A favour? Annie blinked as she looked down at her kitty. Oh dear...he was such an asking back. Meow for this, meow for that. He was sure going to get whatever the kid have, and well...

"Tell me...maybe I can lie for you. Just once...ONCE. But be careful on what you ask. I have a boyfriend, and a prestige I must keep inside the school as well. Like, I'm the former tomboy that found her Prince Charming. " Cute title, yet, it was true. Drew was her prince. iSigh.



And then the announcement was heard. They'd be at Hogsmeade in an hour. Eep. And well, she had to go change to her jumper and shoes, although she was already wearing the school sweater. "I'm nervous...and this is my third term at Hogwarts...although my sixth year of Magical Education..." She commented in a low whisper.

Urgh...

The journey had hardly even begun and things were already getting too intense in the Prefect's Compartment for Oliver's liking. Lori was either staring daggers at him, or avoiding eye contact and Oliver needed to get away. The Hufflepuff could go shove it where the sun don't shine for all he cared. She had the ability to make him feel like complete crap just by throwing him a certain look, or by what she said.. or didn't say. He deserved his badge as much as she deserved hers (which might not have been all that much, but at least they were on some sort of par).

He peered into the compartments as he passed them on his way towards the back of the train, looking for a free one. He found one at last and pulled open the door, about to go in when he saw his adopted little sister heading his way, obviously trying to find somewhere to sit as well. He smiled, despite his mood cos Roxxy had a knack of just making him smile.. even when she wasn't trying to...

“Roxxy!” He greeted her as he hovered in the doorway of the empty compartment. “Wanna join me in here?”

Alex Growned when he heard that they would be getting off soon standing up he looked at the two of them
"well, come on the "Diggy, and..firsty let get ready,"Alex said grabbing his breifcase and pulling out his ropes, looking at them then stuffing them back in the case
"ill change later" he said

The first year nodded and stood up, reaching into the bag for her robes, "Is the staff at the Castle strict and scary?" She looked up between Alex and Diggy.

Rhea laughed. The boy certainly did not lack in confidence, but she had to agree that he was quite dashing. Maybe too dashing. She knew his type and his type was all girls, everyhere all the time. Unfortunately for her she kind of liked him. Oh well.
"You might doubt it Sir but I certainly don't. I have met a few sytherin men in the past who might have swept me off my feet, had I not stood firm." One actually managed to do that, but that story was for another day.

So she had done it. She had actually done it. Kissed guy first..Rhea Bellaire made the first move. Whyyyyyyyyyyy did she do that? She shouldn't have, but things could be salvaged. It wasn't too late right?
"No, that's not why." She said, her voice sounding a lot more confident now than she was actually feeling. Meh what a huge lie! But when in this situation what was a girl to do?
"Sorry about that..just haven't in a while.." She shrugged pretending it was nothing. Inside though she felt the butterflies mixed with some amount of sadness. How many times had he snogged the french girl and how many times did he lean in for the kiss first? She looked out the window away from him.

Putting his case above him and setting his cage with his owl between his feet and giving the bird a few pices of jerky "Here you go bubba and once again I am sorry bout the cage"

"yeah" Sammy replied. She lost everything she thought had been true, except her cat, her cat was still her cat, and her cat would remain her cat. "yeah, she's nice. She's really enthusiastic though, which gets a bit weird after a while. But nice" she said, taking another bite out of the red vine. "want one?" she asked holding out the packet.

Carve nodded as he learnt a bit more about Annie. Awww, that was cute, in a soppy kinda girl way. But she said she might be able to help. It was worth a shot.

"It would be nothing really," he said, waving a hand in dismissal. "Maybe just...if the situation arose...you could tell Callie that I seem to be popular with the ladies? Usually i wouldnt care, but there's something about her that makes me feel like i gotta. Just to keep her happy."

Puppy dog eyes.

His puppy dog eyes were interupted as the announcement echoed through the train. "Wow," he said, "that went quick. Better change soon." He gave her a reassuring smile. "You'll be fine. Six years means you gotta know your stuff!" He grinned at her.

BIG GRIN!

"It's not advice, it's just a friendly suggestion," Teagan smiled. He shook his head when she frowned at the mere mention that the other girl could be her friend. "Well, maybe not right now, but she could be." He quickly glanced around at the three of them and folded his hands behind his head contently. "Isn't this interesting, how Ravenclaws seem to gravitate towards each other even against their will?" He nodded towards Margaret.

Teagan smiled widely at the girl. "Even better then, a fellow student who interests herself in your welfare. See, you have people here who care about your well-being - that alone should put a smile on your face!" Teagan addressed Margaret, though he was looking at the girl who had just accepted his offer to join them in the compartment. "Nice to meet you, Louvain Louis," he smiled back. "I'm Teagan. May I have a worm as well?"

He nodded and smiled. "Yeah, its alright. We've got plenty of room." he told the boy who had a owl tucked under his arm. Diggy was glad that his owl Bullet was tiny and his cage fit in Diggy's pocket."

He raised an eyebrow at the boy. He wasn't sure he liked his tone actually. "Its a nickname that my aunt gave me actually," he answered coolly. The boy seemed to be turning his nose up at everything.

Well that didn't take long, he thought to himself. It felt like he had just gotten on the train to be honest.

He looked at her, "I'm from England actually. Born in London," he told her. Wow China. "What part of China?" he asked her really exciting about meeting her.

He stood up and pulled his robes out of his trunk. He would just put his on now. He didn't want to be bothered with it later on. And he shrugged when the boy said he would put his on later.

Diggy nodded, "I mean some of them are totally scary like Professor Lafay. But the rest of them are really nice as long as you don't break the rules and stuff," he assured her.

He chuckled at the boy and his owl. He wasn't the only one with a grumpy animal right now. He knew Stark was upset with him for disrupting his sleep. He would have to feed him good when they got to the common room.

Two thumbs up for the idea. "Good one, Carve. I will...take care of it if Callie once asks." Though Annie first had to meet the girl, and see if she was crazy as Carve had discribed her. "I'll tell her you tried to kiss me and I slapped your face." But first she had to comment that to Drew. EEeh. iSigh.

"Yeah, I guess. So, this is your first year...in Hogwarts?" She asked her, getting her bag and slowly taking out her jumper and her shoes. AGH. She hated formality. Too good she only had to wear it once in a while.

He has never been in a cage befor much less put in one then shoved in to a wall rubbing his knee bet no outher student had to try 2 times to get throught the wall to the platformHi i michael and this is bubbapointing to the Owl

She could not help but groan and look away when the Louvain (what kind of name was that anyway?) decided to sit down as well. Great, now she'd have to deal with two loonies during the rest of the journey. It was lucky that they were about to arrive, as the voice that had echoed in the train had said, for she doubted she would be able to remain sane for much longer when she had those two nearby.

"Mature enough?" She echoed in shock. Margaret was extremely right. Hogwarts students were not right in their head. "I am more than mature, miss, and I can guarantee you that I do not care for my appearance. That's a shallow matter and I most certainly care not for everything shallow," She announced in her posh British accent, making sure that each word was very clear, perhaps clearer than necessary. "And no, I do not," She looked at the worms from the corner of her eyes. True, she loved sweets but she did not know if those were poisonous or something of the like. "Thank you, though," She added. It may come out as a shock for her to be thanking anyone, but she was not rude, especially when it came to candy.
And, true enough, the candy she did not accept had helped to calm Margaret down a bit, but hardly enough for her to not get annoyed at Teagan. "Whatever you like to call it, I won't follow it," She told him, making sure to roll her eyes as he mentioned the girl as a possible friend. Riiight. As if she'd be friends with anyone. "Interesting? I find it irritating." Well, no-one could accuse her of lying, could they? She may be a very big liar most of the times, but she definitely wasn't one at that specific moment.

"Yeah, yeah, sure," She puffed, truly sick of his constant speech about her smiling. The day she got out of Hogwarts she'd smile, until then, she definitely wouldn't.

She walked into the small compartment with her leopard print bag and struggled carrying it in with her small heels. She winced when she finally got in inside and propped it up on her seat, her hands on her hips, pleased with herself. She turned to Michael and smiled, giving him another hug.

"Hey! How's Bubba?" she said with a smile as she started to baby tlak the owl, while her elf owl Cupid landed next to Bubba and hooted happily.

Hugging her back "he's not happy never been in a cage beforis that Cupid pointing to her owl Do you mind holding up some jerky and looking at cupid

He nodded, "Hey I'm Diggy and that's Stark," he said pointing to his kneazle who was snoozing in the patch of sun that was slowly setting. He giggled. "Yeah that wall takes some getting used to. I ran into it 3 times before I finally got through it," he admitted.

He looked up and pulled a face as he saw who had entered into his compartment. It was that girl from the gumball machine and the park bench who was being a total brat. He wasn't sure he wanted to be caught up in any of her drama right now.

Teagan shook his head endearingly at Margaret's constant repelling of his every attempt to be nice to her. She must have developed this type of defensive mechanism for years, he thought to himself. Judging by the amount of time that had passed since the last announcement, Teagan figured they were nearly there. He got up, meaning to go find his belongings in whichever compartment he had left them. From what he recalled, they were somewhere in the front of the train. Not that he was too bothered about it.

"Well, ladies, time for me to leave as I am positive you have plenty of girl talk to indulge in," he sniggered. "I'm sure I'll come across you again," he winked at Louvain, then turned to his most reluctant future acquaintance. "Next time we meet, I want to see a smile on your face." And on that wishful note, he left it.

Katie walked up and down the corridors, right now she was walking down so that meant she was at the back of the train, she was making big noises with her shoes as they were to big, she looked in one of the compartments, oh no! Michael, Katie stopped, she made sure he couldnt see her, but wait, could he hear her? Yes he could.

She was good with the plan? YAY! He almost hugged her, but that would mean disturbing the kitty, and it was all warm and cosy with him on his lap. "Er, maybe dont mention any slapping tho," he chuckled, "it has to look like her plan is actually working. You could just say you saw me kissing someone else?" Yess that sounded good. Yup. "AND i dont wanna have your boyfriend after me." Another chuckle, is somewhat slightly nervous...

"Yeah," he answered. "I was at a muggle school while my mum homeschooled me magic. It was manic, i can tell you. Im not verry good at it tho. Magic, i mean. I skateboard too much to concentrate on much else."

As Annie got out her jumper, he mimicked her. "I wish mine was blue," he said, eyeing the yellow trimming on his jumper suspiciously. "Yellow isnt really my colour... so what about you? What do you like to do? What do you like at school?"

He stroked the kittys tummy, wandering vaguely what it would do when it realised he didnt have any sardines.

Ah, yes. Firsties. He really hoped he wasn't that annoying when he was at that age. And if he was, he was glad that nobody here was a witness to it. "Why were you around first years anyway? I usually just ignore them." cold, hard fact, but it's true. It might be rather rude, but he didn't want to talk to them.

Buuut, maybe he shouldn't have said that when he was right near the firstie he was going to be sharing a compartment with. That being said, "Hey, do you have a compartment yet? Maybe you can sit with Monty and I." That way he might actually have a chance of enjoying this train ride.

"Plus, I've got loads of candy." That should convince, in case she needed any convincing. "To share. he added. In case it wasn't clear.

CLONE ONE

Cosette smiled, tracing her index finger around the nape of his neck, teasingly. She had a few small quibbles of quotes she made up for no reason at all. With all the reading she did back home after getting expelled, she had some free thinking time on her hands. And with free thinking came her ridiculous one line monstrosities. Oh, he thought she was beautiful. What a little suck up! That or he was just being polite. Either way, it was sweet. In a sickening way. She was a little disheartened by it, in a way. "Thank you Jack." She smiled, scooting herself a little bit closer to him.

When she felt him put his hands on her waist, she looked down and then back up at him, a quirked eyebrow and a suspicious look in her blue eyes. "I try and perfect my ways." She smiled, leaning in and placing a tended kiss on his lips once more. He was better than she gave him credit the last time in Diagon Alley. Maybe she didn't see it then, but she did now. And she liked it.

CLONE TWO

Cosette was busy reading, not paying any attention or even a care about the younger American girl that was now polluting her air in the compartment. Turning the next page in her book, Hexing Without A Care, she heard a loud thud coming from her rucksack in the hangar above her seat. "Mangy cat." She breathed, throwing her legs around the bench, she got up and took the olive green army throw bag and opened it up.

Upon a second of opening it, a black cat jumped up from the bag and landed on the cushioned bench next to the American girl. Lucian's hair was staticy and standing up on end from all the static in his fur. His nails elongated, he sauntered over to the end of the bench, his nails snagging on the cushions fabric.

Moving the bag, she plopped herself on the bench across, staring over at her cat with disdain. He always seemed to have to pop up and ruin her peace.

This is a friend of mine Saph looking to see if it was going to be a problem

"Yes, it is! I don't mind." she said with a smile, petting Cupid's soft chest.
She smiled at Diggy, remembering their not so great introduction. She gave him a small smile and focused her attention back on Cupid.

I was just telling them how i crashed in to the wall trying to get to the platform Giving a cupid a small pice of jerky Yall want some looking at the guys

"Tianjin," she said quietly, looking through her bag for more things. "She looked back at them and smiled, "My parents said when they were here the teachers were very strict.."