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Forrest couldn't believe the front compartments had already been taken. They were usually the last ones to get full, but apparently he was in no luck. So he made his way to the middle of the train and entered the first compartment that was empty. He wouldn't mind a company, but he was too shy to go ask someone he didn't know at all. He had already put his luggage in the luggage compartment anyway, so he could move freely. The only drawback was that he had five different sweets poking out of his pockets, and he had to bend down at every five steps to pick the one that had fell out of his pockets. He just hoped he hadn't left any behind. He sat down by the window-side and looked at the view, as the compartment he chose was at the opposite side of the platform.
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She'd looked EVERYWHERE but she couldn't find either Dee OR Forrest. Bristol hoped that Dee had gotten on alright and not hidden somewhere away from people, or gotten lost in a book while waiting for the train. Deciding that she'd have another look later, she made her way down the corridor and popped into the first empty carriage that she could find. Normally, she'd just barge into another's, but she was feeling quite reflective today and thought that she should be left to her thoughts.
She'd looked EVERYWHERE but she couldn't find either Dee OR Forrest. Bristol hoped that Dee had gotten on alright and not hidden somewhere away from people, or gotten lost in a book while waiting for the train. Deciding that she'd have another look later, she made her way down the corridor and popped into the first empty carriage that she could find. Normally, she'd just barge into another's, but she was feeling quite reflective today and thought that she should be left to her thoughts.
Time to think. Alone.
Maybe she should hang a 'do not disturb' sign up?
After saying goodbye to his mother and literally throwing his trunk into the luggage compartment, Michael swung himself up onto the train and paused for a moment.
The front or the back?
Spying a young girl up ahead step into a compartment, he decided that the it was going to be the middle of the train. With a huge grin on his face, Mikey took off after her and she had only just sat her bum down on the seat when he slid open the door and burst into her compartment like a tornado.
And without giving her a chance to speak or react in anyway to his sudden appearance, he tapped her on the shoulder.
"TAG!! YOU'RE IT!"
Back out the door he went. Hopefully she wanted to play too.
The train... FINALLY she was going back to Hogwarts, and away from that place where she needed to live with her mom now, her new home. A home she HATED! But, she was going back how to the castle, Hogwarts was now her home for the next few months! "We are almost back at Hogwarts" said Sonea to her two rats, Sir Blue her blue rat, and his mom, Little Princess, the pink one.
And while she walked trough the train, searching for a place where she could sit she looked all the time at her watch, hoping that the train would leave soon. The third year old found a empty place to sit and rolled her luggage in the car and sat down, deep in her own thoughts...
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Originally Posted by Mell
After saying goodbye to his mother and literally throwing his trunk into the luggage compartment, Michael swung himself up onto the train and paused for a moment.
The front or the back?
Spying a young girl up ahead step into a compartment, he decided that the it was going to be the middle of the train. With a huge grin on his face, Mikey took off after her and she had only just sat her bum down on the seat when he slid open the door and burst into her compartment like a tornado.
And without giving her a chance to speak or react in anyway to his sudden appearance, he tapped her on the shoulder.
"TAG!! YOU'RE IT!"
Back out the door he went. Hopefully she wanted to play too.
She'd been sat done for all of five seconds, thinking of Hoggywarts and what adventures she was going to have there, when some random boy came in and tapped her of the shoulder, grinning widely. He seemed like the male version of herself, as she always randomly burst in on people and wait .. what did he say?
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Bristol sat there and processed what was happening, but she soon realised that there was no time to waste. She was 'it' after all. Weird as that was. Grinning, she flung she compartment door open and chased the boy out of it. It didn't take long for her to catch up to him, he didn't seem that desperate yet to get away from her. So it was pretty easy for her to tap him and tell him that ..
She'd been sat done for all of five seconds, thinking of Hoggywarts and what adventures she was going to have there, when some random boy came in and tapped her of the shoulder, grinning widely. He seemed like the male version of herself, as she always randomly burst in on people and wait .. what did he say?
O__________O
Bristol sat there and processed what was happening, but she soon realised that there was no time to waste. She was 'it' after all. Weird as that was. Grinning, she flung she compartment door open and chased the boy out of it. It didn't take long for her to catch up to him, he didn't seem that desperate yet to get away from her. So it was pretty easy for her to tap him and tell him that ..
"TAG, NOW YOU'RE IT!"
.. before running off again.
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This girl was only little but boy could she run fast. She could probably run faster than Zahra. Not that he would ever tell his BFF that mind you. Mikey stopped running down the corridor the moment he felt the girl tag him and he quickly did an about face just to see her now running away from him.
Grinning to himself, Michael gave her a five second head start before taking off after her. He had jump over someone's cat that had darted out in front of him and he almost barreled into another student before he caught up with his mysterious tag partner.
Instead of tapping her on the shoulder, he gripped her lightly to stop her from running any further. "Hey! Where did you learn to run so fast?" Perhaps it just came naturally to her.
Forrest couldn't believe the front compartments had already been taken. They were usually the last ones to get full, but apparently he was in no luck. So he made his way to the middle of the train and entered the first compartment that was empty. He wouldn't mind a company, but he was too shy to go ask someone he didn't know at all. He had already put his luggage in the luggage compartment anyway, so he could move freely. The only drawback was that he had five different sweets poking out of his pockets, and he had to bend down at every five steps to pick the one that had fell out of his pockets. He just hoped he hadn't left any behind. He sat down by the window-side and looked at the view, as the compartment he chose was at the opposite side of the platform.
Hopefully, a nice feast awaited them.
Tora had truly hoped to get a seat in the back of the train. There were far too many people in far too little space at the front. Of course, being only a second year gave her limited experience with how quickly even the back compartments filled up.
Thus Tora found herself, luggage stowed, walking further and further into the middle of the train where she finally stopped to notice a candy. A sorrowfully neglected candy on the ground. Of course she picked it up. Her curious mind whirred. Would it do her harm if she ate it? The probability of it being a prank was likely... but then again it could just be something someone dropped.
A movement out of the corner of her eye stopped her mid-thought and caught her attention. She looked up and suddenly realized that she was standing in front of a compartment. Conveniently empty she pushed it open... only to discover that the compartment wasn't empty and that the motion that caught her eye must have been the boy sitting there.
"Ahhh. Hello. Um. Sorry for bursting in like that. Don't mind me, I promise I won't bug you, but loads of other places are full to bursting and I don't like-" She stopped speaking abruptly. Not a good idea to blurt your fears of small spaces to strangers. "Anyway. I'm Tora Gallaway, you are?" she stuck out her hand as she had been taught. Only polite, you know.
Tora had truly hoped to get a seat in the back of the train. There were far too many people in far too little space at the front. Of course, being only a second year gave her limited experience with how quickly even the back compartments filled up.
Thus Tora found herself, luggage stowed, walking further and further into the middle of the train where she finally stopped to notice a candy. A sorrowfully neglected candy on the ground. Of course she picked it up. Her curious mind whirred. Would it do her harm if she ate it? The probability of it being a prank was likely... but then again it could just be something someone dropped.
A movement out of the corner of her eye stopped her mid-thought and caught her attention. She looked up and suddenly realized that she was standing in front of a compartment. Conveniently empty she pushed it open... only to discover that the compartment wasn't empty and that the motion that caught her eye must have been the boy sitting there.
"Ahhh. Hello. Um. Sorry for bursting in like that. Don't mind me, I promise I won't bug you, but loads of other places are full to bursting and I don't like-" She stopped speaking abruptly. Not a good idea to blurt your fears of small spaces to strangers. "Anyway. I'm Tora Gallaway, you are?" she stuck out her hand as she had been taught. Only polite, you know.
I wonder if Professor Airey could fix a TV to work at Hogwarts. I really hope so. I just can't miss another great football season. Hmm... maybe Minerva could? She is a good--
Forrest's thoughts were cut off by an apologising girl. He wasn't annoyed or anything though. He simply listened to the girl because she had burst into HIS compartment and he didn't have anything else to do. Thinking made him sad. So he focused on her. She looked embarrassed enough to have burst into his--was that HIS Oreo she was holding? His eyes narrowed at the sweets curiously, and he didn't hear past the '...full to bursting...' He still didn't look hostile--because it could be hers too; but if it was his, he wanted that back.
How to check his pockets without being rude to her?
"Yeah you can sit with me," he said lamely. He didn't tell her his name, because he hadn't heard her question. He was too preoccupied with that Oreo there. He looked into her eyes at last and smiled a little. Hmm... she was his age. But he didn't know her. Because she didn't tell her name.
Making his way through the corridor, peeking his head in compartments along the way, Asher finally found an empty seat. With his bag in hand, he entered and placed his things on the seat. He had left his trunk with the other luggage, but his bag held valuable items. Much too valuable to leave unattended.
Wondering if anyone would join him, Asher pulled out a quidditch magazine and began drooling over all of the wonderful brooms inside. He had a rough summer at home, but he did manage to save up half the amount he needed for a new broom. One more summer and he would have it. Excited at the though, a smile crept over his face and his eyes sparkled.
Eliza was in a bit of a daze. She was still tired from staying up so late in celebration of her last day of summer, so she chose a seat in the middle of the train and rested her chin in her hands. This year would be interesting for her. Interesting in a good way, she hoped. While she'd not have one of her good friends around at the school anymore, she knew she still had a few others that she could spend time with. Might even meet some more as time went by.
For now though, she let her mind dial down and let the warmth of her robes comfort her on this long ride. She let her hazel eyes trace the shapes of the trees and hills zooming past the train windows and felt her lids grow heavy.
Eliza was in a bit of a daze. She was still tired from staying up so late in celebration of her last day of summer, so she chose a seat in the middle of the train and rested her chin in her hands. This year would be interesting for her. Interesting in a good way, she hoped. While she'd not have one of her good friends around at the school anymore, she knew she still had a few others that she could spend time with. Might even meet some more as time went by.
For now though, she let her mind dial down and let the warmth of her robes comfort her on this long ride. She let her hazel eyes trace the shapes of the trees and hills zooming past the train windows and felt her lids grow heavy.
The middle of the train seemed like a safe option.
Actually, to Charlie, nowhere seemed like a safe option, really. What if there was some secret code that she didn't know about? What if it WASN'T even secret?! Like, did the first years sit one end, and the sevenths another? Or was it find at seat and claim it, quick? By the looks of things, she would be lucky to find even a tiny corner with the amount of people on the train.
Pulling her pencil from behind her ear, Charlie took to the old habit of chewing on the end out of nervousness. Most compartments emitted noice, so she chose one that seemed almost silent, and pulled the door open. That was when she noticed the girl, who looked asleep.
Shoot! was all she could think. "Uh, sorry, I.... er, I didn't realise that someone was in here.... I hope I didn't disturb you or....."
Chew pencil.
Chew pencil more.
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I wonder if Professor Airey could fix a TV to work at Hogwarts. I really hope so. I just can't miss another great football season. Hmm... maybe Minerva could? She is a good--
Forrest's thoughts were cut off by an apologising girl. He wasn't annoyed or anything though. He simply listened to the girl because she had burst into HIS compartment and he didn't have anything else to do. Thinking made him sad. So he focused on her. She looked embarrassed enough to have burst into his--was that HIS Oreo she was holding? His eyes narrowed at the sweets curiously, and he didn't hear past the '...full to bursting...' He still didn't look hostile--because it could be hers too; but if it was his, he wanted that back.
How to check his pockets without being rude to her?
"Yeah you can sit with me," he said lamely. He didn't tell her his name, because he hadn't heard her question. He was too preoccupied with that Oreo there. He looked into her eyes at last and smiled a little. Hmm... she was his age. But he didn't know her. Because she didn't tell her name.
Wonder if she would?
Tora lowered her hand awkwardly.... this boy was obviously one of those who got uncomfortable with the "formalness" of her introductions. Though this boy didn't look uncomfortable. Actually if anything he looked a little distracted. She looked down at the Oreo package in her hand wondering if that had anything to do with it. Probably did since the boy was staring right at it. Way to be obvious.
When she looked back up it was into the boy's eyes. Oh. Her age. She saw the quirk of a smile and responded in kind as she sat herself down across from the boy.
Referring to the boy as "the boy" in her thoughts reminded her that he still had yet to answer her question. "Um, what's your name?" she asked again just in case he hadn't heard the first time round.
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Text Cut: Tora
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Originally Posted by amadshade
Tora lowered her hand awkwardly.... this boy was obviously one of those who got uncomfortable with the "formalness" of her introductions. Though this boy didn't look uncomfortable. Actually if anything he looked a little distracted. She looked down at the Oreo package in her hand wondering if that had anything to do with it. Probably did since the boy was staring right at it. Way to be obvious.
When she looked back up it was into the boy's eyes. Oh. Her age. She saw the quirk of a smile and responded in kind as she sat herself down across from the boy.
Referring to the boy as "the boy" in her thoughts reminded her that he still had yet to answer her question. "Um, what's your name?" she asked again just in case he hadn't heard the first time round.
Had he been that obvious? Forrest reprimanded himself mentally, and resolved to look into her eyes only.
He sometimes still eyed the Oreo though. Because he wondered how it was, even if it was hers.
Had he been that obvious? Forrest reprimanded himself mentally, and resolved to look into her eyes only.
He sometimes still eyed the Oreo though. Because he wondered how it was, even if it was hers.
"Forrest. What's yours?"
Tora blinked in surprise. Hadn't the boy heard her introduction? Hadn't he noticed her offered hand? Hmm. Apparently not.
"Tora Gallaway." she said cutting out the handshake and her slight annoyance. Whatever, it wasn't worth getting angry over.
Tora regarded Forrest critically. He definitely wasn't a Ravenclaw like herself, she probably would have remembered him from the common room. One of the other houses then. Her next guess would either be Hufflepuff or Slytherin. But all the puffers she had seen had always been with a group of friends. So Slytherin? She shrugged to herself and decided to just ask.
"So what house are you?" she asked with a bit of exasperation. She knew that Forrest couldn't have seen into her mind to know what she was thinking about, and so would have no idea where the exasperation came from, but Tora couldn't help a little bit leak into her voice.
And then she realized the boy had been staring at her face the entire time she had been analyzing him. Which reminded her.... "Sorry, I shouldn't have been staring." she added belatedly more out of politeness than actual sincereness. After all Forrest had been staring at her too. Was continuing to stare actually.
Ohh. Tora would bet anything he was trying not to look at the cookie. Especially when the only times he looked away from her eyes were o look at the Oreo. She sighed. "Do you want it?" after all it wasn't technically hers. She had only found it a couple minutes ago. "Personally I would be careful though. I found it on the ground in the corridor so who knows what hexes might be in it." she thought it nice to give him a fair warning.
Ariana Logan, seventh year and nothing to show for it, surely her father wouldn't be too proud of that. He always saw her being everything he wasn't, prefect quidditch something, eventually head girl, but let's be honest, Ariana just didn't care for any of that really. She didn't want to be a prefect or head anything or quidditch anything. She was just Ariana. She failed some classes and barely made it by to be considered for quidditch, she wasn't the best player on the field by a long shot, but was better then most, considering she made the team three years running. But there was something different about this term, something off about the girl. Some might say she was just being dramatic given that her boyfriend of over a year was not only not at Hogwarts but traveling some distant place like Egypt or something by himself, possibly getting himself killed. She thrilled the ring on her hand that he had sent her just days before and smiled faintly. Of course a front ring wasn't librarians to wear and it didn't match her outfit at all, but it was from him so she wore it, like her bracelet he always wore, she would wear it as much, if not everyday, as she could.
Finding an empty compartment the girl tossed her bag onto the floor not even really caring and just stood there. She would not cry, she would NOT cry, she told herself not to do it. It was scaring boarding the train to go back for the last time and it surely scared Ariana. All of her friends knew what they were doing with their lives weather it was Professional Quidditch, or Uni to learn to be a healer or working elsewhere, everyone seemed to know where they belonged in the world. All except her, and here it was, her final year and she had NO IDEA what was next for her, not a clue. Finally she sat down and pulled her knees to her chest and just took in a breath.
She slacked off for six years, and with only one left, what was she going to do.
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SPOILER!!: Ariana
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Originally Posted by JennMarie
Ariana Logan, seventh year and nothing to show for it, surely her father wouldn't be too proud of that. He always saw her being everything he wasn't, prefect quidditch something, eventually head girl, but let's be honest, Ariana just didn't care for any of that really. She didn't want to be a prefect or head anything or quidditch anything. She was just Ariana. She failed some classes and barely made it by to be considered for quidditch, she wasn't the best player on the field by a long shot, but was better then most, considering she made the team three years running. But there was something different about this term, something off about the girl. Some might say she was just being dramatic given that her boyfriend of over a year was not only not at Hogwarts but traveling some distant place like Egypt or something by himself, possibly getting himself killed. She thrilled the ring on her hand that he had sent her just days before and smiled faintly. Of course a front ring wasn't librarians to wear and it didn't match her outfit at all, but it was from him so she wore it, like her bracelet he always wore, she would wear it as much, if not everyday, as she could.
Finding an empty compartment the girl tossed her bag onto the floor not even really caring and just stood there. She would not cry, she would NOT cry, she told herself not to do it. It was scaring boarding the train to go back for the last time and it surely scared Ariana. All of her friends knew what they were doing with their lives weather it was Professional Quidditch, or Uni to learn to be a healer or working elsewhere, everyone seemed to know where they belonged in the world. All except her, and here it was, her final year and she had NO IDEA what was next for her, not a clue. Finally she sat down and pulled her knees to her chest and just took in a breath.
She slacked off for six years, and with only one left, what was she going to do.
Taking the first bit of walking the train Minerva welcomed the alone time even if she wasn't really alone. Students were busy being happy, happy with a new school year, nervous, excited. She smiled at all of them even if she wasn't feeling smiley inside. She had to be smiley, peppy, and happy for all of them and she would be. She reached up and pet her purple ball of fluff who was sitting quietly on her shoulder. She felt sad for the little girl. Two years now.. two years her puff had gotten close with a furry friend and then came to start a new year without them. Not that she had lost Elise completely. She would see Elise at Christmas but that was months away yet.
As she walked Minerva noticed a lone person in one of the compartments. She looked upset and Minerva felt she knew why. Her insides hurt seeing her best friend look so sad, but feeling the same way. She opened the door and slowly making her way in. "Hey Ariana. You alright?" She took the seat next to the girl knowing hugs were necessary. Placing the pygmy puff down on the ground she watched as it bounced slowly looking around for a friend.
"Who brought you to the station today?" She wished she would have thought about Oakey already being gone. Min knew that she was having it rough, but Ari was going to have it even worse. She was at least seeing Ethan with her mirror, at Hogsmeade, and holidays. Oakey was who knows where doing who knows what. He couldn't even thought of his girlfriends feelings before he just up and left. Her rocky friendship with him already wasn't proving to get any better seeing how sad her best friend seem to be.
Brodie went into another compartment, luckily empty... He really wasn't looking forward to this year. He was alone and now he and Taylor had gotten into an argument because she was so snobby... This was just annoying now... He wanted to just get off the train but where would he go? Back to a hollow in a tree? Beg his parents for forgiveness that he didn't really care if he got or not? They'd force him into trying to win Rachel back or going after Vikki, neither of which did he want to do. So no... He'd just have to be miserable at Hogwarts or at least until he no longer needed a crutch and his arm in a sling so he would be able to get a job and make a life of his own.
Taking the first bit of walking the train Minerva welcomed the alone time even if she wasn't really alone. Students were busy being happy, happy with a new school year, nervous, excited. She smiled at all of them even if she wasn't feeling smiley inside. She had to be smiley, peppy, and happy for all of them and she would be. She reached up and pet her purple ball of fluff who was sitting quietly on her shoulder. She felt sad for the little girl. Two years now.. two years her puff had gotten close with a furry friend and then came to start a new year without them. Not that she had lost Elise completely. She would see Elise at Christmas but that was months away yet.
As she walked Minerva noticed a lone person in one of the compartments. She looked upset and Minerva felt she knew why. Her insides hurt seeing her best friend look so sad, but feeling the same way. She opened the door and slowly making her way in. "Hey Ariana. You alright?" She took the seat next to the girl knowing hugs were necessary. Placing the pygmy puff down on the ground she watched as it bounced slowly looking around for a friend.
"Who brought you to the station today?" She wished she would have thought about Oakey already being gone. Min knew that she was having it rough, but Ari was going to have it even worse. She was at least seeing Ethan with her mirror, at Hogsmeade, and holidays. Oakey was who knows where doing who knows what. He couldn't even thought of his girlfriends feelings before he just up and left. Her rocky friendship with him already wasn't proving to get any better seeing how sad her best friend seem to be.
we are NOT crying, not today, nope. Anyway, the girl shifted in her seat ever so slightly as she heard the door open. "I'm really not feeling like company so if you would just ple.." then she picked her head up. "Oh, Sorry Min." she really didnt want company but Min was welcomed company, she wanted min, Minnie was ok. " im ok" she said with a shrug though her words hung dry covered with lies, she was not ok, no where near ok even. she looked down at the ground as a little Pink Pygmy puffcrept out of her bag, and she totally forgot she was in there, the little puff seemed confused and scared "merlin! Sorry Maddy!" she said scooping the little friend up and making sure she was ok. "i forgot you we're in there." she was a bad momma and this is why she was not aloud to have nice things. "mum brought me, but she left before i crossed into the platform, something about her emotions or whatever." yeah, emotions she was trying to avoid those so good on you mum.
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SPOILER!!: Ariana
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Originally Posted by JennMarie
we are NOT crying, not today, nope. Anyway, the girl shifted in her seat ever so slightly as she heard the door open. "I'm really not feeling like company so if you would just ple.." then she picked her head up. "Oh, Sorry Min." she really didnt want company but Min was welcomed company, she wanted min, Minnie was ok. " im ok" she said with a shrug though her words hung dry covered with lies, she was not ok, no where near ok even. she looked down at the ground as a little Pink Pygmy puffcrept out of her bag, and she totally forgot she was in there, the little puff seemed confused and scared "merlin! Sorry Maddy!" she said scooping the little friend up and making sure she was ok. "i forgot you we're in there." she was a bad momma and this is why she was not aloud to have nice things. "mum brought me, but she left before i crossed into the platform, something about her emotions or whatever." yeah, emotions she was trying to avoid those so good on you mum.
Minerva looked down, Ariana was not alright, but to push it further or not was the question. Min knew her friend and knew what the seventh year was capable of. Her herself had been at the other end of Ariana's wand once. Starting off cautiously she gave a weak smile, "Ari.. You know it's alright not to be.." Min sighed and looked away trying to keep from loosing it herself. Her voice felt like it was shakier than she wanted it to be. "I'm not..." and she wasn't.. She felt so sad, but didn't want to show it to everyone. Plus she felt nervous and anxious on being Prefect this term. It was all to much. Someone was trying to put her back into St. Mungos she was sure of it.
Looking down at the pygmy puff Min gave a small smile. "Oh I almost forgot you had one now. Fluffy look a new friend." She watched as Fluffy came over and looked up to where Ariana had taken the new puff. Picking up her own Pygmy puff she let Fluffy move towards Maddy as she looked back up at Ariana. "I'm sorry I should have looked for you so you wouldn't have been alone." She was starting off as a horrible prefect being bossy earlier and now a horrible friend. When did she become so self absorbed that she couldn't look for her best friend at the platform. She looked down "Sorry about that."
Empty compartment?Oh would you look at that! She'd finally found somewhere to sit.
The little fairy along with her cat, Whiskers entered the compartment and plonked down on a seat. Her luggage was all in that compartment where everybody else's was and Abbi was quite impressed with herself for taking it there all by herself. Her fairy muscles were clearly improving.
Her small arms were tired now though and the choo choo train wasn't so fun to be on because it didn't stop moving. She wanted to be AT Hogwarts already, maybe they were almost there? Probably not. Donny had told her it would take long. If only she hadn't lost him she wouldn't be so bored.
Sigh. At least she had a pretty view, a view which gave her a good idea. The little eleven year old opened the window. "Aaaaaah....aaahhhhhh." She opened her mouth at the open air, it made her voice go all funny and she ended up giggling at herself.
Red O'Connell walked into a compartment that was empty, she had only made one friend so far and hadn't spoken to him since being in Diagon Alley. She hoped to make a friend from her own year, but so far wasn't very successful. Her parents hadn't waved goodbye, and nor did she want them too, but at the moment, she felt unbelievably alone.
Sighing, she took out her pad and pen and decided to write some more of her story, when a chapter was finished, she completed it with an image, this time, it was a young boy sitting alone under a willow tree, a brightly coloured creature lurking behind it with an unsavoury look on its face, all drawn in black ink and coloured in watercolour paints. Smiling at her creation, she began writing the next chapter, hoping someone would come and say hello, or inspire her for her story.
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Adi led the way, looking for a compartment as if he knew the train. But honestly, he hadn't the faintest idea where he was. He turned sheepishly to Anna. "Uhh. I think I'm lost. Exactly where are we?'' He blinked and looked away, feeling his cheeks turning warm. Great! What an impression to make on his new friend. He could see students milling around, some not so older than he was and some way older. Did they just select a random compartment? From where he was standing, he could see a few empty ones.
Red O'Connell walked into a compartment that was empty, she had only made one friend so far and hadn't spoken to him since being in Diagon Alley. She hoped to make a friend from her own year, but so far wasn't very successful. Her parents hadn't waved goodbye, and nor did she want them too, but at the moment, she felt unbelievably alone.
Sighing, she took out her pad and pen and decided to write some more of her story, when a chapter was finished, she completed it with an image, this time, it was a young boy sitting alone under a willow tree, a brightly coloured creature lurking behind it with an unsavoury look on its face, all drawn in black ink and coloured in watercolour paints. Smiling at her creation, she began writing the next chapter, hoping someone would come and say hello, or inspire her for her story.
So that trunk was heavy, so Charlie had left it behind in the luggage compartment. Instead he just had his little rucksack. In it he had his wand and his robes. And of course sweets. Not many though, he was going to get super slim this year at school. So his cousin wouldn't pick on him.
He almost skipped down the train rather happy that he was finally going to Hogwarts. He never thought this day would arrive. And it was here. His pockets jangled as he skipped. He looked in each compartment as he passed. There was a single person in one. He stopped and took a step back. It was Red.
He smiled, and pulled the door open. "Red?" he exclaimed, bounding in. "You're here too." Well where else would she be? She was going to Hogwarts like he was after all.
He plonked himself down next to her and peered at her drawing. "Watcher doing?" His eyes widened, "That's really good." Better than anything he could ever draw.
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It looks like I'm not ginger after all Charlie Tudor - 1st Year Slytherpuff
Tora blinked in surprise. Hadn't the boy heard her introduction? Hadn't he noticed her offered hand? Hmm. Apparently not.
"Tora Gallaway." she said cutting out the handshake and her slight annoyance. Whatever, it wasn't worth getting angry over.
Tora regarded Forrest critically. He definitely wasn't a Ravenclaw like herself, she probably would have remembered him from the common room. One of the other houses then. Her next guess would either be Hufflepuff or Slytherin. But all the puffers she had seen had always been with a group of friends. So Slytherin? She shrugged to herself and decided to just ask.
"So what house are you?" she asked with a bit of exasperation. She knew that Forrest couldn't have seen into her mind to know what she was thinking about, and so would have no idea where the exasperation came from, but Tora couldn't help a little bit leak into her voice.
And then she realized the boy had been staring at her face the entire time she had been analyzing him. Which reminded her.... "Sorry, I shouldn't have been staring." she added belatedly more out of politeness than actual sincereness. After all Forrest had been staring at her too. Was continuing to stare actually.
Ohh. Tora would bet anything he was trying not to look at the cookie. Especially when the only times he looked away from her eyes were o look at the Oreo. She sighed. "Do you want it?" after all it wasn't technically hers. She had only found it a couple minutes ago. "Personally I would be careful though. I found it on the ground in the corridor so who knows what hexes might be in it." she thought it nice to give him a fair warning.
Forrest STILL didn't get the clues--hey, SHE was the clever one here!--and looked as pleasantly as he could. Tora... nope, he didn't know her. But they had met NOW! He smiled. "Nice to meet you." He looked confused, gaze at the roof and lips repeating it silently; before a smile spread slowly. That rhymed! Now he understood better why people said it. He LOVED rhymes, and he couldn't believe how he'd never noticed that before.
GREAT mind working here, do not disturb.
And that great mind was, quite understandably, closed to her exasperation and critical looks; because it was too busy rediscovering the power of rhymes. But he heard her question this time, thankfully. However, it took him about two seconds to stop moving his lips silently, focus his gaze back on her and actually not look like an idiot.
Ahem.
"Hufflepuff," he said, and tried to stop his mind from thinking something that rhymed with that. "You?"
Oh, staring. Of course. Forrest DID get sarcasm like that. Occasionally. When he wanted to hear the ugly truth. He knew he had been staring too, but he didn't want to admit it out loud. He wasn't that open to dealing with the ugly truth, so he just shrugged to indicate it was alright, and looked out of the window. That should prevent him from staring at her--
Wait was she offering HIS Oreo?
He hadn't really checked, but he was sure it was his. He turned back at her with immediate effect and just stared at her while he processed her warning. Was it really..? That was his cue to check his pockets. His hands moved niftily around his clothes, and he looked pleased witht he outcome of his search.
"I don't think so. That must be mine. I must have dropped it off, y'see." She would understand why. None of his pockets were deep enough to actually hold it. "But yeah, help yourself." He wasn't going to eat it all by himself. It'd be rude.
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