Platform 9 3/4

Asteria P.O.V.

Going to Diagon Alley was interesting, to say the least. Most of it wasn't worth taking note of. We arrived at the inn we're staying in, most of us happy that it was over. Annabeth looked like the only person trying to figure out what was going on.

"So how are we supposed to get to Hogwarts?" Annabeth says.

It was just me, Annabeth, and Percy sitting in their room. I was organizing everyone's things when I shrugged my shoulder. Then there was an owl coming from the window with a letter. Annabeth and I looked at each other and I took the note. The letter looks like it was from Hogwarts, but I could barely read it. I hand it to Annabeth. She read it quietly and then smiled.

"It said we got to send a letter to them saying we will attend," Annabeth says.

"That's great. So when do we go?" I ask.

"September 1. We have to catch the train on platform 9¾."

"Well, we have two weeks to go."

I leave hoping that this quest goes on a good start.

Third Person P.O.V.

Everyone was asleep. Hecate teaching them all the knowledge of this new world. That was why the next two weeks were a bore. Nothing happened. That was until the day they had to get to platform 9¾.

All the demigods were at King's Cross, not a single one knew where the damn platform was.

"There is no platform 9¾. There is only platform 9 and platform 10," Percy says.

Everyone looked tired of trying to find the platform. That was until Asteria noticed something similar to the Mist on the wall that she ran towards it with her stuff and disappeared.

"Of course you got to run into the wall to get to the platform," Percy says.

Each one of the demigods ran through the wall. Asteria waving them to come on to the train. She was smiling. Nothing stopping her from being as carefree as can be. Maybe that's why they all accepted the warmth of her smile. This was to be an easy quest. Or so they thought.