Hogsmeade Station looks to be on the outskirts of a little village. The train platform is small and dark, with the sun well and truly set by now, so it's easy to spot the bright lantern as it approaches - not from the direction of the village, but by a dark forest path leading the opposite way, and being carried by Mr. Hagrid. He whistles, loudly, to get the children's attention, and calls, "First years over here!"
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" - oh." He goes a bit red. "I didn't mean anything by it."
Ron rolls his eyes.
"It was mean," Hermione says. "You owe him an apology."
"...yeah, all right," Ron accedes, a little sullenly.
Hermione nods, and spins around swishily, and goes to sit down next to Harriet.
"...Morning," she says, voice quiet.
"Good morning!" Her voice is still a bit prim, but with no ire directed toward her.
Tentatively: "How'd you sleep?"
"I was too excited to fall asleep for a while, I can't wait to start learning magic." She bounces a little.