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BCWisher · 12-28-2013, 03:36 AM

Text Cut: Leonard and Kevin

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Originally Posted by Potterlocked

Leonard had managed to drag his trunk through with him and sighed as he sat himself down on top of his trunk. Now all he had to do was wait for this train to come and then he'd be on the way to Hogwarts. Somehow he felt emotionally drained as he rested his head in his hands, saying goodbye to his mum was a bit harder than he thought it would be.

He made a mental note to send her a letter after he got to Hogwarts, she'd want to know what he was up to, given she didn't have a clue what sort of stuff they'd be learning. All she knew was what his father had mentioned when he had taken Leonard to Diagon Alley.

Though Leonard had hated every minute of that.

The curly haired boy looked up, eyes wondering around the platform as he looked at the other students. Was he going to be one of the only people that didn't know much? Did the muggleborns know more than he did? After all he grew up in basically the same situation as the muggleborns... and what house would he be in? Was he even going to like it at Hogwarts? Would he be able to leave if he didn't like it?

His fingers began drumming on the trunk underneath him, the weight of the guitar on his back making him feel even more tired and dragged down even though it wasn't that heavy. Closing his eyes he continued drumming his fingers, wanting to just take his guitar out and start playing.

Though that could wait until he was on the train, if he got his own compartment that wouldn't be too weird would it?

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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

Kevin sat on his lugage and looked around. His parents were both standing next to him, refusing to leave his side even though he had told them he was old enough to get inside a train himself. They didn't want to leave his side until they knew he was safe inside of the train and going to Hogwarts.

A sigh escaped past his lips as he leaned forward and supported his chin in his hand, the elbow was resting on his knee. They were early, so it seemed which bored Kevin. He began to think of all the adventures that waited for him at school. He looked back at his parents they they gave a big smile at their son.

Yep...they truly weren't going to leave him alone, ugh. He needed an distraction...now.

Jordan wasn't entirely sure why being told to run at the barrier had resulted in him deciding to run and jump, but that was what he did, and that was how he arrived beside the train and among the crowd of people waiting to board. For a few seconds he just stared around him, instantly plunged into a peculiar feeling of culture shock. All of these kids were going to learn magic, just like he was.

...actually, most of these kids probably already knew enough magic to turn him into a newt. With this in mind, he looked around for someone who looked as out of place as he did. Maybe if they all grouped together they would ward off any older students looking to do some mischief.

And at least a group of newts would be more noticeable.

He noticed not one, but two boys who seemed about his age sitting on their baggage, and dragged his own bag over to sit down in between him. He sent one a smile, and then the other.

Solidarity. They had it.

12-28-2013, 03:36 AM	#290 (permalink)
BCWisher Horklump Join Date: Dec 2013 Posts: 34 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jordan Knox First Year	For both of you! Text Cut: Leonard and Kevin Quote: Originally Posted by Potterlocked Leonard had managed to drag his trunk through with him and sighed as he sat himself down on top of his trunk. Now all he had to do was wait for this train to come and then he'd be on the way to Hogwarts. Somehow he felt emotionally drained as he rested his head in his hands, saying goodbye to his mum was a bit harder than he thought it would be. He made a mental note to send her a letter after he got to Hogwarts, she'd want to know what he was up to, given she didn't have a clue what sort of stuff they'd be learning. All she knew was what his father had mentioned when he had taken Leonard to Diagon Alley. Though Leonard had hated every minute of that. The curly haired boy looked up, eyes wondering around the platform as he looked at the other students. Was he going to be one of the only people that didn't know much? Did the muggleborns know more than he did? After all he grew up in basically the same situation as the muggleborns... and what house would he be in? Was he even going to like it at Hogwarts? Would he be able to leave if he didn't like it? His fingers began drumming on the trunk underneath him, the weight of the guitar on his back making him feel even more tired and dragged down even though it wasn't that heavy. Closing his eyes he continued drumming his fingers, wanting to just take his guitar out and start playing. Though that could wait until he was on the train, if he got his own compartment that wouldn't be too weird would it? Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Kevin sat on his lugage and looked around. His parents were both standing next to him, refusing to leave his side even though he had told them he was old enough to get inside a train himself. They didn't want to leave his side until they knew he was safe inside of the train and going to Hogwarts. A sigh escaped past his lips as he leaned forward and supported his chin in his hand, the elbow was resting on his knee. They were early, so it seemed which bored Kevin. He began to think of all the adventures that waited for him at school. He looked back at his parents they they gave a big smile at their son. Yep...they truly weren't going to leave him alone, ugh. He needed an distraction...now. Jordan wasn't entirely sure why being told to run at the barrier had resulted in him deciding to run and jump, but that was what he did, and that was how he arrived beside the train and among the crowd of people waiting to board. For a few seconds he just stared around him, instantly plunged into a peculiar feeling of culture shock. All of these kids were going to learn magic, just like he was. ...actually, most of these kids probably already knew enough magic to turn him into a newt. With this in mind, he looked around for someone who looked as out of place as he did. Maybe if they all grouped together they would ward off any older students looking to do some mischief. And at least a group of newts would be more noticeable. He noticed not one, but two boys who seemed about his age sitting on their baggage, and dragged his own bag over to sit down in between him. He sent one a smile, and then the other. Solidarity. They had it.