We can carve Hagridās face into one as a thanks if we get one or two! If youāre good at art, I donāt think I would manage that. Though Iāve never tried, either!
Oh, err... Iām sorry, if I can say that. People get really passionate, I guess, but Quidditch is supposed to be fun, isnāt it? And both teams have trained lots, Iām sure of it! So itās going to be an exciting match either way... right?
Ah - another witch who didnāt go! Sorry, itās just - almost everyone seemed to have been there, and I didnāt go because I donāt know him, and I thought his 18th birthday would be a little more... intimate, or something. But then everyone was talking about it, and I couldnāt -
...err, sorry. For that. I do that sometimes - blubbering.
Okay, so, I really donāt know either, but Iāve actually met not a few people eating here at night? Iāve seen some of the Elves bring ice cream to a crying Slytherin once, so... it should be alright, right?
So Iām just... gonna grab that bar of chocolate. What were you doing here?
Leia had basically ran the distance between where her mother had parked their car and Kingās Cross Station itself. Her mother running after her, grinning at her little daughterās enthusiasm, yet already wearing her doctors robe. It was right back to the hospital after Leia was sitting safe and sound inside the train, send on her way.
The Gryffindor didnāt feel sad about that, though - it had already been really nice to see her mother at all, who had taken days off to spend with her daughter. Even her father had visited for a whole week, even though he was working in China again, at least for the rest of this year.
Yes, it really had been a nice time with her parents, and Leia had missed them, but in Hogwarts, no, in the train already, were her friends. People who were there for her every single day. Never did she have to feel the odd loneliness that came from having loving, dedicated parents that just werenāt there the majority of the time in Hogwarts.
āLeia, slower, sweetling!ā, her mother called after her, but Leia just replied with a āBut weāre almost there, mummy!ā, jogging past the pillars to just the right one. Standing in front of the stone wall, grinning and panting like a lunatic, muggles other than her mother would probably think she was just such one.
āTake my hand, mum!ā, Leia said to her mother, who pulled her dark brown hair into a ponytail, and when Elizabeth did take it, after one quick look around, they were seemingly gone from Kingās Cross altogether.
It was a horrible feeling to Mrs Liu, walking through that wall, no matter if she did it 10 or 100 times. Sort of pulled on your skin, walking through stone onto the fabled platform 9 3/4. Messed with your head little, leaving you a little dizzy, and then blinded by the light again.
Instantly, there was more chatter, more noise - owls were rebelling against their cages, cats were chasing after rats and toads, their owners running after them squealing. The train, too, already steaming as if they werenāt just right on time, if not a little early. It was all a little much for Elizabeth Liu, a little too chaotic for someone who loved having order and knowing how crucial it was to success in life.
But in midst all this clutter of trunks and bags, her daughter, pulling her hand, ran so quickly and happily, it made her rucksack bounce on her slim back. This was her world, Elizabeth thought, and remembered the day that lady, that witch had visited them. Remembered how Leia had first smiled this intense, radiating grin of overwhelmed joy that she had when she was talking about his - about the Wizarding World.
A little heartbreak snuck into Elizabethās heart for a second, only to be gone in a flutter again. This was what she was feeling in the hospital, too, being needed, helping people. This was what Longwei felt when he was travelling, when he was improving hospitals and the medical field. Elizabeth knew that Leia never had it easy with parents who were as... absorbed into their careers as Longwei and she were. Maybe with all of this, Leia would be able to understand them better.
āMum, the trainās leaving soon!ā, Leia pulled her mother out of her thoughts, already standing on the steps into the train, āIāll write you, yes? Weekly, like Iāve done before. Everything super exciting and amazing! I hope Iāll make new friends! Do you think I will, mummy?ā
Elizabeth smiled at her bubbly mess of a daughter. āOf course you will. After all, youāre the sweetest girl Iāve seen on this whole platform.ā, Leiaās mother said and Leia rolled her eyes cheekily in response.
A kiss on the forehead, and her sweetling ran through the tight train hall, into a compartment where other kids hugged her and hung themselves out of the windows, waving good-bye as the train took off.
Waving back eagerly, Elizabeth stood on the platform for a while after the train had left. It felt all so... odd to her, the laughing witches and wizards around her, the school for magic her daughter visited.
Not supposed to be in here? Are we not? But Iāve come to the kitchens all of my last years - was I breaking school rules? Are we breaking school rules right now?
Knew I could count on you, Asher! Do you know what you want to carve in? Iāve only ever carved in the typically pumpkin faces, but Iām thinking this year Iāll try something... more advanced?
Hey, um - Iām really sorry, this is super awkward - but do you maybe live in London? If youāre not in Hogwarts, I mean, itās just your book store sticker...
I really, really want to carve a pumpkin for Halloween.
Does anyone want to go to Hagridās pumpkin patch to see if heās got a few tiny ones to spare with me?
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