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It
did
n't
come
...
he
kept
on
running
...
he
opened
his
eyes
.
A
scarlet
steam
engine
was
waiting
next
to
a
platform
packed
with
people
.
A
sign
overhead
said
Hogwarts
'
Express
,
eleven
o'clock
.
Harry
looked
behind
him
and
saw
a
wrought-iron
archway
where
the
barrier
had
been
,
with
the
words
Platform
Nine
and
Three-Quarters
on
it
,
He
had
done
it
.
Smoke
from
the
engine
drifted
over
the
heads
of
the
chattering
crowd
,
while
cats
of
every
color
wound
here
and
there
between
their
legs
.
Owls
hooted
to
one
another
in
a
disgruntled
sort
of
way
over
the
babble
and
the
scraping
of
heavy
trunks
.
The
first
few
carriages
were
already
packed
with
students
,
some
hanging
out
of
the
window
to
talk
to
their
families
,
some
fighting
over
seats
.
Harry
pushed
his
cart
off
down
the
platform
in
search
of
an
empty
seat
.
He
passed
a
round-faced
boy
who
was
saying
,
"
Gran
,
I
've
lost
my
toad
again
.
"
"
Oh
,
Neville
,
"
he
heard
the
old
woman
sigh
.
A
boy
with
dreadlocks
was
surrounded
by
a
small
crowd
.
"
Give
us
a
look
,
Lee
,
go
on
.
"
The
boy
lifted
the
lid
of
a
box
in
his
arms
,
and
the
people
around
him
shrieked
and
yelled
as
something
inside
poked
out
a
long
,
hairy
leg
.
Harry
pressed
on
through
the
crowd
until
he
found
an
empty
compartment
near
the
end
of
the
train
.
He
put
Hedwig
inside
first
and
then
started
to
shove
and
heave
his
trunk
toward
the
train
door
.
He
tried
to
lift
it
up
the
steps
but
could
hardly
raise
one
end
and
twice
he
dropped
it
painfully
on
his
foot
.
"
Want
a
hand
?
"
It
was
one
of
the
red-haired
twins
he
'd
followed
through
the
barrier
.
"
Yes
,
please
,
"
Harry
panted
.
