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Audux254 · 08-24-2011, 08:38 PM

After a more than pleasing dash through the wall, Eris glanced around the vast landscape that was the Hogwarts Express platform. Stretching from as far as the first year could see at her vertically challenged height, parents stood with their children fastening their cloaks a little tighter as though to busy themselves or counting the items aboard their children’s carts in the most meticulous manner as though daring a quill to be misplaced. Others, more so the older teens of the platform squealed as they met each other, sadly departed from a long summer or huddled in group chatting away with toothy smiles about the years past and to come.

Feeling a finger run through her long and dark hair, Eris turned expectantly to see her her mother. Like her, they shared long dark hair that seemed to wave at the ends framing their thin faces. Isadora though, had a more foreign complexion and was far more beautiful and feminine than her boyish and small framed daughter. Age though, had seemed to catch up to her as the eyes that were once flames of animation were beginning to fade more to grey than to blue.

Her face held a proud and suffering look as she fingered the 11 year old’s lock of hair, giving a clucking sound of her tongue, but holding back from mentioning any reprimand of lack of care the locks were given by their careless owner, as she let the strand fall back to rest on Eris’ shoulder.

Beside the mother, a little boy, no more than 4 stared up at his sister with his own big blue eyes, gripping his mother’s fingers with a tightness that must have cause a cramp later on in the day.

“Si...Si, I’ll come soon too!” the little boy’s cheeks flushed with happiness as he let go of his mother to run and hug his sister with enough to force to nearly knock her off balance. His squeeze did indeed make her lean forward a bit in surprise, but she quickly regained herself holding out a thumbs up with a toothy grin filled with determination as she got on her knees.

At only 4’8”, Eris was literally at eye level with her toddler brother. Reaching out a hand to rest on the little one’s shoulder she looked at him happily, “You bet, Vy! Try not to get in trouble while I’m gone...” she added ruffling his hair with a wink.

Standing back up, she noticed her mother had decided to examine a close by brick wall, as if she had seen a disgusting speck of dirt, in favor to watching the siblings give their farewells.

“You’ll be fine from here...I believe...” Isadora began slowly, her proud eyes finding her daughter’s, though there seemed to be much doubt in her, as her mother took a quick scan of the area as if trying to convince herself of seeing something that wasn’t really there.

Her thin and pursed lips curled on the ends gently as she looked down at her daughter with a love she didn’t show often, tracing a high-nailed finger across Eris’ cheek, Isadora sighed, “Be safe, your wand is in your pocket. Everything is on the cart.” Her gentle look turned to one of caution, “Keep it all close to you, good luck, have fun.” She finished as she stood up straight, and with an old aristocratic.

“Vidar.”, She called to the the little toddler who gripped his mother’s hand as she turned to swoop out of the room as though being their another second would make her catch a disease.

Turning, Eris glanced around the platform, the train had not arrived yet, and she didn’t know who to talk to first, or if she should talk at all. Walking to her trunk, she stuck a finger into a wide silver cage and wiggled it for the entertainment of a small Kneazle kitten.

“Helloooo” she softly greeted, “Ready to go on the train?” she asked the golden tom who just sat and looked up at her before humoring his human with a bat of a pale orange paw.

08-24-2011, 08:38 PM	#2 (permalink)
Audux254 Gnome Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Living like a Gypsy Posts: 379 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eris Filia Ashwin First Year	After a more than pleasing dash through the wall, Eris glanced around the vast landscape that was the Hogwarts Express platform. Stretching from as far as the first year could see at her vertically challenged height, parents stood with their children fastening their cloaks a little tighter as though to busy themselves or counting the items aboard their children’s carts in the most meticulous manner as though daring a quill to be misplaced. Others, more so the older teens of the platform squealed as they met each other, sadly departed from a long summer or huddled in group chatting away with toothy smiles about the years past and to come. Feeling a finger run through her long and dark hair, Eris turned expectantly to see her her mother. Like her, they shared long dark hair that seemed to wave at the ends framing their thin faces. Isadora though, had a more foreign complexion and was far more beautiful and feminine than her boyish and small framed daughter. Age though, had seemed to catch up to her as the eyes that were once flames of animation were beginning to fade more to grey than to blue. Her face held a proud and suffering look as she fingered the 11 year old’s lock of hair, giving a clucking sound of her tongue, but holding back from mentioning any reprimand of lack of care the locks were given by their careless owner, as she let the strand fall back to rest on Eris’ shoulder. Beside the mother, a little boy, no more than 4 stared up at his sister with his own big blue eyes, gripping his mother’s fingers with a tightness that must have cause a cramp later on in the day. “Si...Si, I’ll come soon too!” the little boy’s cheeks flushed with happiness as he let go of his mother to run and hug his sister with enough to force to nearly knock her off balance. His squeeze did indeed make her lean forward a bit in surprise, but she quickly regained herself holding out a thumbs up with a toothy grin filled with determination as she got on her knees. At only 4’8”, Eris was literally at eye level with her toddler brother. Reaching out a hand to rest on the little one’s shoulder she looked at him happily, “You bet, Vy! Try not to get in trouble while I’m gone...” she added ruffling his hair with a wink. Standing back up, she noticed her mother had decided to examine a close by brick wall, as if she had seen a disgusting speck of dirt, in favor to watching the siblings give their farewells. “You’ll be fine from here...I believe...” Isadora began slowly, her proud eyes finding her daughter’s, though there seemed to be much doubt in her, as her mother took a quick scan of the area as if trying to convince herself of seeing something that wasn’t really there. Her thin and pursed lips curled on the ends gently as she looked down at her daughter with a love she didn’t show often, tracing a high-nailed finger across Eris’ cheek, Isadora sighed, “Be safe, your wand is in your pocket. Everything is on the cart.” Her gentle look turned to one of caution, “Keep it all close to you, good luck, have fun.” She finished as she stood up straight, and with an old aristocratic. “Vidar.”, She called to the the little toddler who gripped his mother’s hand as she turned to swoop out of the room as though being their another second would make her catch a disease. Turning, Eris glanced around the platform, the train had not arrived yet, and she didn’t know who to talk to first, or if she should talk at all. Walking to her trunk, she stuck a finger into a wide silver cage and wiggled it for the entertainment of a small Kneazle kitten. “Helloooo” she softly greeted, “Ready to go on the train?” she asked the golden tom who just sat and looked up at her before humoring his human with a bat of a pale orange paw.