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Hogwarts: The Path of the Chosen Ones
Chapter Four
Missing the Hogwarts Express and Catching the Chosen Train


Andrew
Diagon Alley was everything I imagined and then some! Witches and wizards were everywhere, buying ingredients for spells, cloaks, pets and broomsticks. Hagrid had informed us that some of us were in different grades and therefore needed different supplies. Brittney, Daniel, Michael, Amber and myself were all the same grade-we were 5th years. Christian was a 3rd year and Charity was a 1st year. But before we could get anything we had to get our money. We all knew that we had to go to Gringotts to get it, what we didn’t know was how much we had in it. Who knows? We were probably broke! Hagrid gave us our keys and went with us to each of our safes.

Brittney
My safe was number 717. Pretty weird seeing as though that was the date of my birthday but I wasn’t going to ask about it. We were in the wizarding world so I knew now that anything was possible. We watched as one of the goblins that worked there opened my safe. What we saw made our jaws drop. My safe was stock full of gold and silver coins. “Holy…” Andrew breathed out. “This is mine?” I asked in disbelief. Hagrid nodded and said, “Well yeah. Whose else safe do you think this is?” I shook my head and said, “No, I mean…where…did all of this money come from?” Hagrid looked at me confused then smiled and said, “This is your salary.” We blinked simultaneously and said, “SALARY?” “Yep. You are our protectors so you have to get rewarded somehow, am I right?” We nodded and Charity who still didn’t quite get it asked, “So wait, so we all have this much money in our safe too?” Hagrid nodded and said, “Every single one of you.”

This was just too much.

Michael laughed out loud and said, “Hell, put me to work now!” We all laughed and after I grabbed what I thought was enough to get everything I needed, we went to get everybody else’s money. This living like Chosen Ones was going to awesome! I smiled to myself and shook my velvet bag full of jangling coins.




Amber
After we got our full of our money, Hagrid then said that he had to leave to get ready for the 1st years and told us that we only had an hour and forty-five minutes to get all of our things and then we had to get to Platform 9 ¾ to catch the Hogwarts express. The keeper of keys then said his goodbyes left us to look around the alley. “All right guys, meet back here in a hour and thirty minutes.” Brittney said, and we split up.
We had to have about six textbooks and one pet. I already knew that I wanted a owl like Hedwig, but I ended up getting a beautiful golden owl that I named Stardust. When I got here into the cage, she called out to me and I smiled saying, “Hello, lovely. We’re going to be the best of friends.” I stroked her feathers and then we were off to Flourish and Blotts to get my textbooks.

Michael
I had decided to walk with Daniel since he obviously knew where to go. After getting our supplies we were walking and I noticed people looking at us and smiling. I frowned at them weirdly and turned to Daniel who was looking straight ahead. “Yo, Daniel. Why do you think everyone is smiling at us?” Daniel looked around then said casually, “I’m sure they know that we’re the Chosen Ones, Michael. We’re going to protect them. Even though we haven’t even done anything, its almost like they appreciate us for even coming out to help them.”
When he said that, a sudden rush of pride just rushed into my veins and I waved vigorously saying, “Yes, it is us!” Daniel looked at me in shock and pulled my arm down saying. “Stop that. We don’t need anymore attention than we already have, you dope!” I smiled embarrassed and we kept walking. I looked at my watch. “Time for us to meet up with the others.” We ran to the front of Diagon Alley where the other 5 were waiting for us.

Daniel
“Are we ready?” Brittney asked us. I looked around at everyone. They all had some kind of bundle in their arms. We looked like immigrants ready to explore some new place. I glanced down at my black bat, Bloodshot that I just bought from the Magical Menagerie. I know that it said we need to get either a owl, a cat or a rat, but I was never really good with following directions. Besides, I made a pretty damn good choice if I do say so myself. We all nodded confident that we were ready when all of a sudden, “Wait!” We all looked at Christian who had a confused expression on her face. “Aren’t we supposed to have wands?”

…Whoops.

The thought of wands had completely missed my mind and apparently it had missed everybody else’s too because they all were cursing and moaning about their missing supply.

“Come on! Maybe if we go now, we can make it to the train!”

We all ran after Brittney who was heading to Olivander’s, the wand making shop. When we got inside, we squinted our eyes to adjust to the dimly lit store. “Hello?” I called out, seeing nobody around. A old man soon came out and when he saw us, he gasped silently and replied, “You have arrived, Chosen Ones.” Most of us frowned while I whispered to Michael, “See? I told you everybody knew.” He nodded and we turned our attention to the man who I presumed to be Mr. Olivander. He came towards us with an mystified expression on his face.

Charity
Mr. Olivander frowned and asked, “What are you still doing in Diagon Alley? The Hogwarts Express leaves soon!” Brittney nodded and replied, “We were about to leave when we noticed that we forgot our wands. Can you help us get them?” Mr. Olivander rubbed his chin then announced, “You don’t really need wands.” We looked at him in surprise then Daniel said, “But it says we do in the supply list.” “Well, of course you need them for school, but with your powers I doubt you will need them for anything else.” We all looked at each other with uncertainty then waited as the wand maker replied, “I will make the orders for you, but your wands won’t be able to come for a while.” “Why not?” Brittney demanded. “They should be here already.” “Oh, no. You chosen ones have distinctive personalities and therefore need distinctive wands.

This was just too confusing for me. But what had to be done, had to be done. Mr. Olivander then said, “Now then, you must be the leader.” He pointed at Brittney who gave him wide eyes. “Leader? Me? Oh, no…I…” “Your wand, miss, is the Whitewing Wand.” He walked to us giving us all our wand names:

The names were so weird sounding but we didn’t get to ask him about it because Mr. Olivander rushed us out of the door ,“Hurry, hurry! The train will be here soon! Fly!” As we ran off, Brittney turned around and yelled, “When will we get our wands, sir?” Mr. Olivander smiled and said, “In about three days. Look for their coming.” “Thanks, bye!” Then we were off, running as fast as horses racing for first place at a derby. What would happen if we didn’t make it. How would we get to Hogwarts?


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Christian
We “flew” as Mr. Olivander put it to Kings Cross Station, the location of Platform 9 ¾. We stared up at the stone barrier between station 9 and 10. “We know what to do, guys. Let’s go!” Daniel yelled and we started running one at a time into the barrier. Finally it was my turn and I ran straight ahead into the barrier. A sign welcomed me saying, Platform Nine and Three Quarters and I slowed down behind Charity and my jaw dropped in fright.

THERE WAS NO TRAIN!

All that was there was a empty train track and a few people walking around, deep in conversation. If there was any time that I felt like an complete dumbass, believe me it was now. “No way.” Brittney mumbled in saddened shock. “Shit! Fuck and all those other cuss words!” Michael yelled, kicking his cart.
“Some Chosen Ones we are.” Daniel muttered, flopping down to the floor and sitting in a sulk. We sat there in a daze wondering how the hell we were going to get out of this when all of a sudden we heard, “Did you say you were Chosen Ones?” I turned and saw the guard coming towards us. We nodded and Brittney said, “We missed the train. How do we get to Hogwarts now?”

The guard smiled, took out a communication device and said, “They have arrived. Chosen Train can commence.” We frowned in puzzlement the gasped hearing the sound of a train whistle. Slowly, a silver and gold train with about 3 cars attached to it pulled into the station and slowed to a stop. “What is this?” Andrew asked. “This is your transportation. If you want to get to Hogwarts, I suggest you hurry and get on!” Not wanting to waste another minute we ran to the train and got in. As we finally got settled, the train started to move and I smiled. Things were finally starting to look up!