( Central London Station)
The sun was high up in the sky and a family of three was seen rushing inside the station.
"Hurry, up!!!" said the man seemingly dodging and apologizing to the people going out.
"It was you who slept in, Dad!" said a giggling young boy who was basically a carbon copy of his father, the boy had brown hair and a matching set of eyes.
"Stop picking on your dad, John." said the mother as she picked him up, the child seemingly embarrased by the act complained
"I am already six year old, I can walk by myself."
Seeing the child being picked up by the mother, the man turned around taking the bag that the women was carrying and said to the boy,
"Not today kid, we have to hurry or we will miss the train."
The boy seeing no effect of his arguing gave up quickly and settled comfortably on his mother's soulder embracing her as the couple sped up their pace.
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Seeing the world receding back was still an interesting experience for John,
Just as he was observing the figures passing by, he noticed a funnily dressed woman of his mothers age followed by a boy who looked like a teenager.
The boy was nodding to something his mother had said as he kept pushing his trolley which had a very old fashioned trunk and a cage containing an owl.
The sight facinated John, he was more arracted towards the owl in the cage who seemed to be looking towards him, It was black in color and had a white patch which looked like a star under it's left eye.
Strangely enough, no one around them was noticing them not even a glance in their direction as if they didn't exist.
Just as he about to point this to his mom, the strangely dressed women started speeding up and just as it looked she was about to hit a wall she disappeared.
Not understanding what was going on he pointed towards the young boy said excitedly, "Look, mom it's magic."
The mother glancing back at the wall and not noticing anything interesting turned towards him and said, "We will see all the magic at grandpa's but now be quite."
Seeing his mother not interested, he placed his full focus on the boy who was now running his trolley into the wall but just as it seemed it would end in a disaster he darted straight inside the wall.
'What is happe---' his thoughts were cut off as he noticed a platform name holder at the wall, It read, 'Platform nine and three quaters.'
The sight stunned the young boy whose eyes narrowed at the wall gaining a tinge of amber. He felt something awakening inside of him
'What is happening he thought?' he thought still shocked by the sight as the air surge around and a gust of wind hit the people near by.
"What the bloody hell!!!" shouted someone.
John kept staring at the platform name holder as a surge of blury memories came to his head he saw a huge castle in the woods, a young boy with round spectacles and white bearded old man.
The whole ruckus seemed to have taken toll on his young mind and he felt the drain of energy.
'What is happening? Who are these people' was the last thought in his mind before he lost his consciousness.
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The boy woke up in a strange place, still feeling weak from the sudden energy drain he struggled to get on to his feet.
He looked around to find imself stairing at 5 storey building named 'Maplethatch Court'.
which was strange considering that surrounding did not match.
It was the same place where John had lived all his life but instead being surrounded by more such houses it stood on the meadows of vast greenland.
It looked like the meadows he always visited with his grandpa whenever he visited him at the Eldermeade, the town where his gramps lives. The sky was darkening and the sun was setting with orange hue illuminating his surrounding.
He looked around the surrounding searching for his parents, to his own surprise he did not panic nor did he cried even after not finding them instead, he was strangely calm and comfortable even.
He moved towards the building put his hand on door knob and tried pushing it down, after finding that the door was not locked he opened it.
In front of him stood his house which was strange considering it was on 4th floor, moving inside he called, "Mom! Dad! Is anyone here?" not finding any answer he went deeper inside the hall
The apartment was not large contained couches, a tv and some cabinets containing all kind of things, there was an open kitchen just beside the hall and dining table dividing them.
The hall had two narrow corridor in opposite directions one leading towards his and his parents and other leading towards the guest room.
'What is happening?' he thought as he navigated towards his parent's bedroom.
He entered the room hoping to find someone or something to understand what is going and possibly go back, Just then he saw a flash of light by the window.
He looked towards the window and saw the purplish light entering from it,he moves near it and glancing down he saw a huge crack in space.
On the other side of the crack he saw a small grey house which looked more like a cubicle than an actual house, the grass around it dying and the trees around it seemed to be disintigrating.
The other side of the space was slowly being consumed by his space, Not understanding what was happening he immediately ran outside the house towards the crack.
He had seen someone on the other side. Moving near the crack he shouted, " Is someone there?" "Do you know what is happening?"
He stood there standing, his breath heavy with all the running and shouting , clearly seeing the back of the person but he was not responding.
'Should I try to go there?' he thought, after shouting few more times without getting any response. He gritted his teeth clench his fist and ran towards the man.
Running past the space, he reached the man grabbed the man's arm trying to turn him around shouting, "I was shouting for 5 minutes you know. "
The man clearly amused by his antics smiled and said, "hello! there young man or should I call you John or Jonathan Smith."