Platform and 9 and 3 quarters

Natalie let go, and clapped her hands to her mouth. "I'm so sorry!" she gasped, then blushed a bit. "I just couldn't resist! You looked so CUTE there just standing so sadly! Are you lost? You know, the train is that way, right?" she asked pointing with one of her hands.

"It is?!" Anthony looked at general direction, where everyone was crowding there. "Oh, thanks!-I sort of thought it was there, but there could have also been a fight or something going on." He decided just to ignore the cute comment-it was a little strange.

Natalie nodded. "Well, I'm glad I could help," she said nodding. "Do you have anyone to sit with on the train? I don't! I don't know ANYBODY!"

"Well no, I don't know..." Anthony looked a bit embarrassed, by that. School hadn't begun, and he was already alone. "I don't know where my friends are." He looked at her hopefully. "I can sit with you, if you want."

"Okay! But if you find your friends, it's okay if you want to sit with them."

"Maybe. It would be mean just to ditch you like that, though."

"Nah, I wouldn't mind!" Natalie grinned, looking down at him.

The Summerfields were saying their final goodbyes on the platform, Amanda's eyes half way shut in fear she was going to get emotional and start crying. If this was how she was reacting to sending both of her children to Hogwarts, what would happen when they went to college? Full out hysteria? Most likely. But either way, she gave both children an extra tight squeeze.

"I love you both so much and am so proud at the though of what you'll accomplish-" She eyed Matt, almost wearily, and then Jennifer as if wondering what she was going to do at Hogwarts, "JUst make sure to keep out of too much trouble, and write every week!" Amanda doubted that Matt would oblige to this request, but a mother could dream.

Jennifer hugged her mother for the last time before getting onto the train, casting a quick glace at the crowd, there were so many people everywhere, and she couldn't spot Diana or Anthony. Hogwarts was going to be tough.

Before Matthew could run off Amanda grabbed his shoulder and gave it a squeeze whispering, "Please watch your sister for me. I'm worried about her." He turned and gave his mom a bear hug, a very rare occasion in public.

Alex was somewhat flustered by all these people trying to speak with him. "What?" he questioned, his visible caterpillar of an eyebrow arching slightly.