WanderingJester
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Under the blue sky dotted with fluffy clouds, the sunlight shone down on a bustling train platform. The day finally came that both filled parents with happy anticipation and dread: the day their kids' school year started.
On the tracks sat a bright red steam engine, with many carts pulling behind it. White smoke, not dissimilar from the clouds above, puffed out from its chimney. On the side of the engine, the Hogwarts emblem flashed with the words "Hogwarts Railway" clearly underneath. On the platform itself, the scene could best be described as a mild form of organized chaos. Children and teenage students ran back and forth from the train to their parents, perhaps going back to say goodbye once more to their loved ones, or just forgot something behind.
Danny sighed as he stepped on Platform 9 3/4 once more, and began looking for the path of least resistance through all the commotion. Behind him, his father watched with amusement the concentrated look on his son's face, while at the same time doing a quick look around the platform himself. Martin Alberton was no Mad Eye Moody when it came to paranoia, but when your significant other was almost raped in your own home in front of your eldest, it tend to leave a type of fire in your veins. One would never be able to tell from looking at his smiling wife beside him though, with one arm around her husband's waist and the other hand holding their crying daughter.
Finding what he was looking for, Danny turned back and nodded to his parents before leading them forward. Though it might have taken longer than just heading straight for the train, the Alberton did managed to skirt around most of the denser crowds as well as some... undesirables. Martin's split second glare at the back of Lucius Malfoy's head seemed ever bit as powerful to his attentive daughter as an Unforgivable, even though her eyes were still clotted with tears. Still the four made it to the side of the train by a compartment, and Danny turned around to kneel in front of his little sister, who let go of their mother's hand to throw both arms around his neck.
"I-I want to come too!" Melody Alberton sobbed into her brother's neck, "please don't leave me behind again!" Danny ran a hand up and down her back.
"Hey, it's ok Melly. You'll be fine with mom and dad and before you know it, it's next year and you'll becoming on the train with me. If you'll be a good girl I'll send you a bag full of candy from Honeydukes right after the first Hogsmeade weekend, ok?"
The girl sniffed and looked up at him, "A big bag?"
Danny couldn't help but laugh, "Sure thing."
"Promise?"
"Pink promise." They locked their pinkies, and for the first time that day Melody had a smile on her tear streaked face. She finally let go of her brother so that he could stand up and bid farewell to their parents. He had a small smile that matched his mother's sad one, and after a hug turned to his father. The man looked at him with a stony look. Martin had never been an emotional in front of his children. He left that part to Shelly, while he made sure both of them had logic and pragmatism instilled in them. Yet his eyes now gazed upon Danny with determination, saying all the words that his mouth refused to, as with both previous times he sent off his son.
Martin gave a stiff nod, held out his hand and said, "Be safe. Stay in touch."
Danny, with a fire in his own eyes, nodded back and gave his father a firm handshake, "Always." With that the third year grabbed his owl cage containing Nettle, his hawk owl, with his trunk already shrunk in his pocket. With another look and wave to his family on the platform, Danny boarded the train.
Back on the platform, while Melody was still waving frantically at her now disappeared brother, Shelly gave a smack on her husband's shoulder. In a low voice so that her daughter wouldn't hear, she hissed, "Would it kill you to show some affection to your only son?" She gave Martin a glare, which to his credit he did look a bit ashamed of himself.
"No, it's just... you know me Shelly. I'm no good at these things." Martin looked thoughtful with a frown on his face, before turning and surveying the environment as an excuse to not look at his angry wife at the moment.
Shelly was having none of that. "Well you had better start learning! It's his third year already! Before we know it he'll be graduating and moving out of the house. Don't alienate our son!" Martin sighed as they turned and began heading out of the platform to beat the rush later, passing a group of redheads that just came through with a raven haired boy. It seemed that he'll be sleeping on the couch again, at least for tonight.
@Ayuna Kusado
On the tracks sat a bright red steam engine, with many carts pulling behind it. White smoke, not dissimilar from the clouds above, puffed out from its chimney. On the side of the engine, the Hogwarts emblem flashed with the words "Hogwarts Railway" clearly underneath. On the platform itself, the scene could best be described as a mild form of organized chaos. Children and teenage students ran back and forth from the train to their parents, perhaps going back to say goodbye once more to their loved ones, or just forgot something behind.
Danny sighed as he stepped on Platform 9 3/4 once more, and began looking for the path of least resistance through all the commotion. Behind him, his father watched with amusement the concentrated look on his son's face, while at the same time doing a quick look around the platform himself. Martin Alberton was no Mad Eye Moody when it came to paranoia, but when your significant other was almost raped in your own home in front of your eldest, it tend to leave a type of fire in your veins. One would never be able to tell from looking at his smiling wife beside him though, with one arm around her husband's waist and the other hand holding their crying daughter.
Finding what he was looking for, Danny turned back and nodded to his parents before leading them forward. Though it might have taken longer than just heading straight for the train, the Alberton did managed to skirt around most of the denser crowds as well as some... undesirables. Martin's split second glare at the back of Lucius Malfoy's head seemed ever bit as powerful to his attentive daughter as an Unforgivable, even though her eyes were still clotted with tears. Still the four made it to the side of the train by a compartment, and Danny turned around to kneel in front of his little sister, who let go of their mother's hand to throw both arms around his neck.
"I-I want to come too!" Melody Alberton sobbed into her brother's neck, "please don't leave me behind again!" Danny ran a hand up and down her back.
"Hey, it's ok Melly. You'll be fine with mom and dad and before you know it, it's next year and you'll becoming on the train with me. If you'll be a good girl I'll send you a bag full of candy from Honeydukes right after the first Hogsmeade weekend, ok?"
The girl sniffed and looked up at him, "A big bag?"
Danny couldn't help but laugh, "Sure thing."
"Promise?"
"Pink promise." They locked their pinkies, and for the first time that day Melody had a smile on her tear streaked face. She finally let go of her brother so that he could stand up and bid farewell to their parents. He had a small smile that matched his mother's sad one, and after a hug turned to his father. The man looked at him with a stony look. Martin had never been an emotional in front of his children. He left that part to Shelly, while he made sure both of them had logic and pragmatism instilled in them. Yet his eyes now gazed upon Danny with determination, saying all the words that his mouth refused to, as with both previous times he sent off his son.
Martin gave a stiff nod, held out his hand and said, "Be safe. Stay in touch."
Danny, with a fire in his own eyes, nodded back and gave his father a firm handshake, "Always." With that the third year grabbed his owl cage containing Nettle, his hawk owl, with his trunk already shrunk in his pocket. With another look and wave to his family on the platform, Danny boarded the train.
Back on the platform, while Melody was still waving frantically at her now disappeared brother, Shelly gave a smack on her husband's shoulder. In a low voice so that her daughter wouldn't hear, she hissed, "Would it kill you to show some affection to your only son?" She gave Martin a glare, which to his credit he did look a bit ashamed of himself.
"No, it's just... you know me Shelly. I'm no good at these things." Martin looked thoughtful with a frown on his face, before turning and surveying the environment as an excuse to not look at his angry wife at the moment.
Shelly was having none of that. "Well you had better start learning! It's his third year already! Before we know it he'll be graduating and moving out of the house. Don't alienate our son!" Martin sighed as they turned and began heading out of the platform to beat the rush later, passing a group of redheads that just came through with a raven haired boy. It seemed that he'll be sleeping on the couch again, at least for tonight.
@Ayuna Kusado