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hjhm · 12-27-2019, 07:05 AM

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

Cole boarded the back of the train with a peculiar small cage in his arms, and a letter from his uncle Alfred in the pocket of his jeans. It was really nice of him to give him a present to cheer him up for not being asked to become a house prefect like Carys and Carsyn. The cage shook a little, but Cole couldn't see in through the draped over cagewindows like he wanted to. It builded up excitement and expectation. He'd be really dissapointed if the cage turned out to hold a horned toad, he was really not a fan of toads.

Opening the door to an empty compartment on the right side Cole went over and sat down on the seat next to the window. Putting down the cage gently beside him he pulled out the letter to read it and it said:

Folding up the letter Cole glanced at the cage before he turned his gaze to look out the window. It'd take a while still before he could see what his uncle had given him. It was probably for certain now that his new pet was not a toad or a snake unless his uncle had played a prank on him. Hopefully it was a cat or a kneazle.

There was a bit of a commotion in the prefects' compartment. Not that Jillian was enjoying the witty banters and all but she drag her feet out of there for a moment or two. her thoughts lingered whilst she walked around about school and about home but mainly of her cats and how she already misses them. Summer finished early and with her internship in the ministry, she didn't get to spend a ton of time playing with her cats. She found herself walking all the way to the back compartments.

Making a stop, she entered the nearest compartment and spotted someone inside already. He was familiar, Jillian remembers him from the feast last year at Beauxbaton however they didn't really talk to each other. She pondered for awhile as she tried to recall his name.

"Hello" she greeted and took the seat opposite to him. Jillian noticed that he has a parchment on his hand, perhaps he was reading a letter. Maybe he was intruding. "I'm sorry for disturbing you" she added.

12-27-2019, 07:05 AM	#8 (permalink)
hjhm MO & DMLE Jobberknoll Join Date: Apr 2011 Location: bottomoftheCOFFEEpot Posts: 4,089 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eron Rutherford Seventh Year x4 x2	grabssss ;3 ♣ Heejin here \| Did somebody say coffee & cakes? \| cat lover ♣ Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Cole boarded the back of the train with a peculiar small cage in his arms, and a letter from his uncle Alfred in the pocket of his jeans. It was really nice of him to give him a present to cheer him up for not being asked to become a house prefect like Carys and Carsyn. The cage shook a little, but Cole couldn't see in through the draped over cagewindows like he wanted to. It builded up excitement and expectation. He'd be really dissapointed if the cage turned out to hold a horned toad, he was really not a fan of toads. Opening the door to an empty compartment on the right side Cole went over and sat down on the seat next to the window. Putting down the cage gently beside him he pulled out the letter to read it and it said: Folding up the letter Cole glanced at the cage before he turned his gaze to look out the window. It'd take a while still before he could see what his uncle had given him. It was probably for certain now that his new pet was not a toad or a snake unless his uncle had played a prank on him. Hopefully it was a cat or a kneazle. There was a bit of a commotion in the prefects' compartment. Not that Jillian was enjoying the witty banters and all but she drag her feet out of there for a moment or two. her thoughts lingered whilst she walked around about school and about home but mainly of her cats and how she already misses them. Summer finished early and with her internship in the ministry, she didn't get to spend a ton of time playing with her cats. She found herself walking all the way to the back compartments. Making a stop, she entered the nearest compartment and spotted someone inside already. He was familiar, Jillian remembers him from the feast last year at Beauxbaton however they didn't really talk to each other. She pondered for awhile as she tried to recall his name. "Hello" she greeted and took the seat opposite to him. Jillian noticed that he has a parchment on his hand, perhaps he was reading a letter. Maybe he was intruding. "I'm sorry for disturbing you" she added. __________________