When September Comes...
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hp_misfitficsTitle: When September Comes
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auntbijou
Rating: G
Summary: Muggles aren’t quite as oblivious as they seem.
Warning: You might wanna put that drink down….
Words: 588
Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful Potterverse, J.K. Rowling does. I just like to play with them for a while.
A/N: Inspired byelanor’s “Mind the Gap,” which I enjoyed greatly.
Every September the first, it’s the same thing. Every single time. Twenty six years, I been working here, and it’s always the same. Oddly dressed people come out of the seeming woodwork with kids in tow, loading trunks onto trolleys, and their pets!! You wouldn’t believe the animals these kids have! Owls, toads, cats, little puffy balls of fur like them Tribbles from that Star Trek show, odd little dogs what look like Jack Russells, but… they got two tails, every single one of ‘em. Though, sometimes, mind you, the parents come back with them dogs, like they’re not allowed or something.
And the parents! You ought to see them! Dressed in every color of the rainbow, they are, and all floaty, or looking like they’re going to some costume party. And the hats they wear! First time I saw them in their robes, I thought it was some sort of church choir convention, but no, old Penny, what used to sell the newspapers, she told me no, it was some sort of school or other. Warty pigs or something, I don’t remember. She seemed fair tickled by that, but, I dunno. Never made right sense to me.
Thing is, they all come in, like no one’s going to notice them. They just all waltz right in, brazen as you please, jabbering away about don’t forget to write, do you have your wand, I packed your spellbooks under your robes, wait, I forgot my cauldron… I mean really! Do they think we can’t hear them? Of course, I wonder if they think we’re not important enough to notice. Like we’re bushes or summat.
Of course, some parents and kids look normal, but you can tell, they’re going to the same place. They have the same big trunks, the same odd pets, but they look nervous, or scared, or just… extremely excited. I dunno, but I wonder sometimes. Are they like us… but like them, too?
Thing is, I watch them. They go to platform nine and pause, then walk right into the wall between platform nine, and platform ten and disappear. Sometimes, me and my mates, we take bets on which ones will go through, and which ones will bounce off, ‘cos it happens sometimes, you know. One year, I remember, this little black-haired chappie with glasses and the brightest green eyes you ever saw, and this sort of lanky red-head both ran at the wall, and bounced right off, making the most awful racket! Got their bells fairly rung, I can tell you that. Robert Entwhistle, who was working the lines that time, wound them up with a “What do you think you were doing?” Worth a good laugh, that was, and we laughed at the pub for a while. They were so shocked, and then tried so hard to act normal, like they weren’t one of those odd ones that go through the wall. Like we don’t notice! I’ve worked here twenty-six years!! And I can tell you, they’re here like clockwork, every September 1st. One of these days, when someone asks me where Platform 9 and ¾’s is, instead of giving the patented answer of, “Of course there’s no such platform, don’t be ridiculous, think you’re being funny, do you?” I may just say, “Why don’t you just walk to that wall there between platform 9, and platform 10, and run at it as fast as you can with your cart, and close your eyes and see what happens?”
Must think we’re blind. Bloody wizards.
Author:
auntbijouRating: G
Summary: Muggles aren’t quite as oblivious as they seem.
Warning: You might wanna put that drink down….
Words: 588
Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful Potterverse, J.K. Rowling does. I just like to play with them for a while.
A/N: Inspired by
elanor’s “Mind the Gap,” which I enjoyed greatly.Every September the first, it’s the same thing. Every single time. Twenty six years, I been working here, and it’s always the same. Oddly dressed people come out of the seeming woodwork with kids in tow, loading trunks onto trolleys, and their pets!! You wouldn’t believe the animals these kids have! Owls, toads, cats, little puffy balls of fur like them Tribbles from that Star Trek show, odd little dogs what look like Jack Russells, but… they got two tails, every single one of ‘em. Though, sometimes, mind you, the parents come back with them dogs, like they’re not allowed or something.
And the parents! You ought to see them! Dressed in every color of the rainbow, they are, and all floaty, or looking like they’re going to some costume party. And the hats they wear! First time I saw them in their robes, I thought it was some sort of church choir convention, but no, old Penny, what used to sell the newspapers, she told me no, it was some sort of school or other. Warty pigs or something, I don’t remember. She seemed fair tickled by that, but, I dunno. Never made right sense to me.
Thing is, they all come in, like no one’s going to notice them. They just all waltz right in, brazen as you please, jabbering away about don’t forget to write, do you have your wand, I packed your spellbooks under your robes, wait, I forgot my cauldron… I mean really! Do they think we can’t hear them? Of course, I wonder if they think we’re not important enough to notice. Like we’re bushes or summat.
Of course, some parents and kids look normal, but you can tell, they’re going to the same place. They have the same big trunks, the same odd pets, but they look nervous, or scared, or just… extremely excited. I dunno, but I wonder sometimes. Are they like us… but like them, too?
Thing is, I watch them. They go to platform nine and pause, then walk right into the wall between platform nine, and platform ten and disappear. Sometimes, me and my mates, we take bets on which ones will go through, and which ones will bounce off, ‘cos it happens sometimes, you know. One year, I remember, this little black-haired chappie with glasses and the brightest green eyes you ever saw, and this sort of lanky red-head both ran at the wall, and bounced right off, making the most awful racket! Got their bells fairly rung, I can tell you that. Robert Entwhistle, who was working the lines that time, wound them up with a “What do you think you were doing?” Worth a good laugh, that was, and we laughed at the pub for a while. They were so shocked, and then tried so hard to act normal, like they weren’t one of those odd ones that go through the wall. Like we don’t notice! I’ve worked here twenty-six years!! And I can tell you, they’re here like clockwork, every September 1st. One of these days, when someone asks me where Platform 9 and ¾’s is, instead of giving the patented answer of, “Of course there’s no such platform, don’t be ridiculous, think you’re being funny, do you?” I may just say, “Why don’t you just walk to that wall there between platform 9, and platform 10, and run at it as fast as you can with your cart, and close your eyes and see what happens?”
Must think we’re blind. Bloody wizards.
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Date: 2007-10-28 10:23 pm (UTC)Congrats, you have the esteemed honor of being the first person besides me to post anything here!
I love this, it's so cute and very funny:)
I'm so happy that you decided to post and share with this fledgling community!
Thank you, thank you so much:)
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Date: 2007-10-28 11:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-29 12:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-29 12:04 am (UTC)Bloody wizards lol
xxx
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Date: 2007-10-30 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-30 02:49 am (UTC)Anyway, I do love this perspective! I could see them all sitting around the pub laughing about Harry and Ron crashing into the barrier! LOL
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Date: 2007-10-30 03:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-03 08:22 pm (UTC)off to read the second part now!
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Date: 2007-11-08 02:21 am (UTC)I love it! Of course someone must notice.