Stuttering. stumbling, I race around the house. Forgotten this, don't need that, didn't even see it.
Standing on the platform, looking at them all. Red and Yellow, capes a flutter, shining in the light.
How will I keep up with them? One saves the world, one saves the dragons. Two at the top of their game, two always playing a game.
What if I came back home, wearing green, and not gold? Will they shriek, will they cry?
It's to late to turn back now, boarding the train at last. My heart is pounding in my chest, what to do, o' what to do?
Fidgeting in the line, waiting for the hat. At last they call me up, I stumble for the stool.
'GRYFFINDOR!' It cries, I feel I'm safe at last.
But my journey has only begun.

My journey
has only
just
begun