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⊹˚₊‧───────────‧₊˚⊹ The skies outside the window were different shades of blue-grey, with clouds of white and grey. In one particular house, a girl with light brown hair and brown eyes was visible out of a window. Her name was Iris Granger. She was reading a book she found in her older sister Hermione’s room. Hermione was a witch and was always at this school called Hogwarts. Iris wasn’t a witch, or so she thought, and still had to go to a muggle school. Today was the day Hermione was coming home from her first year at the school and Iris was overjoyed. “Iris!” A voice called from downstairs. Iris looked up from her book. “Yeah?” She called down. “It’s time to go!” Her mom said. “Oh! Coming!” Iris said, putting a bookmark in her book and grabbing a grey sweatshirt. She headed downstairs and her family went to the car. They drove to Kings Cross and went to platforms 9 and 10, they had to get to platform 9 3/4, which was where the Hogwarts Express was, so they ran through the brick wall between the two platforms. The platform was already crowded with a lot of wizard, half-blood, and even muggle families! A few minutes pass, and a train pulled into the station. Students started to load off the train and head to their families. Iris looked around for Hermione, which was nowhere to be seen yet. “Mum, can I go and look for ‘Mione?” “Yes, go ahead,” her mom said. Iris rushed into the crowd, looking for Hermione. As a small 10, almost 11 year old, she was trying not to get trampled by the taller people. Iris caught sight of Hermione and rushed over to her. Hermione was talking to these two other boys, that looked her age. One was red-headed, the other had dark brown hair. “Hermione!” Iris called. Hermione turned around. “Iris!” She called back and hugged her when Iris reached her. “I missed you!” Iris said. “I missed you too,” Hermione replied. “Uh, sorry to interrupt, but who is this?” The red-headed boy said. “Oh, Ron, this is my little sister, Iris. Iris, this is Ron,” Hermione said. “Harry, this is Iris, my little sister. Iris, that is Harry.” “Hi! Nice to meet you both!” Iris said. “Nice to meet you too!” Harry and Ron said. ⊹˚₊‧───────────‧₊˚⊹

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