[b]Hiroshi Yukimora|Kings cross[/b] Hiroshi walked through kings cross, unwillingly lost. As if he wasn't out of place as it was, a lonesome Japanese boy walking through a train station with a cart of tiny business suite cases. All the suite cases were of course magic, bigger on the inside. Hiroshi continued to walk up and down Kings Cross, crossed that his mother. The one person who had wanted him to go to Hogwarts wasn't able to take him and see him off. Something to do with the team wanting to do some extra practice before the season started. ([i]In Japanese[/i]) [color=0054a6] "Be a good boy, she said. You'll do fine she said. Platform 9 (3/4) wouldn't be to hard to find she said. From all the days she could have gone to work."[/color] Hiroshi grumbled to himself as he continued to walk up and down Kings Cross. As Hiroshi was about to give up, he turned around astonished to see a young boy run straight into a brick wall and disappear. Hiroshi smacked himself on the forehead for not noticing the brick wall that had a tiny sign that said 9 (3/4) above it. He slowly pushed his cart towards the wall. Even though Hiroshi knew that he would pass through the wall, a slow unnerving feeling crawled up his spine. He took a big gulp, and calmly pushed his cart through the wall, with him following behind it. The next time Hiroshi blinked, he was at totally different place compared to where he was a second ago. He was on a different platform, brimming with life. Children and parents, with carts carrying the oddest of commodities, but what took his breath away the most was the big red train that read "Hogwarts express". After figuring out where his luggage would be stored, he boarded on the train not knowing what to find or expect. There he found himself walking up and down the aisles of the train, trying to find an empty compartment. He walked up and down a couple of times, realizing most of the compartments were already full. He continued to walk until he came across compartment 2. Inside he saw 3 other boys already chatting with one and another. He didn't want to disturb the conversation they were already having, but he didn't want to stand for the entire ride either. He sighed, and tapped on the window of the compartment. [color=0054a6]"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt. Do you have room for one more?"[/color]