The Train to Hogwarts.

It had been a long day, to sum it up.

First Snape's nearly night-long lecture of what was and wasn't allowed at Hogwarts. I remembered every last detail.... until I woke the next morning. Oh well, I thought; I'll remember in time.

 I waited at the train station for nearly six hours. Snape was gone by the time I woke up in the morning, and I had nothing to do but take my luggage and wait for the train.

Six hours went by very slowly.

The train rolled in. By then, the platform 9 and Three Quarters was crowded with young wizards and wizarding parents alike. There was an overwhelming amount of emotion that cramped the air and tasted sickly in my mouth. I tasted nervousness, excitement, anxiety, worry, pride.... I wished to spit it out. I already missed the emotionless, dreary atmosphere of Snape and mine's home.
I climbed onto the train, suitcase in one hand, owl cage in the other. My owl, my little screech owl Banshee, perched on my shoulder, looking around the crowded train impassively. I found myself an empty compartment and slid in, placing my luggage above my head and scratching Banshee beneath his chin with a finger. I took a deep breath of the drab atmosphere. Excitement still seeped in from the rest of the train, but it was better than how the platform had been. At least here I felt able to breath,

But we were not alone for long. Soon, another girl, tall, and therefore much taller than me, came in. Her name was Cassandra, or Cassie. She wasn't half bad. Soon after another joined us. Lucifer, a boy with changing hair and the most vulgar array of chipper emotions and a mouth that could talk forever, sat down in our compartment without so much as asking. But after a few hours, I became tolerable to his personality and running mouth. I grew rather fond of the two. These two were what Snape called "friends" of me. My very first, aside from Banshee. It was pretty nice to have them.

The train rolled to a stop. It was beginning to get dark. We filled out of our compartments with our luggage and  pets. Banshee flew off once I was out of the train. I didn't pay much attention. He'd be back once he'd gone hunting. But for me, I still had a lot ahead of me.