She gave no sign of excitement at all. If there was any, it was well shrouded. She stood silently at the platform, looking at the different students, waiting for her lazy sister to come soon. She had tactfully escaped the whole my-daugters-have-grown episode of her mother, bade good-bye to her dad and pushed her trolley away. She couldn't stand the sight of Zyanya and mom hugging each other and promising to write every other day. Honestly, it was only Hogwarts.

She sighed. The platform was rapidly filling with students and her twin was nowhere to be seen. She tapped her trolley and looked around for a sign of her.