 Elizabeth Wilkinson~First year
"C'mon, Dad," Beth whined at her father as he picked up her trunk and placed it on the trolly her mother had brought over. "I'm gonna miss the train at this rate!"
She was, perhaps, a little more impatient than the rest of the children around her. But how many of them had been tortured by all the wonderful tales their parents told them about the (literally) magical school they were about to attend?
"I can't go any faster, Beth. The train is hardly going to leave you behind what with you being so early, is it?"
Beth rolled her eyes and headed over to her mother who laughed at her daughter's antics. "This is your fault, Ben. You're the one who told her-"
Beth tuned her parents out as they playfully argued while they headed into King's Cross station proper, and towards platforms 9 and 10. |