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sweetpinkpixie · 08-29-2017, 12:28 PM

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

Another year, another trip to the train station without the one person she would have wanted to come with her. The difference this time, as far as Stasya was concerned, was that this time she felt like there wasn’t any hope that her papa would be there later on. If it wasn’t for the knowledge that her mama needed her, and her baby brother would be born by then, she almost felt like it wasn’t worth going home when the holidays came. The disappointment, even worse than her disappointment going into last term, was what had led the almost thirteen-year-old second year blonde toward the back of the train in her search for a compartment to sit in. As usual, she had Dobby on one shoulder, and Albus was curled up in the bag she’d brought with her, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to listen to all the excited conversations and everything. She just needed to figure things out, and she really wanted to already be at Hogwarts so she could talk to Professor Hirsch about it all. She felt like he’d help.

Finding a compartment, she slipped inside and curled up on the seat near the window so she could look outside as her squirrel scampered up onto the luggage rack to get a better viewpoint. Leaving the door open because she didn’t really want to be alone, in case any of her friends wanted to find her. She just didn’t want to talk about it, not til she could talk to the professor.

Anyone who knew Derf understood that he came with a warning label of sorts and every day it changed a little. At present the third year was on all fours crawling along niiiiiiiiiiice and slow with Scamander. The warty newt had become a bit restless this train ride so rather than keep the little guy in his pocket Derf had decided to let him walk. Which made him wonder about leashes for newts and since he could not think of anywhere that created those so PERHAPS he had his little nugget to contribute to the wizarding community at large? But then again...Derf sorta had this THING with leashes. Also known as...the Hufflepuff really did not like them all that much.

They were like...little prisons in a way, you know? Little portable prisons.

Passing by an open compartment, Derf paused as the newt did and felt the wind blow through his unkempt blonde hair. Open window? Open door? Huh? The third year looked up and grinned instantly seeing Stasya - although oblivious at present to how unsettled she seemed - and his attention naturally went to the squirrel. "Hiya Dobby," he waved to it as he scooped up Scamander from the floor. He was going to assume the open door was an open invitation, okay? "Hi," he grinned while plopping unceremoniously in the seat right next to the lioness.

08-29-2017, 12:28 PM	#6 (permalink)
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