Harry Potter was walking through King's Cross Station to Platform 9 ¾ when he saw a family of redheads and the mother distinctly said the word, "Muggles." Harry followed only briefly glancing behind him at a pretty girl with long black hair. He turned and rubbed his scar. It didn't hurt, but it tingled, kind of like when your foot fell asleep.
Harry watched as they stopped in front of a barrier between platforms 9 and 10. The mother turned to her four boys with her daughter beside her. "OK Percy, you first." The oldest turned his cart toward the barrier and disappeared. "Fred, you next."
"He's not Fred, I am!" said one the two boys that were with her. They were clearly twins.
"Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother." The other said. Harry heard a giggle behind him, but didn't look.
"Oh, sorry, George." The woman said.
The boy turned his own cart toward the barrier. "I'm only joking, I am Fred."
The woman glared good-naturedly at the two of them as they both disappeared. "Excuse me." Harry went forward. The woman turned and smiled at him. "Could you tell me—how to…how to…?" He pointed toward the barrier.
"How to get onto the platform?" The woman asked. "Not to worry, dear, it's Ron's first time to Hogwarts as well. Just walk straight at the wall between 9 and 10. Best do it at a bit of a run if your nervous."
"Good luck." The little girl said.
Harry took a deep breath and ran strait into the barrier. There was no impact. He found himself on a platform that said 9 ¾.
The girl watched as Ron, his mother and his sister went through the barrier and followed them. She was careful to keep out of everyone's way as she went to get her trunk onto the train. "Hey, just a moment. We'll help you with that. Hey, Fred!"
The girl turned to see the two redheaded twins. She smiled. "Thank you."
The two put her trunk inside. "There now, I'm George Weasley and this is my brother, Fred."
"It's nice to meet you." She said. "I'm Erin, Erin Lyancomp."
They were looking at her peculiarly. "She's definitely going to be a sight for sore eyes this year, George." Fred said.
Erin raised an eyebrow. "Are you two all right?"
"Of course." George said and winked at her.
Erin gave them a sideways look and got on the train, fortunately their mother was calling them at that moment. Erin went off down the corridors looking for compartment. She found one with a girl in it. "Hi, may I sit here?"
"Of course." The girl said smiling. "I'm Hermione Granger."
"First year?" Hermione asked smiling even more.
"Yes." Erin said. "And you?"
"First, also. I am so glad. I never knew anything about being a witch until I got my letter."
"Oh, you're Muggle-born?" Erin asked politely.
"Yes, I suppose you are Wizard-born?"
Erin nodded. "Yes."
"What's it like, growing up a witch?" She asked earnestly.
"Oh, umm, I always knew I was wizard-born but I grew up in an orphanage with all kinds of children. Muggle-born, Wizard-born, Muggle and Squib. I've never known anything beyond knowing what I was."
Hermione nodded. "I grew up an only child with my parents. They're dentists."
A short chubby boy stuck his head in. "Would you two mind…" He looked really shy.
"Of course not." Hermione said. "Come right in."
The boy came in and sat near the door. "I'm Erin." Erin said smiling. "And this is Hermione."
"Neville." He said quietly.
"First year, Neville?" Hermione asked politely.
"Yes." He said.
"Ours, too." Erin said.
A witch stuck her head in the door. "Anything off the trolley, dears?" She asked.
Neville stuck his hand in his pocket to see how much money he had on him. Erin politely said no and Hermione looked over what was on the cart.
"I'll have a box of Bertie Bott's." Neville said counting out the money in his chubby palm.
Hermione was still looking critically at everything. "I will take 2 chocolate frogs, 2 boxes of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, and 2 Pumpkin Pasties."
The witch moved on and Hermione and Neville sat with their snacks. Erin was surprised when Hermione handed her one of everything she had gotten. "Oh," Erin said. "I'm not—"
"Oh, take it." Hermione said. "No reason for you to sit here watching us eat, now is there?"
A few minutes later Neville was checking his robes. "Trevor?"
"Who's Trevor?" Erin asked.
"My toad. He keeps getting away!"
"All right." Hermione said. "Erin you take the right, I'll take the left. Neville stay here and we'll see what we can do."
Erin nodded and got up. Hermione went down the left side of the car asking people if they had seen a toad. She came to a car with a black-haired boy and a red-haired boy. "Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one."
"No." The red head said.
"Oh!" Hermione said seeing Ron had his wand out. "Are you doing magic?" She went into the compartment and sat down. "Let's see then."
The boy cleared his throat. "Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow." Nothing happened to the rat in his lap.
"Are you sure that's a real spell?" Hermione asked. "Well, it isn't very good is it? I've only tried a few simple spells myself, but they've all worked for me. For example," She looked at the black-haired boy who had tape holding his glasses together. "Oculus repairo."
The boy took his glasses off looking at them. "Wow."
"Holy cricket!" Hermione exclaimed. "You're Harry Potter. I'm Hermione Granger and you are?" She said looking at the redhead.
"I'm Ron Weasley." He said with his mouth full.
"Pleasure." Hermione said as if it really wasn't.
"Hermione—" Erin came into the compartment. "Oh, hello. I'm Erin Lyancomp."
"Harry Potter." The black haired boy said. Erin smiled at him and nodded.
"Ron Weasley." Ron said again, but Ron was looking at the girl blinking.
"Oh, I've met you're brothers." Erin said a little nervously, she didn't like being stared at. "They helped me with my trunk."
"Sounds like them." Ron said.
Hermione stood. "You two had better be changing into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon." She hurried Erin out. "Oh, Ron, you've got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know? Just there." She said pointing to the right side of her nose.