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Originally Posted by griffin 
THE DAY FOR GOING TO HOGWARTS WAS FINALLY HERE! Luggage loaded on the train and goodbyes said to the adults who had accompanied her and the other Stemp House kids to the station, Cordelia made her way down the train to find somewhere to sit. Later she would try to find Drew so she could tell her “brother” for the millionth time how excited she was about going to school. Right now she was going to make an attempt at meeting other kids her age who might be in her year.
Cordelia peered through the windows of each compartment in the carriage, looking for just the right one. Finally finding one that wasn’t too crowded and was occupied by someone who looked about her age, Cordelia opened the door and entered the compartment. She took a seat across from the other girl and put her backpack down. ”Hi, I’m Cordelia. Are you a first year too?” With any luck the girl would be friendly. It would be okay too if the girl turned out to be more of the silent type. Quite a few of the kids at Stemp House she knew didn’t speak much, so Cordelia had some understanding of how to be respectful around people who might not be comfortable in social situations. Not that she always remembered what the care workers taught her in ‘how to be a good friend’ lessons. Either way, Cordelia had plenty of other things to entertain herself with if conversation didn’t go so well. For the train ride she had packed lunch, snacks, emergency snacks and juice, backup diabetes supplies, a small sketchbook and a set of colored pencils, and a few other odds and ends. She was well prepared for this train ride. Mostly she was looking forward to what was at the other end of the train journey. After all these years of watching the older Stemp House residents go off to school and begging Mrs. Stemp to let her go with them, she was finally old enough to go to Hogwarts! Hogwarts, here she comes!
Odaline was no longer alone.
And the person with her was not Ingrid or a parent.
The girl that had walked in looked strange.. she smelled like food... and she had a lot of questions... Odaline hated questions. With a slight raised eyebrow, the 11 year old assessed what else she could see from this girl. Red hair. Seemed like a bright colour. Was going to be a nightmare. Did not want to be friends with. Those were her initial assessments from first look.
Her name was worse. Cordelia. Sounded like a sunshine flower.
"Hogwarts." She said simply.
She didn't know if this train stopped anywhere on the way. Maybe this Cordelia kid would leave.
Fingers crossed.
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