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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch  Goodbye Durmstrang, and hello Hogwarts Jamie recited to himself in silence as he boarded the train after saying goodbye to auntie Laurel, and uncle Aaron on the platform. It had come as a quite a shock this summer when his aunt and uncle had delivered the news that he was transferring to Hogwarts for his third year to be close to his sister; Emmeline. Jamie had tried to argue, shout and even slam some doors, but the descision had been made, and was final. He was going to Hogwarts whether he liked it or not.
Pulling a hand through his thick brown curls Jamie paused outside an empty compartment to stick a note on the door.
Satisfied with his handiwork he headed into the compartment, kicked off his shoes, and got himself perched on one of the seats near the window with a copy of hogwarts a history. Now why did new students need to get sorted by an old hat? The plan for the trip was to find Dynah or Vesper (or maybe both) if she could and ride with them up to the little village outside of Hogwarts, and then hopefully find a carriage for them all to share together as well. But plans often seemed to go awry, because before Tam could even begin to hunt for either of her friends, she'd managed to catch her foot on someone else's luggage and went sprawling face first down the corridor. She'd jumped up quickly, trying to save herself further embarrassment, but there was an ache in her right foot she couldn't quite ignore and a perpetually red tinge to her face.
Could the train just swallow her whole or something?
She tried to keep going to find a compartment she could sink into on her own, but the ankle just continued to feel worse so she was forced to stop somewhere around the middle of the train. Spotting one with only a single person inside, she went to push open the door before pausing at the note. Third years only? ... Well, she was a third year but she wasn't sure if that wasn't also just a note meant to scare of anyone. She nibbled at her lip for a minute trying to decide if she should risk it, before deciding she had no choice.
Pushing open the door, she glanced at the guy already sitting there - another third year she supposed - before stepping inside and sinking onto a seat. "Um... hi." She said shyly. She would have asked if she could sit but... she would have been in even more of a pickle if he said no.
Better to ask forgiveness than permission this time.
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