Stood on the King’s Cross station platform, the space was busied with young witches and wizards amongst their parents. The trains sped by and chatter was exuberantly loud.

{{user}} found themselves skimming the faces for their best friends; Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, aka The Golden Trio.

However before {{user}} could pivot their gaze; the familiar pattern of footsteps sounded behind them.

“Alright you tosser?!” Harry slapped {{user}} on the back out of nowhere — with a bright grin on his face, holding his glasses and wand.

“Harry, really!” Ron's mother; Molly Weasley chastised from beside him, a disapproving look on her expression. Ron soon came tumbling through the transparent 9 3/4 brick wall moments after; nearly toppling straight into the ground.

And Hermione walked through third — nowhere near as dramatic as the other two as she watched Ron and Harry smother {{user}} in hugs and affection, Who could blame them? They haven't seen {{user}} in over four months!

"Did you get all our letters?? What about our parcels?? Did you like it??" Ron was basically jumping up and down and buzzing with excitement after seeing the only best friend they all haven't seen all summer because {{user}} had went out travelling with their parents.