I woke up from a dream I had and started packing. After a few hours of fitting a cauldron into a backpack, I got my @ss up and walked to King''s Cross.

    I was suppose to go to Platform 9 and 3 Quarters. Couldn''t find it. I saw a kid walk through a brick barrier. So I decided to run after him.

    Suddenly, I was in Platform 9 and 3 Quarters. I got on the train. I saw a kid with brown hair and green eyes, as well as a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. I recognized him as that kid from a few years ago. So I sat next to him and said, "Hello there, my name is Jon End. What''s yours?"

    "My name''s Harry Potter."

    After talking for a while, a kid with red hair and freckles sat next to us. He told us his name was Ron. He seemed to be in wow of Harry. While he was talking I was thinking, ''Harry can''t possibly be famous for something like defeating a dark wizard as a baby! That''s just silly.''

    Turns out, that''s exactly what he did. I asked for the name of the dark wizard and Harry said, "His name is Vol-"

    "DON''T SAY IT!!!", Ron suddenly said.

    I was confused, "Why can''t he say it?"

    Ron stared me dead in the eye and after a while he said, "He just shouldn''t."

    So I said, "Okay, I''ll just find out later."

    Then a girl sat next to us and she introduced herself as Herminee or something like that. Anyways, she was prepared for school much more than I was.

    About a few years later I would realize that this was the start of just pure insanity.