Brie's P.O.V
I balled up my dress robes and stuffed them into my trunk. I put my American Pygmy Puff in his cage and I whip my head towards my slowly opening door. My red hair falls in my face and I catch a glimpse of my big brother, Georgie. He gestures for me to sit down and I look at him curiously. "There are two things you need to know for going into Hogwarts. One: with how pretty you are," he started, and I blushed, "a lot of boys will want to claim you. I will NOT allow either of my baby sisters to be corrupted by some popularity hungry idiots." he said. I fiddled with the hem of my hunter green and gold embroidered dress. "And number two," he said, his face growing into a proud grin, "I will always be your awesome big brother, no matter what. So don't be nervous." He grabbed my hand, gently but firmly, to make me stop playing with my dress worriedly. "What if Daddy doesn't come like he promised? What if he forgot about his favorite little princesses? What if-" I was then rudely interrupted, "He won't, but if he does, I will be there, so never fear!" He stood up, grabbed a robe on the top of my trunk and tied it on his back. He stuck his fist in the air and ran out shouting, "Super Georgie! Super Georgie!" I rolled my eyes and I continued packing. "Kids, are you ready?" Mummy asks up the stairs. "Um....almost!"I yell back down, walking out into the hallway and sticking my head in my twin sister's room. "You worried about Daddy, too?" I ask. She nods. "Georgie came in to give me a pep talk. What about you?" she asked, sitting on her trunk. "Yep....I'm kinda scared about the sorting, too." I said nervously. If I couldn't tell anyone else in the world my problems, my sister was always there. "Yeah...what if we get into Slytherin?' she asked. "GIRLS!" Mummy yells, and we run down the stairs, tugging our trunks behind us. I met my family downstairs, and we piled into the car. When we got there, Mummy directed me and Kellie to run through a brick wall in between two platforms. My baby brother, Layklen, cried when he heard the loud steam train, but I thought it was marvelous. I then saw a tall, red headed man standing near the end of the platform. "Daddy!" Kellie and I ring out, synchronized, as usual. He beams at us, and gives us a big hug. "I love you." he whispered in our ears. "But one thing," he started, his face growing serious, "Prank more than me and your uncle did. And don't get caught!" he added, seeing our scared faces. We hugged our Mummy and baby brother and ran onto the train. We found a compartment and shared a content smile. The compartment door opened and a girl our age with bleach blonde hair and pink, weird glasses on stuck her head in and asked, "Can I sit with you? Everywhere else is full." I smile warmly at her, and say, "Of course!" She sits next to me and sparks a conversation about Nargles. "My name is Mallory Scamander, by the way." She said, her voice far off. "Brie." I say. "Kellie." My twin says, and the trolley lady comes by, offering us licorice wands. Maybe this year won't be so bad after all.....