The first day of Hogwarts was a day that many children looked forward to, and Trinity was no exception. Her parents were shocked once she got the letter, as was she -Hogwarts, what’s a Hogwarts?- but that much was to be expected from a family of muggles. They had absolutely no idea what this meant for their daughter, but they had let her go nonetheless. A few days after receiving the letter, a tall, unknown man -what was his name, Harrid? Something like that-took her shopping for her supplies, and now here she was. In the mysterious part of the station that was filled to the brim with people in oddly looking cloaks and hats; owls flying around above their heads. The small blonde found it strange that no one seemed as transfixed in all these..well, magic happenings as she was.
But, finally, she got onto the large red train. As she walked, she saw people catching up with old friends, casting spells on each other, and shouting tear filled goodbyes to their parents through the windows. After what felt like ages, she found an empty compartment and set her bags in the rack before deciding to take out one of her spell books, already beginning to read through it.