At Platform Nine and Three-Quarters

Harry walked through the disguised pillar cutting Platform Nine and Three-Quarters off from the rest of Kings Cross Station and looked around the empty platform with a curious glance. He had been anticipating that this would be his first look at the rest of the magical world, having only met a giant woman named Hagard who had done most of his school shopping for him and Miss Ollivander, a kindly older woman who had helped him find a wand that suited him.

Nonetheless, he boarded the train and found a compartment near the front. Putting his trunk away and locking the door took him about half a minute, and checking the fully-analog watch that he was pretty sure would still work at Hogwarts revealed that he still had about an hour and a half before the train left for Hogwarts.

A few minutes of waiting while looking out the window bore no fruit, the platform remaining as empty as it had been when he walked onto it. It was with a sigh of disappointment that he pulled the window shade down and leaned back in his seat to take a quick nap. Hopefully, when he woke up, there would be something more interesting to look at.