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5 On the Platform>

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Morning Ron woke up on the floor George and Fred shaking him.

``Wake up, Ron.” George, no, Fred said.
``Yeah, Mum is at the exploding point. One more pressure and she will kill us.”
Said George. He woke up rubbing his eyes and went to wash his face after a
quick dinner with lots of shouting, moaning, banging, and shrieking, they all
got ready.

 ``Now,
Percy, comb your hair it looks like bird nest. Fred, you have a sauce on your
lips. George, oh, where is he.” Mrs. Weasley furiously scanned her children.

 ``Oh,
his…. what are you doing George?” Fred shouted at upstairs.

 ``Wait
a moment F. I’ve gotta takes some things with me.” Answered George, walking
down the stairs.

 ``Now,
hurry up. Everyone got their trunks and belongings?” asked Mrs. Weasley in a
strained voice. Everyone nodded.

``Alright then, let’s go.”

So, they set off with Mr. Weasley’s car. After a silent forty
minutes. They arrived at the train station.

``Packed with Muggles of course.” said Mrs. Weasley. Her voice was
much calmer and comfortable as she pulled the cart.

``I always think that it would be better if we had the express in
diagon alley this place is packed. Now, what’s the platform number?” asked Mrs.
Weasley.

``Nine and three quarters.” Answered Ginny in a shrill voice.

``Oh, can’t I go mum? Can’t I?” pleaded Ginny.

``No, Ginny, your two young.” Mrs. Weasley briskly answered. And
drove the cart a bit faster.

``Now, where is platform nine. Oh, it’s over there.” Mrs. Weasley
said.

By the time they got there, Ron noticed a jagged black-haired boy
was there too. He seemed to hesitate a little then in a tiny voice asked, ``excuse
me,”

``first year at Hogwarts? Asked Mrs. Weasley. Then, without waiting
for the boy to answer said, ``Ron’s new too.” said Mrs. Weasley.”

 ``Yes, the thing is-the thing
is, I don’t know how to- “

``how to get on the platform?” Mrs. Weasley cut across him.

 ``Not to worry,” then she went on about how to
get to the platform.

 ``Go on, go on before Ron.
said Mrs. Weasley. As the boy went into the platform Ron, stared at the boy. He
looked nervous as ran.

 `He
must be a muggle born.’ Ron thought. But there was something special about this
boy, but he didn’t know where. his body was skinny and bright green eyes. His
face wasn’t evil, and his pants looked too big for him. Yet even though his
outside was normal he looked kind. So, Ron decided that he is not a bad boy,
and it would be good to be friends with him. Then the boy started to walk, and
he realized that it was his turn.

 ``Now,
come on, Ron, Ginny it’s our turn.” Mrs. Weasley said. And they casually jogged
and went right through the wall. And was suddenly surrounded with smoke and
lots of excited people running around carrying their trunks. He visited this
place for years and it was still wonderful. He saw a boy with his grandma who
was wearing a vulture shaped hat and green handbag. And owls hooting,
screeching, and fluttering everywhere. He followed Mrs. Weasley and Ginny. They
stopped infront of the train and he got a glimpse of bright red hair of Fred
and George disappearing inside.

 After the usual bickering and fighting from Percy
the prefect and Fred and George, Fred and George went in the Hogwarts express
and came with a big eyes and smile.

``Hey, mom, guess what? Guess who we met on
the train?” said George with a suspicious awe in his voice. At that moment Ron
saw something black, possibly a head, suddenly disappear in the corner of his
eye. Then Fred said, ``you know the black-haired boy who was near us in the
station? Know who he is?”

 ``Who?” asked Ron.

``Harry Potter!” replied Fred and George in
unison.

 He
heard Ginny shriek in delight, but his thoughts were not there. He remembered
the boy and knew he was familiar. And he imagine how the boy lived from the
darkest wizard in the world. He imagined a baby making a powerful protective
bubble and deflecting You-know-who’s attack and cursing him right in the chest.
Nah, that couldn’t have happened. Then, a warning whistle broke his thought
like lighting. ``Hurry up! Mrs. Weasley shouted. He pulled his cart helped by
his mother and walked down the corridor full of people laughing in their
compartments. He searched the compartments carefully hopping to find Harry potter.
Then, at last, he found the boy sitting alone in the last pair of compartments.
He stopped for a moment, took a deep breath, then walked into the compartment where
the boy sat.

 ``Anyone
sitting here?” asked Ron. Most of the people here usually saved their seats for
friends. And Harry potter, being famous and all, for sure. But to his surprise,
the boy shook his head. So, Ron sat tentatively on the opposite side of the boy.
He shot the boy a peek, then suddenly embarrassed, looked away. He saw that the
boy had bright green eyes clear as water and no freckles. Then, the compartment
door was slammed opened then, his brothers poked their heads into the
compartment.

 ``Hey, Ron, “said George.

``Listen, We’re going down to the middle of
the train-Lee Jordon’s got a giant tarantula down there.” He said.

 ``Right,”
mumbled Ron. He remembered how he hated spiders.

Then the twins looked at the boy and
introduced themselves. Then, they closed the door shut. and the outside went
more of a mist then a blur.