I start walking around looking for the platform 9 3/4 which I am pretty sure it doesn't exist. Then I see Fred walking by. Deciding to ask him for help since he seems to know better than I do when it comes to magic.

"Fred!" I call out to him causing Fred along with the rest of his family to stop and turn around. He smiles at me as I catch up with him.

"Hey Melissa. Can't find the platform?" I shake my head at his question. A plump ginger haired woman walks over.

"I'm Molly Weasley. Fred's mum. Are you a first year?" I give Mrs. Weasley a smile.

"Yes ma'am. I was wondering if you could help me get onto the platform."

"Of course dear. You have to just run straight at the wall in between platforms 9 and 10. Best to do it at a bit of a run if you are nervous." Before I can say anything, Fred pipes up beside me.

"I'll go with her Mum so she is less scared." Mrs. Weasley beams brightly at her son. We stand side by side. We run at the wall and I expect us to crash into it but we seem to go through it. We come out the other side and I see a beautiful scarlet train. Fred and I grin at each other. He helps me put my stuff in a compartment.

"Can I sit with you?" He asks me.

"Of course you can Fred." I respond. He shoots me a quick grin and leaves the train to say goodbye to his mum, and other family members. When he returns, the train starts moving.

"Hogwarts here we come." He says causing me to giggle. We sit in silence for about half an hour, both of us comfortable with being quiet for a bit. Then I remember my questions in Diagon Alley.

"Hey Fred?" I start.

"Yes Melissa?"

"Can you answer my questions from Diagon Alley?" I ask him biting my lip slightly a little afraid of the answers to my questions. He sighs.

"Sure. So the word that Flint called you means dirty blood. It is a word given to muggle-borns. Muggle-borns are witches or wizards that have no trace of magical blood in their family trees. It is a term usually used by purebloods. Now purebloods are spilt into two groups. The purist purebloods who believe that magic should be kept among the purebloods only and that anyone who has muggle blood is a disgrace and shouldn't be allowed around purebloods. Horrible opinion if you ask me. Flint's family is apart of that group. The other group do not believe that. They are referred to as blood-traitors. My family falls under that category. Blood-traitors believe that magic should be shared with those who have muggle blood and those who don't. I personally don't know why he said it because it is not like Flint and I are pen pals or anything. But I think he said it because it made him feel good to put someone else done. That's what my mum says about bullies anyway. So does that make sense?" He asks finishing his whole explanation. I sigh and think for a moment because it is a lot of information to take in.

"So basically. Flint is apart of a elite group of assholes who believe people like me shouldn't exist in our world. That there are more people like him. That they will use this word against me." I say at last. Fred frowns but nods his head. I also frown when I realize I know nothing about the wizardry world.

"Tell more about Hogwarts Fred." I say to him with a small smile. Hr smiles back at me.

"There are four houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Gryffindor is the house of the brave and courageous. All my family have been or are in Gryffindor. Hufflepuff is the house of the kind and loyal. Ravenclaw is the house of the curious and wise. Slytherin is the house of the cunning and ambitious. There have been a lot of evil witches and wizards that have come from Slytherin. So they have a bad reputation for being all evil. The current Headmaster of Hogwarts is Albus Dumbledore. He is the greatest sorcerer of all time. My older brothers have told me about the teachers. For Potions it is Professor Snape who seems to hate Gryffindors. Snape is the head of house for Slytherin. For Transfiguration it is Prof. McGonagall. McGonagall is the head of house for Gryffindor. For Charms it is Prof. Flitwork. Flitwork is the head of house for Ravenclaw. For Herbology it is Prof. Sprout. Sprout is the head of house for Hufflepuff. And that is all I can remember. There are house ghosts too. There is Nearly Headless Nick for Gryffindor, The Grey Lady for Ravenclaw, The Fat Friar for Hufflepuff, and the Bloody Baron for Slytherin. That is all I can remember about what my brothers have told me." I smile feeling excited about Hogwarts. I listen to stories about his childhood while the country flies by. Soon Charlie appears at the door.

"Hey you two. You should get changed into your uniforms because we are arriving soon." We both nod. He smiles and walks away.

"You go first and I will stay with our stuff." He offers. I smile at him and leave the compartment to get changed. I come back and Fred leaves to get changed. While he is getting changed, Charlie appears again with a slightly younger ginger. They appear to be arguing about something. They finally get close enough that I can hear their conversation.

"What do you mean it wasn't Fred? If George did it so did Fred. That is the way it goes Charlie." The younger boy says. Charlie sighs.

"I am telling you this because Fred has been sitting in a different compartment talking with a girl in his year the entire time. The girl we helped get onto the platform. So he couldn't have done it Percy." Charlie vouches for Fred. The younger boy - Percy - shakes his head in disbelief.

"There is no way that is true and also are you hoping Fred gets with this girl? Because that is just wrong Charlie. They are only eleven. Besides Fred and George do everything together so I'm pretty sure Fred wastalking with a girl, George would've been too." Fred then walks up in his school uniform.

"Hello brothers. Is there something I can help you with?" He asks with a raised eyebrow that makes him look really cute. OH! MY! GAWD! Did I really just think that? That is so embarrassing.

"Charlie says you have been sitting in a compartment alone without George talking to a girl. I don't believe that for one second. So what were you really doing?" Percy demands. I roll my eyes because he is currently reminding me of my mother. I stand and open the compartment door. I smile at the three ginger kids.

"Hi Charlie. Hi Fred. Percy, Fred was sitting here talking with me the entire train ride. So whatever you think he did, he could not have because you can't be at two places at once. It is impossible." I raise an eyebrow at Percy.

"How did you know my name?" Percy asks.

"I'm psychic or I heard Charlie call you by it not five minutes ago." I say with a slight smirk leaning against the doorjamb. Fred sniggers at what I said. Percy lets out a huff of air and turns on his heel and storms off. We all watch him go. I look over at Charlie.

"You were spying on Fred and I?" I ask. He smiles sheepishly.

"Yeah sorry. Mum wanted me to make sure that he wouldn't do anything wrong to you. Fred is quite the prankster. So I was actually looking out for you. Also about what Percy said. Just ignore him. He is weird and doesn't know what he is talking about." Fred looks confused.

"What did Percy think I do and what are you guys talking about?"

"Percy thinks you helped George pull a prank." Charlie responds to the first question completely ignoring the second one on purpose.

"What we were talking about is Percy made a comment about how Charlie wished we would get together. Me and you as a couple." Charlie and Fred's eyes go wide but for two different reasons.

"Ummmm..... I mean you are cute and all but we are only eleven. And we just met." He says still blushing.

"You think I'm cute?" I ask him also blushing. He smiles nervously and nods his head. I smile blushing.

"I think you're cute too. Maybe when we are older we can go a date. Maybe next year. Okay?" I say to him. He smiles and nods his head. Charlie smiles at the two of us. He leaves to sit with his friends and we go back to our compartment. Ten minutes later, we arrive at Hogwarts. We both leave the train. We get on boats and then we see it....