Alexander's father noticed the excited girl with a displeased scowl. "Muggles. Still can't believe Dumbledore allows muggles," He'd glance at his watch. "Time to go, son." Alexander smiled then turned his trolley and went onto the platform finally, almost getting swept up in the throng of wizards, witches, and muggles. He easily found his older brother, Charles, and the two waited for their time to board the train. Alexander stood out from his brother, being shorter- of course- but his features were much more pronounced than Charles'. They almost didn't look like family.