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They arrived at Kings Cross station with what felt like a huge convoy of people. It seemed like the best idea to some, in keeping Harry Potter safe in this potentially fatal excursion was to bring as many people as possible to avoid detection. Harry thought this was a little ridiculous but wasn't bothered because at least Sirius got to come too - in his animagus form - much to Mrs Weasley's disagreement.

The black dog ran about as they stood in the parking lot waiting for everyone to arrive. When they got here they would all split up and enter in phases.

"Do we have to wait much longer?" Ron asked dejectedly. "It'll be eleven o'clock before long."

Mrs Weasley anxiously checked her watch while Sirius ran up to Harry, allowing him to pat his head. The blue car finally arrived and out poured Mr Weasley, Moody and the twins. They had been put in charge of luggage and Ginny could hardly hold in her giggle at the sight of Mad-Eye holding Hermione's fluffy cat, Crookshanks who was doing everything in his power to escape the arms folded around him.

"Sorry, Molly," Moody said sincerely, "The wretched cat wouldn't stay in the bloody car. Took as twenty minutes just to catch him – not that these two were much help." He gave a pointed look towards the twins.

Fred and George smirked and shrugged as if they knew nothing. Hermione apologised fiercely and ran up to take the cat back from Moody.

"Probably best you hold on to him, dear," said Mrs Weasley as she looked about, counting to make sure they had everyone. "Alright, time to go."

Lupin, who had been leaning against one of the cars walked over and announced that Ginny, George, Fred and he were to leave first, make sure no one was following or watching.

"Oh great!" Fred exclaimed. "We're the dispensable ones!" George continued.

Mrs Weasley glared at them, her eyes telling them to shut up. "Just get going would you. We've barely enough time as it is."

Fred and George didn't argue and simply picked up their trunks, turned on their heels and walked away quickly in mock outrage. Mrs Weasley rolled her eyes then checked her watch, "Okay, we're running a little late so in a few minutes the next group will go."

Tonks jumped up to stand in front of the slowly decreasing group.

"Wotcher, Harry," she said, winking. "You'll come with me as well as Hermione." Sirius barked, objecting, "And Sirius too, I guess then..."

Harry and Hermione grabbed their things, Hermione struggling to keep a hold of Crookshanks, still trying desperately to escape. They waited a few more minutes and then they set off.

Kings Cross was busy, just as it always was. Scattered throughout the moving crowds were people that Muggles, Uncle Vernon in particular, would consider 'odd' thought Harry as he spotted a small family carrying two cages with a tawny owl in each, much like his own that held Hedwig.

They reached the barrier between platforms nine and ten in good time, there was still at least 15 minutes until the train left. Hermione walked up first and subtly leaned through and ended up on the landing of Platform Nine and Three Quarters. She exhaled, relieved to see the familiar train. People gathered all around the platform, all saying goodbye to their loved-ones.

Hermione looked behind her and saw that the others still hadn't come through. She decided to go and find those who had already come through.

She made her way through the thick crowd, spotting a few of her classmates who were with their families saying teary good-byes. As she continued to search, she could find none of the others. She considered trying to go back to the barrier and wait for the next group but hesitated when she thought they may have already come through. The crowd seemed to have multiplied and she wasn't even sure which way she'd come… Perhaps she should just get on the train?

Suddenly she felt a tapping on her shoulder. She turned around and saw two familiar faces that happened to look almost absolutely identical!

"Not lost are we?" Chimed George, crossing his arms across his chest, eyebrows raised.

"Not like Hermione Granger to get lost is it, George?" Fred replied, looking quizzical at his brother.

Hermione crossed her arms in reply, "I wasn't lost. I'm just waiting…"

"Oh yes, just waiting. Well, George, we'd probably better let her wait in peace." Fred announced as he began walking away.

"Wait, no… Fine…" Hermione sighed reluctantly.

Fred turned back around, cupping his hand about his ear as he leaned forward, "I'm sorry, what was that? Are you admitting to being lost?"

"Maybe, perhaps, sort of…"

"That doesn't sound very definite."

"Fine! Yes! Happy?" Hermione asked exaggeratedly, rolling her eyes.

"Yes, very. Come on then." Fred said as he walked over to her and placed a hand on her back and began to guide her back to the rest of their group.

I'm trying to keep it fairly similar to the book as well as throwing in a few quotes here and there :)

Hope you enjoyed it and any feedback is much appreciated!