Well, 5th year at Hogwarts. We all know that that means.

O.W.L.S exams, which are like muggle SATs… except it’s for witches and wizards… and added stress. Yay.

You give your owl and trunk to the people who are loading them into the train and hug your parents one last time before boarding the train.

You join the other students waving goodbye to their families as the train slowly starts to pull away from King’s Cross Station, your parents blowing kisses to you.

After the station is out of sight, you’re trampled by a hoard of people rushing to get a compartment. You hide behind a corner to avoid losing any limbs… and your sanity, honestly.

When the crowd clears up, you start to look for a compartment to sit in for the train ride to Hogwarts.

As you walk down the aisles of the Hogwarts Express, you notice most of the compartments full. Others just slammed the door in your face when you tried to ask.

Rude.

As you walk by, you see a blonde boy in the same year as you sitting with a brunette. You figured the blonde is Scorpius Malfoy, son of Draco and Astoria Malfoy. The brunette is Albus Severus Potter, son of Harry and Ginny Potter.

You gently knock on the door and the two boys look up at you.