the station. Now that he saw her closer he noticed her features. She had pale skin but had the most beautiful chocolaty brown eyes. He could just get lost in them.
“Hello?” She asked him a hint of annoyance. He was snapped out of it.
“Umm..” he thought about why he came here, “ Can I sit here? Every where else is full” She looked skeptical about it.
“Sure” she said plainly and moved out of the way so I could get in. I sat in the seat across from her. She didn’t read again though she just looked out the window.
“My name ‘s Tedros.” He told her with a smile. She looked at him and returned his smile with a soft one.
“Agatha” She told him, “Nice to meet you.” Tedros felt his heart flutter at her smile.

Agatha didn’t know why she didn’t dispose this boy like every boy she crosses pats with but he was funny. It must of been hours in to the train ride when a girl told them it was time to were their robes.
“What house do you want to be in” Tedros asked her. She thought for a moment and told him.
“Ravenclaw, but I probably won’t get to. My all my friends say I’m a Slytherin. I mean I look evil right?” She asked him. He didn’t even pause before talking.
“What idiot would call you evil. You’re probably the nicest person I’ve ever met.” He burst. Agatha felt heat rise up to her cheeks. He was definitely exaggerating. But maybe she was exaggerating a bit too. The only friend that told her she was a Slytherin was Sophie. But she wasn’t lying, because her only friend was Sophie.
“What house do you want to be in?” Agatha asked him so she could steer the topic away.
“I don’t care. As long as it’s not Slytherin.” He told her. A new worry popped into her mind. What if he didn’t like her after she became a Slytherin. But there wasn’t time for doubts because the train came to a halt. They could hear the steam blow making a loud noise.
“Hey don’t be nervous” Tedros consoled her. She hadn’t even realized that her forehead was scrunched up. “I bet you’l do amazing. You practically killed me with your infinite knowledge on Hogwarts.” He did jazz hands while he said it.
“ I hope I don’t have to pay for your funeral” She joked. A smile broke across his face. Maybe this year won’t be so bad after all, Agatha told herself with a smile.

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Hort had never felt better. He just was 6 feet away from the prettiest girl in the whole universe.

Ahhhhh. Even her name sounded sweet. Sophie. The other girl who he asked with the black hair just sighed at him. How rude. Well it’s a good thing that he was friends with the coven.

The most dangerous group of all time. Three really scary witches. Well maybe not Dot. Actually definitely not Dot. They get all the info around here. Even if they don’t consider him a friend they helped him find the name of his goddess.

Sophie. Sounds better every time. Well apparently Hester (the leader of the coven) didn’t think so.

The stupid train finally came to a stop. But Hort was still daydreaming of his date with Sophie to the Caribbean. She had her lips on a glass of juice. Her swimsuit was tight on her. She turned toward him, her mouth opened so her voice could be heard.
“Hort your the. Best boyfriend on earth.” She exhaled. Then she leaned in. Her face was so close to his sooooooooooooooo close. Her lips were about to brush his, when she started screaming

“First years, first years, first years over here.” Hort shook awake. He saw a man at the front of the train screaming. Ugh he was just about to kiss her. Hort got up shaking his head. He reached above his head for his suitcase.

But as he was on his tippy toes he… took his suitcase and left. Then he met Sophie and charmed her. Now he has 6 kids with her and they are deeply in love. Of course not. He slipped and fell. He bottom, thudding on the floor. Of course that wasn’t all. His suitcase fell on his face. His face looked idiotic enough but god of course said ‘let’s bruise him’.

He rolled over to feel something on his buttocks. It hopped off too. Actually hopped off. He looked over his shoulder to see… Trevor. Stupid frog got out of his cage. “Treavor” was the first thing his instincts told him to say. The next thing it told him to do was run after the stupid amphibian screaming its name. So if anyone ever tells you the story of the scrawny boy screaming “Treavor” it wasn’t his fault. It was his instincts.

Tedros felt like throwing up. He had no clue where Agatha was and he was following a gnome to a lake. A literal lake. There was also a blonde chick following him. She’s pretty but really, they didn’t even know him. Beatrix, his childhood friend, was deeply in love with him. She was blonde too. But they renewed their friendship and got over him. Then there was the maid's daughter and so on and so on. Even his tutors' sons. Both of them fought over him. He was so over people. Maybe depression wasn’t such a bad idea. Well there wasn’t time for depression when there's a lake with tiny boats in front of you.

“Get in a boat and be over with it.” The old gnome said. The gnome was old and short. He waddled instead of walking. He had a name tag that said “Yuba”. A short name but it matched the old gnome. Not because he was also short, it just fit, like puzzle pieces.

Tedros’s eyes wander till he found Agatha sitting in a boat alone. She sat awkwardly, and quietly. Tedros raced towards the boat she was in, almost tripping multiple times. Agatha spotted him as he made it towards the boat. She smiled brightly as she spotted him. That only brightened his smile. He was sooooooo close to her when a pathetic rock tripped him and of course he couldn’t land on solid ground. He landed face first into the water.