Harry stood at Kings Cross looking around, completely and utterly confused about where he was supposed to go. He had never been to Kings Cross before and because of that, he had no idea where the hell he was supposed to go. A couple guards and a few passerby's came and asked if he needed help but all of them said there was no 9 3/4. So Harry decided to do what he did best, wait and watch. He mentally cursed himself for not asking Neville who he had seen just yesterday.