SPOILER!!: Nathan and Elliot
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Emishlon Nathan walked along Platform 9 3/4 with an angry expression and his hands in his pockets. Before he boarded the train, he had noticed all the kids frantically pulling their heavy trunks. Lucky for him, he had two idiotic parents stumbling around behind him who happily volunteered to carry all of his stuff for him. Once at the train doors, Nathan took his belongings, simply gave his parents a brief, meaningless nod then jumped aboard.
He still looked angry. He wasn't angry, but that was a look that he often sported for some reason. Then again, pushing past everybody whilst carrying all this stuff was quite annoying. Nathan instinctively went to the back of the train, because he figured that it would be more empty there....
And he was... wrong. Everywhere on this bloomin' train was flooding with students. Giving up finding a totally empty compartment, Nathan opened up a random one and shoved his stuff on the ground like a stressy teenager. He really didn't care who else was in here, if they didn't want him in there, then THEY would have to move. It took about 2 minutes before his eyes wandered towards the others in the compartment, and he was quite mindboggled.
"Elliotttttttttttttttt, dude, hey!" Nathan leaned forwards and lightly punched his friend on the arm as a greeting. How weird was it that he just so happened to stumble across this compartment? Nathan looked towards the girl sitting with Elliott and smiled as he studied her face. Hmm. "Oh, hello there," he paused... "Have we met before?" He had met lots of pretty girls in his time, so he often lost track of things...
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Cedric What was all that rustling and thumping around? Elliott frowned and turned his head to see... Nathan! Oh, heh. He hadn't seemed to notice just who he was about to sit with, and so Elliott waited for him to realize this. After a minute or two, the boy finally did. "Nathan!" he laughed, slapping him on the shoulder in return. Yes, a shoulder-slap was much more manlyman than a hug. "It's about time you get here." His mate began with a suave 'hello there' towards Lucie, and Elliott smiled inwardly before taking a seat again.
Elliott had to admit.. fourteen years was an awfully long time to wait to have some more kids. Heh. But he smiled when she told him he basically shouldn't want a brother. "Well, I love my sister, but a brother would just be nice sometimes." Guy stuff. What house was his dear sis in? "This is her first year at Hogwarts as well, so I donno which one she'll be in," he said with a shrug. "Are you hoping to get into any one in particular?"
That made sense. By the looks of the book, she was probably out of that reading stage ages ago. "They look like good children's books. Do you like to read otherwise?"
Oh, no! What was this? Terrified of swimming? That was a right shame. "You need to learn then! For sure." It was always strange to him how some people could 'not swim.' Probably because he was just so used to it that he didn't really think about it much at all. "I doubt there's a pool at Hogwarts, but if there is, I'll teach you." If she wanted, of course. Who knew, she could be against getting in the water in general. His cousin was like that..
Hogwarts apparently had pretty extensive grounds, or so he had heard, so hopefully they wouldn't need to worry about room for running. "In the morning, definitely," he answered, when she asked when he preferred to run. Elliott had always been an early riser anyway, and it was a good way to start the day. "What about you?" Hmm, chaser. He always thought beater was the worst position. To him, that is. Seeker was his favorite, though he wasn't a quidditch player, so it didn't really matter anyway. "If you make the school team, I'll cheer you on, then."
She thought about her own brother's and she understood what he meant... sort of. Too bad she didn't have an older sister. Just little cry baby sister's. They were colicky or so mummy said. "
Oh sorry, I thought you said she'll be a second year," she apologized. Ughh...she wanted to smack herself for being out of it. What house? Well...she had thought long and hard about it. "
Hufflepuff," she concluded with an innocent little expression. Then she broke into a giggle. "
Okay maybe not." Lieeee. "
I'd say Gryffindor. Unless the hat accepts me into Slytherin then by all means yes!" she exclaimed. Cause rumor had it the had sorted mainly purebloods into that house. "
How about you?" she asked.
Lucie nodded and turned so her back was against the wall beside the window and she stretched her legs out on the seat. "
I like reading a little. It just depends cause I only like certain genres." And nooo she didn't like to break out of that boundary of genres either. "
Do you like to?" the girl asked, looking over at Seuss as he hooed again.
She laughed and considered this thought of learning to swim. But she would sooooo drown! "
I don't know..." she began hesitantly, a worried expression starting to form on her face. A pool? "
I think there's a lake...it makes up for a pool right?" LAKES WERE SCARIER! They had creepy crawly things in them and SEAWEED! She was starting to realize she was breathing very fast. He'd have to be good at persuasion to get her in that lake.
Lucie smiled once more as he said he liked running in the morning. "
Me too!" she agreed in an excited manner. Seemed like the swimming fear was slowly going away for now.... It was nice and damp in the morning and it wasn't extremely warm like later. Sometimes she got to see the sun rise. Hmm...what if they jogged together in the morning one day? Hehe her friends at Beaxbatons would be so jealous right now. Eeeeep! He would cheer her on! She felt herself beginning to blush. "
Thanks," she said, smiling at him.
Then she heard the compartment door open and wondered who could possibly want to join their compartment. She was tempted to kick whoever it was out. Before she could yell at anyone to get out, Elliot was up and greeting the person. She just stayed put where she was until he moved so she got a clearer shot of the apparent 'guy'. Hehe she had no reason to kick him out. He was the guy there when the bee stung her. She smirked at him. "
We may have. Does me screaming OUCH sound familiar?" she questioned. Luckily the bee sting was gone now. Ice did the trick!