The Hogwarts Express Saves the Day
Disclaimer: I don't own either Harry Potter or the Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends Series. Those belong to Ms. Rowling and Reverend Wilbert Awdry and Christopher Awdry . The only thing I do own is my collection of Trains. I have no intention of profiting off this story.
Hannah, the Hogwarts Express worked the line between London Kings Cross Station and Hogsmeade bringing children to and from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was a large scarlet engine with gold trim, an impressive smoke stack and sturdy wheels. Her coaches were also painted scarlet and had expansion charms on them and had been with her from the beginning of her service to England's Wizarding world.
She ran six times a year in England and the rest of the time she worked on the island of Sodor where she had originally come from. The drivers, conductors, and trolley lady were also from the Island of Sodor where everything, even the trains were magical.
When she wasn't taking children to and from magical school, Hannah drove one of the express trains on the island. She was friends with Gordon the big green Express Engine, and all the engines respected her. She had been around for a very long time, and even Thomas, the cheeky little tank engine, considered her something of a grandmother.
One day, just before she was due back on the Hogwarts line, she had been given her new coat of scarlet and gold paint. The coaches chattered happily near her in the train yard looking forward to having the children on them again. Even though they carried children to the seaside when they weren't in England, they still missed having the small students ride them.
"You look a grand sight, old lady," the driver said fondly to Hannah as he polished her brasses. "My grandfather, who was your first driver, said that you look just like you did the day the Minister of Magic Ottaline Gambol commissioned you."
"I remember those days," Hannah said in her kindly manner. "It is sad that the war happened, for I had a lot more children ride my coaches then."
"Well, that will happen again now that the Wizarding World is recovering. We set off tomorrow for the Hogsmeade-London Kings Cross Line, so be ready to set out bright and early."
Hannah wished her Driver a good night and settled down to dream about platform 9 3/4 and all the children who would ride her on September first.