12-29-2023, 08:22 PM
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Mooncalf
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Violeta X. Escalante Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yulietta Escalante Slytherin Second Year x8
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Originally Posted by Lottiepot Having somehow abandoned his brother on the chaos that was Platform 9 ¾, Elias had slipped onto the train before the inevitable pep talk that would come from his father and the coddling from his mother. Not that he minded the latter too much, he was a Mummy’s boy after all but his fellow students need not know that.
He had found the front of the train to be a little less overbearing than the other sections and therefore the ideal spot to nestle in with a book or a puzzle and not be disturbed for the entirety of the journey. At least that was what his expectations were but unfortunately Hogwarts didn’t often match up to his needs and the train was already filling up fast with over-eager students who would want to disturb his alone time.
The only compartment that seemed to be empty enough for the twelve year old to tolerate contained a student younger than himself who didn’t have that bubbly over-the-top attitude that he despised and whom he could probably intimidate enough with his cold stare to keep quiet. He slid the door open, glancing wordlessly in her direction before setting out his supplies on the seat nearest the window and settling into the space next to that. Honey brown eyes followed the form of the boy as he entered the compartment and sat down. Back where she came from, people usually greet each other before invading someone’s space. Manners, you know? But this was not where she came from and maybe cultures and mannerisms were different. That was another thing she’d have to get used to, she supposed.
Was she supposed to say hi? Or simply ignore his existence? The latter sounded rude and the former sounded too daring.
Yulietta didn’t know what to do, so she did what sounded like the better idea. She reached into her purse and pulled out a bag of hot cheetos and started eating, her short legs mildly swinging.
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