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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Amelia "Mia" Adair
Slytherin Sixth Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Leigh Upstead
Hufflepuff Fifth Year  x11
|  Emmaleigh, DORIAN! :) be curious, not judgmental
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Originally Posted by Yourenodaisy  As Em was on the ground helping out the little kid, she kept an eye on the things going on around her. Students kept falling out of the sky, but she hadn’t seen her friends, or the others from the food trolley. Ari and Lexa were here, but where was the other kids. And Michael and Max? Had something happened on the train after she left? She remembered what Max had told her when they were sitting there in the dark. Someone had to have wanted it happen. The phrases Don’t Die, and Don’t Panic kept running through her mind.
She also noticed that very few people were landing on their feet, and it looked like some of them were getting hurt. She would have to check on some of the others in a bit. And a lot of those she had seen in the prefect’s compartment were just heading to the carrages. It would be one thing if professors were there taking care of things, but there wasn’t anyone taking charge, so why were the student leaders leaving? Hollering out to those helping the others she said. "Guys, I've got a first aid kid over here if you need something." Six terms ago, Max would've been one of the poor kids who fell right on his bottom, he just knew it. Luckily, Max's figure and general level of confidence had both changed for the better over time - he landed hard, but on the bottoms of his feet. He took a few steps forward to steady himself, then he straightened up, wand still in hand. Good.
He immediately began to turn in a slow circle and scan the area for the others from the Food Trolley. There was... the girl who called the Headmistress Hogs Head, and the girl who called the Headmistress the Headmaster, right? Weren't those the two? And they both looked decently okay. At least they had arrived safely. Max gave nods of approval upon spotting them. But where was Dylan?
Before he made a full circle to look for Dylan, he saw Emmaleigh and instinctively marched in her direction, knowing she would be someone with an alike mindset. "Emmaleigh," he called as he approached. "You okay? Anything hurt?" She looked okay, so it was really more of considerate questioning than real concern. Look at her go - she had a first aid kit in hand! Where did she even get that from? "D'you... need help with anything?"
As he inquired, Max was scanning the crowd for Dylan again when he saw a nearby boy - probably a first year - who looked like he needed a friend. Of course, if Max had been a younger student and had to go through train problems and travel by portkey, he probably would have been latched onto the nearest seventh year for help. Either Max was a wuss as a first year, or this boy was being very brave. Or both. "I'll be right back, Em."
...Em?
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Originally Posted by TeamNeville The portkey wasn't nearly as bad as he was anticipating. His older friends back home had made it their goal to spook him out about it, but besides a small graze on the palm of his hand, Dorian was relatively unscathed. He walked around for a bit, finding his bearings. He had to find the groundskeeper, but he felt a lightheaded. He was lost even though he was given the simplest instructions. He tightened his group on his dayplanner. How was he going to survive this school if he couldn't find the /groundskeeper./ Max made sure to approach him from the front, not wanting to startle him by sneaking up from behind. "Hey," he began awkwardly, his hands dug deep in his pockets. "You okay? Hurt? Need help with something? Anything?"
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