"Moooooooooon!" Hermione called. "You lost her again?" Ron asked. "It's not like you're helping." She replied sassily. Harry chuckled and then saw the dirty blonde hair. "Moon!" He called out. She spun around and saw them. She walked towards them and Hermione grabbed her arm. "Don't leave."  "Let's go." Ron said. The four sat in between station nine and ten. "Aren't you surprised we're here?" Ron asked.

"No. Hermione has been talking about this for the past month." Moon replied. "Of course she has." Harry said jokingly. "So what do we do? Wait for a magic train?" Moon asked. "Exactly." Hermione said. A few minutes later a train whistled, even though there wasn't one. "Now this parts kinda crazy." Ron said. Harry ran into a wall and disappeared. Moon's jaw dropped. "Just be confident." Hermione said. She grabbed Ron's arm and the two ran, disappearing into the brick wall. Moon gulped.

Shut your mouth fear. Hermione will be a prick if you don't. Moon took a deep breath and ran. She closed her eyes as she got to the wall and SWOOSH she opened her eyes and was standing in front of a train. The other three were smiling and waiting for her. She grinned.
They found a section the four could sit at. "A lady will come with chocolate frogs and Bertie Bott's every flavored beans. Harry is totally rich, he'll buy you something." Ron said.

"Don't give away my money!" Harry scolded. Just then a slap against a wall sounded. The four turned their heads and their eyes landed on a tall boy with blonde hair. "Hey freaks. Who's the new girl?" Ron looked furious, Harry simply glared, and Hermione spoke up. "That's my SISTER, Malfoy." She said. "Ahh, so another mudblood." He smirked. "Shut up!" Harry shouted. "Train 9 3/4 departing in one minute, please sit down!" The train director announced. Draco winked and left.
"That's Malfoy. Avoid him." Hermione said.

-Switch POV-

"Wren, I've told you how to get on the train, right?" Snape asked. "Yep, hit my head on a wall and die." She replied. He sighed and walked with her towards the brick wall. "Go." She grinned. "Is it murder if my dad ordered me to run into a brick wall?" She asked. He glared. "Fine." She turned and walked towards the brick wall. "Weeeee!" She ran the last few feet and disappeared through the wall. Severus sighed and followed her. "Hey are a million people gonna bother us?" She asked. "Only if they notice me." He said before putting a hood on and sliding on sunglasses. "Okay, lead the way gangster." She said, moving to the side so Severus could head to the back of the train.

They managed to get to the back without anyone recognizing them. He sat at a table and she sat across from him. They sat in silence until the train stopped. "Okay find someone to sit in a boat with you. Preferably not Potter. I have to meet up with the other teachers." He said before patting her on the head and leaving... "Well that sucks, you can come with me Ms. Snape." Wren looked up and saw Draco and two other tall teens. "This is Crabe and Goyle. Let's go." Slightly concerned Wren got up and followed the trio of Slytherins. They stepped off the train and a boy chased his noisy frog. Draco pulled the kid back by the back of his robes and smirked. The boy's eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. "What's wrong Longbottom? Frog in your throat?" Draco asked before letting the smaller kid chase his frog again. As they walked away Wren spoke up. "What was that for?" She asked. Draco looked confused. "What?" He asked. "That kid." She replied. "Ah, that's Neville Longbottom. Don't worry, you'll learn to hate him." Wren nodded so he'd look away.

She had a feeling she chose the wrong people to follow. They stepped into a boat, which shook when Crab and Goyle stepped in, making Wren almost fall over. "Careful Ms. Snape, there's eels." Draco said, his voice sounded twisted.
"You don't have to call me that. I'd much prefer you call me Wren." She said. He clicked his tongue. "You're named after a bird?" He asked. "Yeah, thank goodness it's not Raven or Crow."

"Right. Well Wren, welcome to Hogwarts." Draco actually had a small, genuine smile. There was three lit candles on each boat, sort of a fire hazard, except that someone who knew a dousing spell had to be on the boat. "So uh...Crabe and Goyle. Are you guys...third years too?" Wren asked. Crab nodded and Goyle grunted. "They don't really talk." Malfoy informed her. "Oh." She looked forwards...