Platform 9 and 3\4
“Hurry up Y\N” My father said while we ran through King’s Cross Station. I was entering my first year at Hogwarts, a school of magic my father went to.
“COME ON Y\N” my father yelled at me while I was catching my breath, we finally reach the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. I ran at it while my hair was flying everywhere, I closed my eyes before I hit the wall and open my eyes when the pain didn’t come and I was staring at platform 9 and 3\4.
“It’s great isn’t it?” my father whispered deep in thought, he looks at his watch and gave a small yelp.
“I’m already late! Sweetheart just write to me when you get there” he stressed before giving me a quick hug and disapperated. My father worked in the Ministry of Magic as the Minster of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, meaning he was almost always at work. The train gave a hoot and I scrambled on.
I like this already
plsssss not the toe rag