Originally Posted by emmafan123

Alfie was early. And though she didn't particularly mind being early for the train (much preferring that in comparison to arriving late), she was a bit worried that most of her friends wouldn't have arrived yet. But she assumed she'd find someone that she knew, so she wasn't all that concerned. As the little blonde Ravenclaw walked swiftly down the station, her two parents weren't far behind, their pair of glances sweeping over the various inhabitants of the station.

Her mother, small in stature in the same way that Alfie herself was, would've resembled her daughter greatly if it wasn't for the obnoxious amount of thought she obviously put into her appearance. An admitted shop-a-holic, Mrs. Port showed it well with a large designer bag hanging from her slender arm and a pair of almost ridiculously large sunglasses on her face, covering up any resemblance that might've existed underneath it all. For what her mother covered up, Alfie's father showed on his face. A simplistically straight-foward sort of person, the man didn't spend much of his personal money on anything too frivolous. Well dressed but in the way that suggested he wore such things only to intimidate, Mr. Port strode along in a pair of nice dress pants, his shirt tucked in neatly beneath his sports coat. His expression, though relatively young in terms of years (well, for a father), reflected the wrinkles of one who took his job far too seriously, though at the same time suggested that he was once handsome before he grew too stern to care about such things as attractiveness.

The idea of either of them being related to Alfie was almost absurd.

Alfie did get her blue eyes from her father, but his weren't even half as large as her own. Or, maybe it just seemed that way because his brow appeared permanently furrowed, either because he was working or he was disapproving of something. Either way, his eyes did not show the same life that his daughter's did. Her blonde hair could've come from either of her parents, as they were both blondes as well, though her mother's hair contained mass amounts of unnecessary highlights. Her father's was short and trim, in that way that made you assume it was expensive, but for no good reason as it was the most straight forward one you could get it. This description seems harsh, and possibly unnecessarily so, as Alfie's parents were in no way bad people. In fact, they were pretty nice for the most part. Her mother, though completely shallow, was kind and had good intentions, the more social of the pair, and her father, though admittedly a fairly strict man, only wanted the best for his family. But neither of them were much like Alfie, who though very quiet, could easily be called sweet and very much down to earth. She had a warmth to her that her parents didn't; well, at least until one got the chance to know them.

They had just paused in the platform to discuss when the train would actually be leaving, when Alfie's large blue eyes settled on a blonde Malfoy on a bench all alone. "Emma?!" the girl called excitedly, eyes lighting up as she left her bag carelessly alongside her parents and ran over in her direction.

Originally Posted by princess of*hp*

Opening his eyes, Theodore's mouth immediately curved into a smile as the realization that he had rushed through the barrier for the last time sunk in. It was a bittersweet feeling. It could have been even more bitter if not for Bree mewling at him to get a move on, perched on her makeshift throne that was Theo's trunk that he pushed along on his trolley. "Alright, alright," Theodore mused, chuckling lightly. Patting the tabby on the back, she lithely jumped from the trunk before her owner heaved it off of the trolley. Placing the steel wheelabout near the brick wall of the platform, where others had been left, he returned to his luggage and cat to find that Bree had perched herself on top of the trunk once more. "Have it your way," Theodore shrugged, drawing his wand from the front pocket of his jeans. It was only now, when he felt something metallic and sharp in his pocket, that the Ravenclaw recalled his duty.

Theodore was not simply a seventh year eagle, but Prefect Dumble, now! To tell the truth, the title embarrassed him, but what was there to do about it? Drawing the navy-and-bronzed colored badge from his pocket, which gleamed from the sunlight that poured in from the skylights, he pinned it onto his polo. He hadn't wanted to wear it while on the muggle platform for the sake of not drawing even more attention to himself. Honestly, the teen felt like a bit of a prat, but the Head Boy and Girl, both Slytherins, would have probably disemboweled him for forgetting such a simple thing as to wear his new badge. Tearing his eyes from the pin that now gleamed obnoxiously on his chest, Theodore drew his wand once more and aimed it at the trunk. With a swish and the utterance of the words, "locomotor trunk," his suitcase, Bree sitting on top, levitated and floated at his side as he moved through the thickening crowd. Where were his friends and his fellow prefects?

It was when he saw two blonde heads a short distance away, bobbing together excitedly, that Theodore immediately felt his stomach happily flip over. He would bet all of the galleons in his wallet that it was none other than Emma Malfoy and Alfie Port. Dropping off the trunk where the conductor was collecting all baggage, Bree hopped off and wound her way through the crowd as Theodore rushed over to his friend and girlfriend, knowing his intelligent cat would find her way to him efficiently as soon as she heard the train's whistle blow. Coming up behind the bench, Theodore placed his hands on the backrest and on either side of the girls as he leaned over to give Alfie a quick kiss on the top of her head. "Good afternoon," He beamed a wide smile, not sure whether his new badge or his dorky grin was more obnoxious.

Originally Posted by emmafan123

Alfie had just had enough time to come and greet the blonde Malfoy at her side, about to inquire as to the rest of her summer when she suddenly felt the shadow of another person approaching their bench from behind. Before the girl could even fully register that someone was there, she had received a kiss on the top of her head, and she immediately registered that this must have been none other than Theodore Dumble. As his voice filled the air around them in a greeting, her suspicions were confirmed, and the little blonde Ravenclaw couldn't help but let the warmest of smiles fall onto her features. "Theo!" In a moment, she had jumped up onto her feet and rounded the bench, practically tackling the boy in a hug. She'd missed him. It hadn't really been all that long since she'd last seen her boyfriend, but it felt like ages. It'd been at least a couple of weeks since their last meeting, though their letters seemed to be exchanging every other day.

It was as Alfie collided gently with the boy in a kind of clumsy but sweet hug that her face, which normally felt the soft material of whatever Theo happened to be wearing that day, hit something much less forgiving. Rather, something metallic and stuck to his shirt! His prefect badge! Blue eyes widening as though having discovered some secret treasure, the little Ravenclaw withdrew from the hug just slightly to admire the sight of the prefect badge she knew he owned but had never set eyes on before. "Theo..." she murmured gently, endearment in her tone as her large blue eyes seemed to fill with pride. "It looks so good on you!" she approved softly, her expression rather beaming at the boy as she leaned up with the intention of placing a gentle kiss on his lips. That was her intention, until she felt the cold, hard gaze of two people across the traffic of the station, which was constantly moving in the middle of the walkways. Oh right. Her parents were here. Alfie's long blonde hair swished around her as she whipped her head around to catch the gaze of her parents from across the way.

Alfie had told her parents about Theo the second summer had began, of course they needed to know! But even if she hadn't said anything, her parents would've had to be idiots to not know their daughter had a boyfriend. She had been constantly exchanging letters with someone all summer, she wore her locket nearly all the time, and besides, she just seemed different. Not in a bad way, but rather, she seemed...so much more happy that summer. But it was obvious by Mr. Port's expression that he did not seem particularly thrilled to see his daughter around who he assumed to be her boyfriend. Though Mr. Port had never been necessarily over-the-top protective dad, and Alfie was certainly not daddy's little girl or anything of the sort, he was still a father. And an intimidating one at that. He was mostly concerned with the idea of Alfie getting distracted from her studies, or moreso, with any Quidditch-related activities he hoped she'd be involved with this year. (But, as he had been assured plenty of times over the summer, Alfie had no interest in being on the school team, much to his disappointment.) His relationship with his daughter had never been all that great, considering his dedication to his career and the fact that they had hardly anything in common. So when she said she had a boyfriend, he wasn't concerned so much with his little girl growing up (since Alfie had pretty much been an independent person for years) or losing his daughter to someone else, or any of that emotional nonsense, but rather that in one way or another she'd find herself off track. Off course. And that just wouldn't do.

And so, it was with this attitude that the Ports walked over to the three students, standing a few feet in front of them and still exuding that same cold demeanor that discouraged others from speaking with them. "My parents," Alfie muttered softly in explanation, her smile falling just slightly as she turned to lock eyes with Theo for a moment before releasing herself from their small half-hug situation. "Uh...Emma, Theo, this is my Mum and Dad," Alfie announced with a weak smile, tucking some of her long blonde hair behind one of her ears as she stepped around the bench to introduce the two groups. Her father was the first to move as he stepped up in the next moment, his stern expression holding onto a precise smile, one that he used in nearly all business situations, and though 99% fake, it did the job of showing off some business-worthy pearly whites. His bright blue eyes, though the exact same shade as Alfie's own, were concentrated in a cool gaze of pure evaluation as he shook Emma's hand gently and politely before grabbing Theo's rather roughly and giving it a firm shake.

"You must be Theo," he announced with a grin, which though slightly different from the smile before it, reflected the same amount of mock enthusiasm, his blue eyes giving away some of the curiosity he had in meeting these friends his daughter had been exchanging letters with all summer. And of course, how could he not be curious to meet Theodore? Alfie's mother lifted the large sunglasses from her face and flashed the pair a more genuine smile, though it didn't have so much interest behind it.

"Lovely to meet you both," she said with a nod as she gave a gentle shake of the hand to Emma and then Theo moments later. The introductions seemed to be enough to make Alfie want to board the train right then and there. Still at Theo's side, she gently enveloped his hand after her parents were done shaking it, her father having done so with the force of a business deal. Her gentle touch must have been an extreme contrast to poor Theo's right hand, surely, from what it had just been through.

"Well, Mum, Dad," Alfie started softly, pure discomfort on her features. "You should probably get going, right?"

Originally Posted by Pinky

Lexi beamed at her little friend. hehehe. "Well when you have a good student to work with it's pretty easy," she said with a wink. It was all true though. Heheh.

Chuckling greatly Lexi nodded her head. "We were fine. I wanted to set fire to the filthy little things, but I was still underage." Then a thought occurred to her. Flexing her wrist she let her wand slide out into her hand. Taking a quick glance around she then nonverbally cast Orchideus. Catching the lovely bundle of Gerbera daisies she held them out for Alice. "For you. Just a small token."

Hugging Alice back she blinked a few times to keep her eyes from tearing up. She was an adult now. There was no room for any of that mess. Heh. "I am always just an owl away, Alice. Never forget that."

And then... as she was looking over Alice's shoulder she caught sight of another favorite young person of hers.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!



Letting go of Alice and stepping back a bit she beamed brightly at the boy that was trying NOT to make it obvious he was listening to their conversation. Hehe. "TOM BROADMOOR! Get your bum over here and give us a hug!" Lexi exclaimed as she bounced a little with excitement.

She had made Tom a promise... she would be around as much as she could for him and right now she demanded HUGS from the boy. Stretching her arms out she WAITED.

Originally Posted by emmafan123

Alfie had just had enough time to come and greet the blonde Malfoy at her side, about to inquire as to the rest of her summer when she suddenly felt the shadow of another person approaching their bench from behind. Before the girl could even fully register that someone was there, she had received a kiss on the top of her head, and she immediately registered that this must have been none other than Theodore Dumble. As his voice filled the air around them in a greeting, her suspicions were confirmed, and the little blonde Ravenclaw couldn't help but let the warmest of smiles fall onto her features. "Theo!" In a moment, she had jumped up onto her feet and rounded the bench, practically tackling the boy in a hug. She'd missed him. It hadn't really been all that long since she'd last seen her boyfriend, but it felt like ages. It'd been at least a couple of weeks since their last meeting, though their letters seemed to be exchanging every other day.

It was as Alfie collided gently with the boy in a kind of clumsy but sweet hug that her face, which normally felt the soft material of whatever Theo happened to be wearing that day, hit something much less forgiving. Rather, something metallic and stuck to his shirt! His prefect badge! Blue eyes widening as though having discovered some secret treasure, the little Ravenclaw withdrew from the hug just slightly to admire the sight of the prefect badge she knew he owned but had never set eyes on before. "Theo..." she murmured gently, endearment in her tone as her large blue eyes seemed to fill with pride. "It looks so good on you!" she approved softly, her expression rather beaming at the boy as she leaned up with the intention of placing a gentle kiss on his lips. That was her intention, until she felt the cold, hard gaze of two people across the traffic of the station, which was constantly moving in the middle of the walkways. Oh right. Her parents were here. Alfie's long blonde hair swished around her as she whipped her head around to catch the gaze of her parents from across the way.

Alfie had told her parents about Theo the second summer had began, of course they needed to know! But even if she hadn't said anything, her parents would've had to be idiots to not know their daughter had a boyfriend. She had been constantly exchanging letters with someone all summer, she wore her locket nearly all the time, and besides, she just seemed different. Not in a bad way, but rather, she seemed...so much more happy that summer. But it was obvious by Mr. Port's expression that he did not seem particularly thrilled to see his daughter around who he assumed to be her boyfriend. Though Mr. Port had never been necessarily over-the-top protective dad, and Alfie was certainly not daddy's little girl or anything of the sort, he was still a father. And an intimidating one at that. He was mostly concerned with the idea of Alfie getting distracted from her studies, or moreso, with any Quidditch-related activities he hoped she'd be involved with this year. (But, as he had been assured plenty of times over the summer, Alfie had no interest in being on the school team, much to his disappointment.) His relationship with his daughter had never been all that great, considering his dedication to his career and the fact that they had hardly anything in common. So when she said she had a boyfriend, he wasn't concerned so much with his little girl growing up (since Alfie had pretty much been an independent person for years) or losing his daughter to someone else, or any of that emotional nonsense, but rather that in one way or another she'd find herself off track. Off course. And that just wouldn't do.

And so, it was with this attitude that the Ports walked over to the three students, standing a few feet in front of them and still exuding that same cold demeanor that discouraged others from speaking with them. "My parents," Alfie muttered softly in explanation, her smile falling just slightly as she turned to lock eyes with Theo for a moment before releasing herself from their small half-hug situation. "Uh...Emma, Theo, this is my Mum and Dad," Alfie announced with a weak smile, tucking some of her long blonde hair behind one of her ears as she stepped around the bench to introduce the two groups. Her father was the first to move as he stepped up in the next moment, his stern expression holding onto a precise smile, one that he used in nearly all business situations, and though 99% fake, it did the job of showing off some business-worthy pearly whites. His bright blue eyes, though the exact same shade as Alfie's own, were concentrated in a cool gaze of pure evaluation as he shook Emma's hand gently and politely before grabbing Theo's rather roughly and giving it a firm shake.

"You must be Theo," he announced with a grin, which though slightly different from the smile before it, reflected the same amount of mock enthusiasm, his blue eyes giving away some of the curiosity he had in meeting these friends his daughter had been exchanging letters with all summer. And of course, how could he not be curious to meet Theodore? Alfie's mother lifted the large sunglasses from her face and flashed the pair a more genuine smile, though it didn't have so much interest behind it.

"Lovely to meet you both," she said with a nod as she gave a gentle shake of the hand to Emma and then Theo moments later. The introductions seemed to be enough to make Alfie want to board the train right then and there. Still at Theo's side, she gently enveloped his hand after her parents were done shaking it, her father having done so with the force of a business deal. Her gentle touch must have been an extreme contrast to poor Theo's right hand, surely, from what it had just been through.

"Well, Mum, Dad," Alfie started softly, pure discomfort on her features. "You should probably get going, right?"

Originally Posted by Emms

The blonde looked up and saw her Ravenclaw friend standing before her. A smile appeared on her face. An excited smile. She was glad to her Ravenclaw friend. "Alfie!" she cried and she hugged her friend. The Malfoy was just about to ask how Alfie was going and suddenly Theodore Dumble appeared. Smirk. And he kissed Alfie in front of her parents! Scandalous!. If Brae had done that in front of her parents, he'd be on the floor, knocked out cold. Poor Braeden. Her parents had harassed him a lot.

"Theo!" she cried and punched his shoulder lightly, chuckling slightly. The blonde smiled at him and before she could attack him for his bromance attack at the bouncy castle, the blonde was being introduced to Alfie's parents. Ah, parents. Time to be polite and formal. Her parents seemed nice, well at least to her. It looked as if Alfie's father was going to squeeze Theo's hand off. The blonde bit her lip to stop herself from smirking.

"Hello. Mr and Mrs. Port. Lovely to meet you too," she said with a wide, polite grin. Yes, it was always good to be kind to your friend's parents. Yep, yep. Always good. The blonde grinned at Alfie and Theo. "So how have you two been since last time I saw you?" she asked the two love birds. She casually put a strand of blonde hair behind her ear as she stayed, grinning at her two friends. Ahh. This was nice. She was glad that the two had arrived early, otherwise she would have been alone. But, where was Braeden, when you needed him? Knowing her boyfriend, the Slytherin had predicted that he would be a little late. As usual. The Gryffindor running for the train.

Emma's brown eyes gazed at both of them but something caught her eye. Wait, a minute. What was that blue thing on Theo's robes. NO WAY. Emma's mouth dropped to make a perfect O. "Theo. Your, you're a Prefect! Congrats!" she exclaimed and then saluted him. Right, she had forgotten that Theodore had become a Prefect. Guys, this is bad. Hopefully, dear Theo wouldn't take any points away from her or Alfie. Hehe. The blonde clasped her hands together, a little nervous. "So, dear Theo. You won't be taking any nice, shiny emeralds away from us Snakes, right? Or us, Slytherclaws?" she asked, with her brown eyes wide as she tried to look angelic as possible.

Originally Posted by Emms

The blonde looked up and saw her Ravenclaw friend standing before her. A smile appeared on her face. An excited smile. She was glad to her Ravenclaw friend. "Alfie!" she cried and she hugged her friend. The Malfoy was just about to ask how Alfie was going and suddenly Theodore Dumble appeared. Smirk. And he kissed Alfie in front of her parents! Scandalous!. If Brae had done that in front of her parents, he'd be on the floor, knocked out cold. Poor Braeden. Her parents had harassed him a lot.

"Theo!" she cried and punched his shoulder lightly, chuckling slightly. The blonde smiled at him and before she could attack him for his bromance attack at the bouncy castle, the blonde was being introduced to Alfie's parents. Ah, parents. Time to be polite and formal. Her parents seemed nice, well at least to her. It looked as if Alfie's father was going to squeeze Theo's hand off. The blonde bit her lip to stop herself from smirking.

"Hello. Mr and Mrs. Port. Lovely to meet you too," she said with a wide, polite grin. Yes, it was always good to be kind to your friend's parents. Yep, yep. Always good. The blonde grinned at Alfie and Theo. "So how have you two been since last time I saw you?" she asked the two love birds. She casually put a strand of blonde hair behind her ear as she stayed, grinning at her two friends. Ahh. This was nice. She was glad that the two had arrived early, otherwise she would have been alone. But, where was Braeden, when you needed him? Knowing her boyfriend, the Slytherin had predicted that he would be a little late. As usual. The Gryffindor running for the train.

Emma's brown eyes gazed at both of them but something caught her eye. Wait, a minute. What was that blue thing on Theo's robes. NO WAY. Emma's mouth dropped to make a perfect O. "Theo. Your, you're a Prefect! Congrats!" she exclaimed and then saluted him. Right, she had forgotten that Theodore had become a Prefect. Guys, this is bad. Hopefully, dear Theo wouldn't take any points away from her or Alfie. Hehe. The blonde clasped her hands together, a little nervous. "So, dear Theo. You won't be taking any nice, shiny emeralds away from us Snakes, right? Or us, Slytherclaws?" she asked, with her brown eyes wide as she tried to look angelic as possible.

Originally Posted by princess of*hp*

When Alfie ran into his welcoming arms, Theodore felt like the sinews in his cheeks were ready to split and as if he would never stop grinning like a joyous idiot. Imagine that; having to go to a healer from an overdose of happiness and excitement. Little Miss Port definitely had a magical spell over him. Had he not known better, the seventh year would have guessed that she fed him a near-daily supply of love potion, slipping it into his food and refreshments. "That's Prefect Dumble to you, shnookums!" He teased, just as ready as she to lean in for a reunion smooch. That was before he was momentarily left there, eyes closed like an oblivious sod, as he waited to feel her lips on his. Nothing came. Opening his eyes, Theodore immediately released the fifth year and stepped back, standing erect and blinking a few times to register what had just happened. Had they just been broken up by the PDA police? Had Emma gotten annoyed that easily and called them on the two lovers? Theodore knew that calling Alfie by the silly name of shnookums had been a stupid idea, just a little something to embarrass her in front of their Slytherin friend, but...

Alfie's introduction almost immediately cleared up the boy's confusion. These were her... it nearly pained Theodore to even think of the word. Her parents. It was now that the Ravenclaw wished his parents would have accompanied him onto the platform, or that Bree was around for a bit of feline back-up. Speaking of Bree, where was her nearest and dearest frenemy, Jay? He couldn't have swooped in and distracted the Ports from the scene that they had just disturbed? No? Oh, bugger. He glanced between Mr. and Mrs. Port, having a hard time avoiding the frightening gaze of her father and his professional aura. Intimidation was definitely in the air; could her parents smell his fear? "I, I really... it's really a great pleasure to finally meet you both. Truly," Theodore felt comfortable enough while shaking the hand of her mother, but Mr. Port felt like he was attempting to tear off his hand. Or maybe it was just in Theodore's imagination. "I... I've heard so much about-" It was then that Emma and Alfie mercifully cut short his awkward rambling. Saving Theodore from himself was a full time job, and these girls definitely were pros at being his heroines in this instances. He managed to relax slightly, straight shoulders slumping down relaxedly, as Alfie's had grasped him and transferred a subliminal message of comfort. So, this was what it was like to meet the family? Theodore wished he would have been a bit more compassionate towards Braeden at Malfoy Manor a few weeks ago when he had faced the wrath of Draco Severus. Shudder. But then again, that hulk of a quidditch player gave everyone the willies. He at least made every male in the immediate area feel a terrifying shriveling of their loins.

Glancing at Emma, Theo felt like willing her to step in. Although Alfie's parents leaving would make him feel a bit better, this was a necessary step in their relationship, and Alfie rushing them off so quickly felt a bit rude. But what was he to do? Stuck in the middle. A prefect, and stuck in the middle. This was horrible. Never had he ever felt such a drop in his mood. It was then that Emma began her questioning. "Ha, oh, thank you," He nodded politely, smiling slightly. "I... I'll take points when I need to..." He mused shiftily, although he knew punishing friends for misdeeds would make him feel too guilty to function.