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Charely Potter · 08-26-2015, 04:10 AM

Well, this was going to be one magical night. Justin had been waiting out for a little while before he could hear the faint whistle of the train about to make its approach. Sweetness. And before he knew it, the train had docked with all the students spilling out.

"First years, this way!" Gesturing with his held out lantern. They could see, right?

Hah, he didn't even need to shout out where they needed to go as the younger ones were already rushing past him to get onto the boats. Justin then folded his arms with a little smirk as he watched them. "Oiii, be careful. Those boats weren't made for rocking."

As for the amount of people, "You got that right, up to four per boat. There's some life vests tucked inside, so you'll have a harder time being sucked into the water in case you slip in." He was kidding about that.. or was he? Well, now Justin searched around to see any looks-like-loners around here. It was pretty dark out still as he had his only lantern about for sight.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Felixir

Some were in a boat already, including Bentley, a boy Daxton had met in Diagon Alley the day Char had stolen his card. He watched that group for a moment, trying to get a read on just how reliable these wooden death traps were, but it was impossible to say for sure.

At first, Daxton could see why it might be wise to find out the maximum capacity of these boats, but in actuality all the first years differed in height and weight, and considering they were all reasonably small to start with, a little difference might just make... well, a big difference. He wanted the maximum capacity provided in proper measurements. Pounds or kilos, it didn't matter which, as long as it was precise. Not something so vague and unreliable as 'four to a boat'.

Daxton took a look at the kid next to him. Taking a different boat would be a good idea, but for two things: 1. Daxton wasn't getting into a boat at all, and 2. if he was, he wasn't planning on sharing with anyone, especially someone he didn't know. What exactly would stop this other boy from trying to knock Daxton out, or rock the boat and tip it over?

... Char was here. It was impossible not to notice her as she dashed past him, all but yelling about those assassins again (Daxton cast another suspicious look at the boy next to him). She jumped right into the nearest boat, proving him absolutely correct in his worries about them rocking and tipping. What the... she was even bouncing while sitting inside.

Daxton deadpanned. The mere thought of sitting in a boat with Char sent literal shivers through him. If he had to ride in a boat with her, he knew that this would be the end. He would die tonight, crossing this lake. He wouldn't even know what House he'd have been sorted into.

A sudden thought struck Daxton. If he didn't get on a boat, did that mean that he wouldn't get to go to Hogwarts? Before he could ruminated on that for very long, the shore began to fill up with more first years swarming towards the remaining boats. Daxton took an instinctive step towards the boat that Char and Davie were in and away from the children he did not recognise, but still didn't climb aboard. He couldn't even claim an empty boat, because someone would definitely join him.

Daxton just stood there, by Char and Davie's boat ~~and the possible assassin~~ but still very much on the shore, not knowing quite how to solve this dilemma.

And Bentley was taking pictures.

Of course he was.

This kid though. He felt the eyes on him earlier, but was preeeetty quiet. Nervous jitters, eh? Justin was horrible with reading minds unless he put himself in their shoes. Which usually didn't work out since this one had different size than him after all these years. But it wouldn't hurt trying, yeah? They had plenty of time. "The boat won't chew and spit you out into the water, if you're worried about that."

Quote:

Originally Posted by fanficfanatict

Chloe tried not to be judgemental but she really wasn't keen on the fact that first years had to take boats-- the long way to the castle-- when all the older kids got to get to school and start before them. She just wanted to be at the castle already. A whole summer of waiting was now being prolonged by a boat.

It didn't help that she didn't know a single face at the docks. It made her antsy. She was so used to Clara being at her side that she felt extremely bare without her twin.

But she was confident and calm....enough. She was determined to fake it until she made it. No one else needed to know what was going on in her head.

Including....

....Chloe was fine, cool and collected the whole time. All readers of this were tricked...understood? She was fine. Just fine.

A little lost at the docks, though, which is perfectly acceptable for a first year.

Eyes just following where the eyes were looking towards. Yep. "The water does look nice, doesn't it. Are you a first year?" This will be quick if so.

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And before he knew it, the train had docked with all the students spilling out. "First years, this way!" Gesturing with his held out lantern. They could see, right? Hah, he didn't even need to shout out where they needed to go as the younger ones were already rushing past him to get onto the boats. Justin then folded his arms with a little smirk as he watched them. "Oiii, be careful. Those boats weren't made for rocking." As for the amount of people, "You got that right, up to four per boat. There's some life vests tucked inside, so you'll have a harder time being sucked into the water in case you slip in." He was kidding about that.. or was he? Well, now Justin searched around to see any looks-like-loners around here. It was pretty dark out still as he had his only lantern about for sight. Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Some were in a boat already, including Bentley, a boy Daxton had met in Diagon Alley the day Char had stolen his card. He watched that group for a moment, trying to get a read on just how reliable these wooden death traps were, but it was impossible to say for sure. At first, Daxton could see why it might be wise to find out the maximum capacity of these boats, but in actuality all the first years differed in height and weight, and considering they were all reasonably small to start with, a little difference might just make... well, a big difference. He wanted the maximum capacity provided in proper measurements. Pounds or kilos, it didn't matter which, as long as it was precise. Not something so vague and unreliable as 'four to a boat'. Daxton took a look at the kid next to him. Taking a different boat would be a good idea, but for two things: 1. Daxton wasn't getting into a boat at all, and 2. if he was, he wasn't planning on sharing with anyone, especially someone he didn't know. What exactly would stop this other boy from trying to knock Daxton out, or rock the boat and tip it over? ... Char was here. It was impossible not to notice her as she dashed past him, all but yelling about those assassins again (Daxton cast another suspicious look at the boy next to him). She jumped right into the nearest boat, proving him absolutely correct in his worries about them rocking and tipping. What the... she was even bouncing while sitting inside. Daxton deadpanned. The mere thought of sitting in a boat with Char sent literal shivers through him. If he had to ride in a boat with her, he knew that this would be the end. He would die tonight, crossing this lake. He wouldn't even know what House he'd have been sorted into. A sudden thought struck Daxton. If he didn't get on a boat, did that mean that he wouldn't get to go to Hogwarts? Before he could ruminated on that for very long, the shore began to fill up with more first years swarming towards the remaining boats. Daxton took an instinctive step towards the boat that Char and Davie were in and away from the children he did not recognise, but still didn't climb aboard. He couldn't even claim an empty boat, because someone would definitely join him. Daxton just stood there, by Char and Davie's boat ~~and the possible assassin~~ but still very much on the shore, not knowing quite how to solve this dilemma. And Bentley was taking pictures. Of course he was. This kid though. He felt the eyes on him earlier, but was preeeetty quiet. Nervous jitters, eh? Justin was horrible with reading minds unless he put himself in their shoes. Which usually didn't work out since this one had different size than him after all these years. But it wouldn't hurt trying, yeah? They had plenty of time. "The boat won't chew and spit you out into the water, if you're worried about that." Quote: Originally Posted by fanficfanatict Chloe tried not to be judgemental but she really wasn't keen on the fact that first years had to take boats-- the long way to the castle-- when all the older kids got to get to school and start before them. She just wanted to be at the castle already. A whole summer of waiting was now being prolonged by a boat. It didn't help that she didn't know a single face at the docks. It made her antsy. She was so used to Clara being at her side that she felt extremely bare without her twin. But she was confident and calm....enough. She was determined to fake it until she made it. No one else needed to know what was going on in her head. Including.... ....Chloe was fine, cool and collected the whole time. All readers of this were tricked...understood? She was fine. Just fine. A little lost at the docks, though, which is perfectly acceptable for a first year. Eyes just following where the eyes were looking towards. Yep. "The water does look nice, doesn't it. Are you a first year?" This will be quick if so. __________________