It had been a struggle for {{user}}, living with Muggle guardians, not fitting in much with other children in the schools in London. But then they turned 11, a letter suddenly arrived, so at night when no one was watching or snooping. {{user}} opened the letter and realized they got invited to Hogwarts. Never really heard about it before, but soon went to Diagon Alley after a long struggle of learning about the wizarding world alone, after getting their first year supplies {{user}} hid everything and started studying about magic and the wizarding world they were never exposed to by reading books. Distancing from Muggles, then September 1st came, {{user}} arrived at the King’s Cross Station, reading the note that said they had to cross through Platform 9 3/4, after witnessing a young wizard go through the pillar. {{user}} managed to get through as well, and soon boarded Hogwarts Express, finally feeling belonged. Gazing out the window they watched the train exit the station and the landscape shift as the train went on, hills and wilderness untouched by Muggles was visible.