She was lost.
Hopelessly lost.
"Excuse me, anyone?" she asked, clutching her cart, her robes brushing against the ground. Everyone was in a rush, so the girl had to dodge people coming from all directions. "Excuse me?" A conductor looked down at her and glared.
"Go to your parents, missy."
"You don't understand, my parents are-" The man left and the girl trailed off. "Dead," She whispered, the girl's hand dropping. Where was this blasted Platform?!
"Absolutely packed with Muggles, Arthur-"
The girl walked over to them and saw a boy, about her age, with black hair, green eyes, and broken glasses there, holding a cart. "E-excuse me, can you help me?" the boy asked. The woman turned to him and saw the girl.
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"Why of course, dears. I presume this is your first time getting to the station?"
The boy and the girl nodded.
The woman smiled. "You're in luck, it's Ron's first time as well," the woman said as another boy with red hair and freckles, about their height, stepped forward. "All you have to do is run through the barrier. Fred and George here can show you," she gestured to two identical, red headed twins.
The black haired boy followed the twins through the barrier as the girl walked towards the barrier.
"Thank you, Mrs..?"
"Weasley. Molly Weasely."
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasely." The girl said, smiling, before clutching her cart like all Hell was after her and ran, passing through the wall, eyes widening at the sight of the gleaming train and other kids like her boarding the bus.
"Hogwarts..Express?" The girl shrugged and boarded, trembling from nervousness. She passed compartment after compartment, which were all full, until she came upon one with two boys in it, the boy from earlier, and Ron Weasley, she believed. "Excuse me," she said, poking her head in. "May I sit in here? All the others are full."
"Of course," said the black haired boy, smiling a little.
"Thank you."
The girl sat down and felt the train start to move. "I'm Ron Weasley," said the ginger haired boy.
"Phoenix Wright."
The black haired boy looked at both of them. "Harry. Harry Potter."