08-26-2013, 03:53 PM
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Originally Posted by Lislchen Of course she'd been to King's Cross Station before. Of course she'd been on platforms 9 and 10. And of course she knew that apparently the wall between those two led to the secret platform from which the Hogwarts Express departed. Olly had even spent a couple of hours sitting on a bench nearby and watching student after student disappearing through said wall. Only now it was HER turn to run through the wall.
And something within her simply said 'NO!' to running straight into a wall.
Which was why Olly was now standing in front of the wall, with a trolley in front of her, where her bags had been placed. She'd said goodbye to everyone back home already so she could come here alone. Only now part of her really wished that her little sister had come with her. With a sigh, Olly cocked her head slightly to the side and simply continued to regard the wall a little warily. What if something went wrong? Having said a hearty goodbye to his Dad, Alec pushed his trolley along the train station and over towards the wall. Despite the fact that he had been staying over at Ella's for the end of the summer, it was still nice that his Dad had remembered what today was and decided to come along to say goodbye. It did make the nearly seventeen year old slightly sad that he'd only spent... what? A month at home?
The boy shook his head, as if shaking these feelings away, and pushed his trolley further along platform 9 until he came to the familiar archway between platforms 9 and 10. He stood near an unfamiliar girl and, deciding to be a gentleman, waited...
... and waited...
... and waited...
... Erm... was she going to go or...? Alec's grey-blue eyes flickered between the girl and the wall leading to platform 9 3/4. Did she... need motivation? He didn't have pom poms with him-- Messy was the cheerleader/ballet dancer between the two -- but he did have sweets. He reached into his pocket and brought out the two packets and held them up. "Gooooo... erm... Goooo Lady!" Waaaave went the sweet packets. Was this motivational?
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