The Train on the move

{Hey I don't know if everyone should be first year since theres a mixture of grades here. But yeah if you do join, just please be first year and try not to take this seriously. It's just for fun.]

Danny Thompson walked nervously through the streets of the Draigon Alley or something made up word like that. He never understood any of this. Magic? More like a bunch of rubbish really. Man, he thought angrily at himself Not even a day in Britain and I already sound like one.. He was proud of his American heritage and hoped no one would even bring up where he was from. He didn't feel like getting made fun of because of his 'yankee accent'. No matter. He still had to go.
Danny, escorted by his mom and dad, walkd into the large train station feeling awkard about all his luggage. He looked like he was bring a piece of his house with him. Finally they reached the pillar that enabled him to get into the secret Platform 9 and three-quarters. He quickly looked left and right then charged at the wall with his parents behind him. He felt like he was walking through slime or something like that. Fianlly he looked and saw the train waiting to leave lookng impatient.
Danny said his goodbyes to his mom and dad then let one of the staff get his luggage. Nice people. Cautiously, he stepped up each step at a time and got into the train. He manuevered carefully though the halls found an empty train cart. He sighed softly in relief and then sat down on one of the seats. Christ it would be a long year.

[Darrens one year older than Danny, so he would be 2nd year right?]

[Yeah but i think it'd be a lot easier going if we were all first years. it'd be less confsuing at any rate]

[not to me.. that would just make it more confusing.]

[Meh alright.]