A Harry Potter Fanfic Narcissa snatched up the back of Draco’s robes as he maneuvered his cart through the crowd. She wrinkled her nose at the sight of all the muggles and wished for the millionth time there were a method of reaching Hogwarts without passing through the muggle train station. During her own years at school, the necessity of brushing shoulders with so many muggles had been merely an inconvenience and annoyance, but now, bringing her own son for his first year, the experience was positively frightening.