12-26-2013, 06:39 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: --
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Originally Posted by Unalii Melek Sönmez had managed to lose her father for a few moments of peace before having to cross over to the Hogwarts Express platform. She didnt want to see her father right now. It was making her a little sad though she wanted to be at the school already. Her mother stayed at the Public Square which she could have gone back to, to see her mother for the last time until she goes home for the holidays. Melek frowned and sighed, wondering why her mother had to be a muggle. Her father and her had magic... but at it was better than her best friend who was a muggle born... though she doubt that her parents would disown her like Anna's parents did to her. She felt bad for her friend and wished that her parents could adopt Anna but at least Anna got her sister reowned by the parents. Melek couldnt think of any reason why Anna's parents would be so scared that they disowned her but eh, she didnt understand a lot of things though she did love to learn. Mel looked around, burying into her coat. She frowned and leaned against a free space on the wall. Melek closed her eyes and tried to relax. Her stomach was growling at her and she frowned, clutching at her stomach. She didnt know what to get and she opened her eyes, looking at the different snack things she could get. Nothing looked familiar and she longed to be back in Turkey, eating her Nana's kebab. Melek saw her father coming so she quickly hid in the crowd. FOOD. Because... this particular nearly eighteen year old was hungry.
The trolley was pushed forward towards the concourse and let it come to a rest behind a girl. Queues. He looked around the area for a sign of the man who shared quite a few of his physical attributes. Like awesome hair: that seemed to be something the two men shared. And half an eye colour. And, knowing the older man, Alec was sure that his father would end up wearing golf clothes. He internally cringed at the very idea. That was... no. Please don't wear golf clothes, Dad.
Turning his attention back towards the concourse and at the food on display. Sweets! He'd need PLENTY of that! And maybe a sandwich or two as well. Maybe he should get something for his Dad too? With this in mind, the boy moved forwards, and past the girl, reaching for his wallet. It was only as he looked down that he noticed the girl's shoes... which was behind him now... and then... the fact that...
... had he pushed forwards in the queue? "Oh... sorry, I didn't mean to--" ... Pause. Head!tilt. "You okay?" Because frowny girl was frowny. And she was clutching onto her stomach. She... wasn't sick, right?
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