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Elijah was pleased to see that none of the other Prefects or Captains had grassed them up. He was so pleased in fact that he could not remove the silly grin off his face. He made sure to remember this fact and he would have to send a small gift of thanks to each of them with special thanks to his father's wallet.
One person, however, who was determined to spoil his plans of snoopage was Vickers. STILL. He was now going on about getting something from the trolley. Didn't he realise that they had already committed identity fraud plus trespassing into a compartment they weren't allowed in? They were already criminals, so they might as well do it well and deal with the consequences later. "I'm quite alright, and if the other's want something I'm sure they are more than capable to fetch it for themselves," LEWIS said, resting a hand on the Ravenclaw's shoulder and forcing him to sit down on an available seat, whilst he took one beside his lovely girlfriend, Kurumi. "Heyyyyy my little pygmy puff," because Lewis would totally say something LAME like that to his girlfriend.
"Pleasure to meet you President Rae-Branxton, and also to you Mr. Amoroso," LEWIS said sweetly. "However, it is a fantastic honour to get to meet our new Headmistress before we even arrive at school. Your picture in the Prophet did not do you justice Headmistress Truebridge," he complimented. Might as well get the sucking up done early, even if he wasn't currently Elijah Wilde.
Sierra watched the Puffer with a slight amount of interest, noting with a smirk that he sucked up like a true Badger and not like the Snakes Sierra was used to hanging with. If she felt like it, she'd clue him in one of these days. He was crafty...
and funny, she had to admit, but anyone who went that overboard with sucking up was bound to be discovered sooner or later.
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Droo He turned to the Headmistress and the President. "Sorry, I'm her Godfather..." He said laughing and rubbing the back of his head. "No Ladybug, Jarek is finishing up at Durmstrang. We got him back in school there. The headmaster forgave him, with a little help from your father. But he wanted to finish with his friends... and it being his last year..." He pinched her cheek, "You understand."
Yes, her Godfather, but that still wasn't enough to let him get away with calling her Ladybug in front of a compartment full of her peers. She'd have to talk to her mom and dad about that one later, but no, not in front of everyone and their brother.
Merlin this compartment was CROWDED.
The talk turned back to Jarek, which left Sierra more than happy to discover the boy wouldn't be accompanying his father to Hogwarts.
"Ahh, that's--..." A cheek pinch?! MERLIN.
"...understandable," she mumbled.
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sarahlooo So, who was that bloke talking to Sierra? And - ohhhhohohohoh. LADYBUG? Milton snorted AGAIN. Sierra just got called Ladybug. And then he pinched her cheeks! Eheheheh. Milton laughed to himself. Sierra would not see the end of this Ladybug bizznizzzzz.
Hearing the distinct sound of a snorting
pig, Sierra jerked her head toward Milton Shacklebolt. Who asked him for his opinion anyway?! HIT LIST, Shacklebolt. You're on the HIT LIST.
She glared at him then looked away. She'd have to keep an eye on him this year. Especially that Quidditch team he was currently captaining.
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BanaBatGirl Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.
There were WAY too many Prefects, pretend prefects, and general... little children-ness in this compartment at the moment. Anastasia found herself standing, and was about to say SOMETHING to reinforce Rae's clear-out order, when she was suddenly addressed by a Gryffindor. THE Gryffindor Girl Prefect, that was.
"Yes," she blinked, taking a tiny step toward the girl, and then one step back. Good Merlin, her seatmate--- that redheaded poster-peddler ---was a something, wasn't she? Anyway. "Yes, my husband was also once a professor at Hogwarts. We both were, for a time."
But that was then, and this is now.
"As I was saying," she cleared her throat and spoke up, "could we clear out the Prefect's compartment, please? Only those with badges may enter. And those in here should be taking turns patrolling the train anyway." The Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin boys near the door all received LOOKS, specifically, LOOKS at their empty chests. No badge, no admittance. That simple, Spewischard.
Thank you, Unknown Lady with Flaming Red Hair.
At least somebody around here had some sense about them. Sierra agreed, too. There were way too many people in here, and she could do with some walking around.
"I'll go patrol the halls, as well," she volunteered, then stood up and headed through the masses and toward the door.
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fanficfanatict Although there was some hope to her Mortimer case. Not only did she have Genevieve on the case to help her find her bat, which she thought was awfully sweet, but she also found help in the most unlikely place- Sierra Griengoth. Months before if someone had told her that Sierra Griengoth could say something nice let alone be helpful she would have told them they were nutters. Now, Selina was starting to wonder if she had misjudged Sierra. Anyone who understood what it was like to have a beater bat had to understand what it would be like in turn to lose said beater bat. However, Selina was not a huge fan of Scarlett; Mortimer was rather partial to the lady bat. Selina was always suspicious that he fancied her.
But she wasn't so impressed with Sierra when she asked her next question. The answer to that was right in front of her face. That was why Selina had put aside the time to make posters. Her hand traveled over to Sierra's poster and pointed out the answer, "Diagon Alley, this summer." The redhead did not like to think about how long her and her bat had been apart. It gave her separation anxiety.
She happened upon the Gryffindor captain again on her way out. Oh, yeah, the one with the lost bat. In the chaos, Sierra had almost forgetten about that bat. She looked down as they girl tapped at the posted. Well, excuse her for not having read the stupid poster before now. Had this been Sierra's lost bat, she surely wouldn't have advertised it to every kid in the school. Gryffindors, they were way too trusting sometimes.
"Well, I'll keep my eyes peeled," she promised, and then pushed her way through the crowd some more.
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BanaBatGirl "Stay," you idiot, "you are part of the Board of Governors and an adult." Puh-lease. Did Greingoth surround himself with idiots to look smarter or what? "I'll be right back... once I find Ms. Vice President."
Then Bunz slid to the door and was out and about on the train, heading for the back.
Board of Governors? Hmm... So Ian Amoroso was on the Board of Governors? Perfect. It was good to know she'd have an ally, and she'd have to be more understanding of his Ladybug's and cheek pinches now.
With one last edge through the crowd, Sierra left the compartment.