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SilverTiger · 09-12-2009, 07:59 AM

SPOILER!!: postie :P

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Originally Posted by Golden Monkey

Ok, so he hadn't exactly planned on sitting near the back, but in all honesty it was the safest place for him right now. all the caios that he knew would happen in the other areas were too distracting for him right now and he needed to concentrate. On what, well Will wasn't sure of as yet, but he could count on one thing; it would be epic. Well, not epic like building the worlds biggest chocolate frog that could tap dance on his whim, but it would be something that everyone would remember. The only problem was he wasn't sure if he should do anything on the Hogwarts Express since it was the only means of transportation into the school. Like seriously how would it be if he had accidentally done something to someone who had then gone to the food trolley lady who then decided to turn him into a flying dung beetle?

Dragging his trunk behind him he peeked into different compartments, seeing some full and others empty of students excited for their next term. He was more than excited, and a bit overwhelmed actually if he were to be honest with himself. He had heard rumors when he had been in Diagon Alley, even seeing some things for himself. Especially that one thing... no he couldn't think of that right now. He had already spent hours crying over that,feeling the loss more than if it were his own beloved toy. The events from the past term still haunted him, the necklace around his neck a constant reminder that he could have been seriously hurt.

But luckily for him; and for everyone the castle had become a somewhat semblance of normalcy and William was looking forward to a new exciting term. His eyes darted over a flyer he saw just lying on the ground. Frowning a bit he picked it up, his eyes scanning the page as his face contorted into one of utter confusion. "Come on..." he muttered, pocketing the flier and looking around for whoever had placed it there. There had been tons of them lying around, looking like stepping stones. If one were to step off them they'd fall onto the carpeted floor.

shrugging once more, William put the flier aside and went on the hunt, finally spotting a girl sitting by herself in a compartment. finally! he thought, a small slight smile appearing on his face as he slowly opened the door, his light blue eyes gentle as he said, "May I join you? Everywhere else is..." is what, too loud, too obnoxious, too rude? "full." he finished instead. As he stood in the threshold of the door and the compartment, he got a good look at the girl, noticing her before an indignant hoot reached his ears. Looking up, his large black owl Zima perched on his shoulder fluttered his wings, looking from her to the owl and back again. Digging into his pocket for an owl treat he fed it to him before smiling, "Sorry."

After a few more minutes of standing there staring at the flier stuck to the wall incredulously, Adrienne finally realized she might be creating a bit of a traffic hazard standing ther with her trunk haphazardly lying in the corridor. So, picking up one of the handles again, and making sure she still had a good grip on the basket containing Christian, Tory and Dolce, not to mention that her owl was still perched on her shoulder, she continued down the corridor searching for a compartment. At least she could deposit everything, even if she didn't stay in the compartment for long since she still hadn't found Chloe yet.

After passing several full compartments, or at least they were full enough she wasn't about to bother to ask if she and her menagerie could join them, she finally found a compartment that was empty. That surprised her, since an empty compartment after the train had already started moving was usually few and far between, but she took the miracle at face value. It was there, so she was taking it. Dragging her trunk inside, she left it on the floor, although she tried to push it as much out of the way as she could. She wasn't crazy enough to try and lift it into the rack while wearing her boots. Adrienne and broken heels did not go together. Placing the basket carefully on one of the seats, she let Rochester fly off her shoulder to perch on the back of another seat as she then collapsed onto the seat next to her pygmy puffs. If that flier out there had anything to say about things, it seemed the term was going to be quite eventful. But then, it seemed Hogwarts terms never went by without some sort of drama.

Leaning her head back on the seat, she closed her eyes for a second as she tried to clear her mind of everything since it was usually when she was distracted that she slipped up with her ability, then reopened them as she decided to let the softly humming furballs out of their carrier for a while. She knew Rochester wouldn't do anything. Seconds after lifting them out to place them on the seat, she turned as the door to the compartment opened, blue eyes taking in the appearance of a younger boy with an owl. Smiling as he spoke, she gestured for him to come in. "Sure. I totally agree with you, anyway. Pretty much all the other compartments I saw were full too." And she certainly wasn't about to stay in the corridor with all the fliers. And then hi sowl hooted, and she glanced upward at it for a second. What was that about?, she wondered, hoping her new pets were still going to be okay. It wasn't like their bright colors blended in with the upholstery or anything. But then the boy simply gave his owl an owl treat, apologizing to her, and she returned her gaze to him. "It's fine. I mean, as long as your owl doesn't have a taste for pygmy puffs or anything," she said, laughing a little as she tried to relax again. "Adrienne Mercer, sixth year Ravenclaw," she said then, introducing herself. She thought she recognized him as a fellow Ravie, but it wasn't like she had gotten around a lot during previous terms. She probably knew more Hufflepuffs, through Chloe and otherwise, than she knew her housemates. Other than Mariel, and she hadn't really met the younger girl before this summer.

09-12-2009, 07:59 AM	#190 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	lol, She hadn't actually gone in a compartment yet, but I can work with it. Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict SPOILER!!: postie :P Quote: Originally Posted by Golden Monkey Ok, so he hadn't exactly planned on sitting near the back, but in all honesty it was the safest place for him right now. all the caios that he knew would happen in the other areas were too distracting for him right now and he needed to concentrate. On what, well Will wasn't sure of as yet, but he could count on one thing; it would be epic. Well, not epic like building the worlds biggest chocolate frog that could tap dance on his whim, but it would be something that everyone would remember. The only problem was he wasn't sure if he should do anything on the Hogwarts Express since it was the only means of transportation into the school. Like seriously how would it be if he had accidentally done something to someone who had then gone to the food trolley lady who then decided to turn him into a flying dung beetle? Dragging his trunk behind him he peeked into different compartments, seeing some full and others empty of students excited for their next term. He was more than excited, and a bit overwhelmed actually if he were to be honest with himself. He had heard rumors when he had been in Diagon Alley, even seeing some things for himself. Especially that one thing... no he couldn't think of that right now. He had already spent hours crying over that,feeling the loss more than if it were his own beloved toy. The events from the past term still haunted him, the necklace around his neck a constant reminder that he could have been seriously hurt. But luckily for him; and for everyone the castle had become a somewhat semblance of normalcy and William was looking forward to a new exciting term. His eyes darted over a flyer he saw just lying on the ground. Frowning a bit he picked it up, his eyes scanning the page as his face contorted into one of utter confusion. "Come on..." he muttered, pocketing the flier and looking around for whoever had placed it there. There had been tons of them lying around, looking like stepping stones. If one were to step off them they'd fall onto the carpeted floor. shrugging once more, William put the flier aside and went on the hunt, finally spotting a girl sitting by herself in a compartment. finally! he thought, a small slight smile appearing on his face as he slowly opened the door, his light blue eyes gentle as he said, "May I join you? Everywhere else is..." is what, too loud, too obnoxious, too rude? "full." he finished instead. As he stood in the threshold of the door and the compartment, he got a good look at the girl, noticing her before an indignant hoot reached his ears. Looking up, his large black owl Zima perched on his shoulder fluttered his wings, looking from her to the owl and back again. Digging into his pocket for an owl treat he fed it to him before smiling, "Sorry." After a few more minutes of standing there staring at the flier stuck to the wall incredulously, Adrienne finally realized she might be creating a bit of a traffic hazard standing ther with her trunk haphazardly lying in the corridor. So, picking up one of the handles again, and making sure she still had a good grip on the basket containing Christian, Tory and Dolce, not to mention that her owl was still perched on her shoulder, she continued down the corridor searching for a compartment. At least she could deposit everything, even if she didn't stay in the compartment for long since she still hadn't found Chloe yet. After passing several full compartments, or at least they were full enough she wasn't about to bother to ask if she and her menagerie could join them, she finally found a compartment that was empty. That surprised her, since an empty compartment after the train had already started moving was usually few and far between, but she took the miracle at face value. It was there, so she was taking it. Dragging her trunk inside, she left it on the floor, although she tried to push it as much out of the way as she could. She wasn't crazy enough to try and lift it into the rack while wearing her boots. Adrienne and broken heels did not go together. Placing the basket carefully on one of the seats, she let Rochester fly off her shoulder to perch on the back of another seat as she then collapsed onto the seat next to her pygmy puffs. If that flier out there had anything to say about things, it seemed the term was going to be quite eventful. But then, it seemed Hogwarts terms never went by without some sort of drama. Leaning her head back on the seat, she closed her eyes for a second as she tried to clear her mind of everything since it was usually when she was distracted that she slipped up with her ability, then reopened them as she decided to let the softly humming furballs out of their carrier for a while. She knew Rochester wouldn't do anything. Seconds after lifting them out to place them on the seat, she turned as the door to the compartment opened, blue eyes taking in the appearance of a younger boy with an owl. Smiling as he spoke, she gestured for him to come in. "Sure. I totally agree with you, anyway. Pretty much all the other compartments I saw were full too." And she certainly wasn't about to stay in the corridor with all the fliers. And then hi sowl hooted, and she glanced upward at it for a second. What was that about?, she wondered, hoping her new pets were still going to be okay. It wasn't like their bright colors blended in with the upholstery or anything. But then the boy simply gave his owl an owl treat, apologizing to her, and she returned her gaze to him. "It's fine. I mean, as long as your owl doesn't have a taste for pygmy puffs or anything," she said, laughing a little as she tried to relax again. "Adrienne Mercer, sixth year Ravenclaw," she said then, introducing herself. She thought she recognized him as a fellow Ravie, but it wasn't like she had gotten around a lot during previous terms. She probably knew more Hufflepuffs, through Chloe and otherwise, than she knew her housemates. Other than Mariel, and she hadn't really met the younger girl before this summer. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥