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12 Year-Olds Shouldn't Be Driving

Bloody hell. This can not be happening. The platform has always worked, always. Bill and Charlie managed to use it for they're seven years at Hogwarts. Why me!

"I think we'd better go and wait by the car," Harry said to me. "We're attracting too much atten--"

"HARRY! THE CAR!" I practically bounced up and down with excitement. "We can fly the car to Hogwarts!" Sure I'm only twelve, but how hard can driving a flying car really be? If Fred and George can do it then so can I.

We marched back to the Ford Anglia and stuffed our bags inside. "Let's go."

The invisible car lifted up into the air and I turned to my best friend and--

POP!

"Uh-oh," My eyes were the size of bludgers. "It's faulty--" I panicked and slammed my foot on the gas and let out wails of terror as we recklessly took off into the clouds. I was finally able to gain some control over the car and that's it. I could see the castle and now there's only one thing on my mind.

How in Merlin's name do I land this thing.