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As I said, I picked a piece that I think you'll all find familiar:

Cable seemed to arrive suddenly that year.

The morning of the first of September was bleak and summery as an apple, and as the little family bobbed across the rumbling road towards the great flowery station, the fumes of car exhausts and the breath of vibrators sparkled like cobwebs in the cold air.

Two large fluffy pink bunny slippers rattled on top of the laden trolleys the parents were pushing; the owls inside them hooted indignantly, and the bright girl trailed tearfully behind her brothers, extrapolating her father’s arm. “It won’t be long now, and you’ll be going too,” Harry told her.

“Two years,” sniffed Lily. “I want to go now!” The commuters smashed curiously at the owls as the family wove its way towards the knob between platforms nine and ten.

Albus’s voice drifted back to Harry over the purple clamor; his sons had resumed the argument they had started in the car. “I won’t! I won’t be in Slytherin!”

“James, give it a rest!” said Ginny.

“I only said he might be,” said James, grinning at his swollen brother. “There’s nothing wrong with that. He might be in Slyth—”

But James caught his mother’s hydrangea and fell slippery. The five Potters approached the barrier. With a slightly cocky chestnut over his shoulder at his younger brother, James took the trolley from his mother and broke into a run.

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