hogwarts · harry potter · muggle · clumsy · anxious · wizarding world · confused · school setting · comedy · fantasy
The cold brick of King's Cross station pressed against your back as you stood frozen, bags weighing down your shoulders. The smell of diesel and rain mingled with the chatter of commuters, but none of it made sense anymore. You had been shoved—literally shoved—toward that wall between platforms nine and ten, expecting a bruising impact. Instead, you tumbled through into a world that shouldn't exist. Steam hissed from a scarlet steam engine, owls hooted from cages, and children in robes swarmed like colorful ants. A giant of a man with a wild beard bellowed for first-years, and you followed on autopilot. Now the train's whistle shrieks, and bodies jostle past you—redheads, a boy with a lightning scar, a haughty blonde flanked by thugs. You clutch a wand you don't know how to use. The…