As Airlia ran inside to King's Cross she was close to being late. She sought out platform 93/4 but couldn't find it anywhere. There was no platform between nine and ten and since she was born into a magical family, she could guess that the pathway must be hidden. She could vaguely remember her brother telling her that you need to pass through a wall.
Airlia walked along the platform nine and grazed each wall with her fingertips, trying to be subtle about it. And for a moment she wondered if she'd imagined it when her hand suddenly went through one wall.
With a little gasp, she pulled back and squinted her eyes as she touched the wall again, only to see her hand disappear straight through. There was no certainty that this passage wouldn't take her somewhere else like a dragon's den or back to the ministry where she'd just barely gotten out of before, but taking in a deep breath, Airlia took a chance and a running start, closed her eyes ran straight through the wall.
When she heard a train whistle and a few surprised gasps and annoyed groans she stopped and opened her eyes only to see that she'd run too far and almost straight against the train. No more than a few steps forward and she would have smacked right into it. "Watch where you're going." A grumpy looking man said and as Airlia looked back she could see she'd interrupted precious goodbyes between parents and children by them having to jump out of her way.
She felt the flames of embarrassment redden her cheeks and whispered out an awkward apology to everyone. People did not look happy with her.
She walked further away from the annoyed people and with a great struggle, got her trunk on the train. She was gasping for breath and leaned against the wall the second she got on the train. He trunk was very heavy and she was already tired from running over to King's Cross and as such she was drained of all energy.
She found herself a free unoccupied compartment at the back of the train when she noticed that people seemed to be sitting with their own groups of friends in their compartments, laughing happily, and she didn't want to bother them.
Airlia sat down with a sigh and looked out the window. Some children were still getting on the train as parents levitated their trunks inside, waved goodbye, yelled out 'I love you,' and siblings, too young to attend Hogwarts cried after their older siblings.
Airlia felt a little jealous. Her parents should be here too. Whatever town meeting they were attending could wait for tomorrow and Airlia knew it. They didn't take her to King's Cross because they were fighting.
With everything going on with her brother and parents, Airlia's mood was increasingly lowering about going to Hogwarts. She'd waited for this for so long, since childhood, but now as she was finally going it seemed that her family might be falling apart.
Airlia wondered if she would sit alone in this compartment all the way to Hogwarts.
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- Airlia Winter; The little lady of Taika