Varius' summer had been a hectic one. He had been constantly busy and it was no surprise to himself that he was now boarding the Hogwarts Express yet again to return him to his beloved school. Or will it be so beloved now with a werewolfish Headmaster and Ancient Runes professor? No matter, Varius had plans for that.

His mother didn't take too well to the news of the werewolfish goings on and took action immediately. She had sent an owl to the Ministry first, but clearly that hadn't worked. She then got together with some of the other parents to discuss these happenings and determine what should be done to give a safe future to lil' Varius and his classmates. Most of her attempts to remove the werewolves from the school had failed so she had to rely on second best - she asked Varius to keep people aware of the werewolves and how dangerous they were so that they would be on the look out from any unexpected dangers (or weakened cages).

To start this awareness-campaign-thing, Varius had a number of fliers under his arm. He walked about the back of the carriage, taking each parchment, placing it on the wall before removing his wand and casting a simple sticking charm so that the message was there for all to see. It read as follows:


(Graphic made by RoRo, logo by Dot <33)

At long last, the train was here.

Samson was beginning to wonder if he had missed the train. Then again, Sabrina would have missed it, too. And she never missed anything! So it was a relief when, at the last minute, he was able to jump on the back of the train and find a decent compartment. Yes, he would be reserving this compartment for himself, Sabrina, Issy, of course, and anyone else they decided to tag along as long as they were bearable and nice. He surveyed the place, and after deciding that it was worthy of their presence, dumped his duffel bag on the floor, which fell with a thud, and sat down, a muffled poof coming from the seat due to the long period of time the foam was unused and unseated on. Looking around, he noticed several other students hustling and bustling about, looking for compartments and finding their friends, being noisy and rowdy.

Sigh. It was times like these when he really, really missed Gavin.

Ah well. No use crying over spilled milk, they always did say. Instead, laugh about it.

Stretching along the length of the compartment seat, Sam raised his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, waiting. He was sure his companions knew where to find him.

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To start this awareness-campaign-thing, Varius had a number of fliers under his arm. He walked about the back of the carriage, taking each parchment, placing it on the wall before removing his wand and casting a simple sticking charm so that the message was there for all to see. It read as follows:


(Graphic made by RoRo <33)

He didn't have his eyes closed for long, though, when he heard some kind of disturbance outside. He poked his head out of his compartment, and watched with curiosity as a boy seemed to be fiddling with something on the wall of the train. When the boy had backed away, Samson could not help but be curious.

The word 'werewolf' was what caught his eye first. He remembered the strange kid at Florean's who was screaming about werewolves. So, it was true then?

Sam took hold of the flyer and tried to tug it, but gave up on the first try when it wouldn't come of. Instead, he turned to the boy who had put it there.

"Oy. What's this about, then?"

He was rather fond of werewolves, from what he read of them.

Mystic hopped on the train with her little enchanted trunks and her owl Haru. She thought she would head to the back of the train, that where all her friends she meet last year in Diagon Alley sat.
It was still early so there was a lot of empty seat at the back. Finding an empty compartment Mystic unstrapped her trunks and put them on the luggage rank along with her owl. Adjusting her glasses on her nose she then sat down and waited to see if her friends would show up.
Well she hope they where still friends. She was not very social last year. She was not sure if it was all that was going on that year at school or that she was unsure about her bubblegum pink hair and sour green apple lollipop eyes. She really likes it now and she was not the only person at school with different color hair.

Just as Nataly finished her sentance, a boy passed past her and glued a sign to the wall. She looked at it and read it.
"Werewolfs? Huh?" She asked Herminny.

andrew entered the back of the train. Here was as crowded as the other parts of the train. He had said goodbye to his parents, hugged them and waved while getting on the train. He and his parents wasnt good at talking their feelings so that was a simple goodbye... He looked around to see some friends honestly to see Sara while he was carrying his trunk through the corridoor...

Today was a spectacular day! Sara Lyons thought to herself. She was well on her way to finally getting to Hogwart. The entry into Platform 9 3/4 had been a bit of a challenge... she had been afraid of killing her owl, Orion, but everything had gone quite smoothly. Too bad she had missed Andrew, he would've helped her through the entrance...maybe he'd get here in time to help Sara get her huge trunk onto the train. How could they expect a girl the size of her to get her luggage onto the train by herself... Sara looked around for Andrew, her 'Knight in shining armour'!

Seeing a sudden movement out of the corner of his eye, Jake saw a flier affixed to a nearby window and immediately reached for his wand, watching Varius make his rounds.

"Avexis," he said, pointing his wand not at Varius, but at the poster, immediately unsticking it. After reading through it a few times, Jake was tempted to run after Varius and smack him upside the head.

But another part of him... didn't want to do that. Another part... another horrible, prejudiced part of him, was considering leaving up the posters, let everyone see.

Until his nicer and more natural side showed.

Jake grimaced and folded up the poster, putting it in the pocket of his oversized jeans for later reference.

Nancy was not in the best mood today. No, not at all. To be honest she was in quite a fowl mood as she had not yet seen her boyfriend today. Especially today! Today when there was so much she needed to talk to him about. Or how she should rather put it, today when he had so many questions to answer. Yes, this should be interesting...

And now she was here, on the Hogwarts Express, looking for an empty compartment, all on her own as neither Steven nor her black-and-white cat had accompanied her into the train. Steven because she had not yet found him, and Chis because she had simply left him at home. Who needed that black and white furball anyway?!

Either way, here she was, alone, not being very successful at finding what she was looking for. No, not Steven, but an empty compartment. As she passed a compartment at the back of the train, Nancy quickly glanced inside to see that it was only occupied by a girl who looked about her age. Furthermore, however, she looked familiar. Furrowing her brow slightly Nancy halted right in front of the compartment door trying to figure out who that girl was.

After a few moments of simply staring into the compartment she realized that she probably looked like a complete moron staring into an almost empty compartment without showing any signs of either entering or walking past. Clearing her throat Nancy therefore shoved the door open and took a quick step into the compartment, still gazing at the girl. "Hey. D'you mind if I sit with you? All the other compartments are full." Nancy asked even though the second part was not completely true, she hadn't exactly been looking for an empty compartment further down the train. She simply wanted to know how come she knew that girl.

Iris coudn't see Aaron of Fallon on the platform anywhere, so she said goodbye to her mum and she hoisted her somewhat heavy trunk onto the train. She made her way to the back of the train, with Luna's basket balancing on hop of her trunk as she dragged it past all of the compartments that already had students in there.

She saw Evan again in one of them. Great ... She dragged her trunk past his compartment quickly, but this got the better of her and she found herself on the floor, trunk on top of her legs and Luna meowing unhappily from her carry basket- which was now several feet away.

Why? Why me? ... Where's Aaron or Fallon when you need them? Though Fallon wouldn't be much help here ... She'd just gawp at Evan ...
And you'd just gawp at Aaron.
I thought you had gone?
Just Temporarily.
Great. Just, Great.

Iris looked up at the poster near by her, That is rediculous! They can't let that be there! There's nothing wrong with the Professor Lupa! Her potion was tampered with!. Iris decided that she was going to take the poster down as soon as she got the trunk off her legs.

Still tugging his sleeves, Blake glanced up as Jake began to tell him something about his hair being pink, a pink cat at Hogwarts and a Professor name bunny? How awkward is that? Even though he had heard llots of absurd names, a few belonged to him too -ahem- Bunny seemed like a very unlikely name for a grown-up professor, of course he hadn't seen the teacher but since they were a teacher, they are supposed to be old, "Bunny? Did you just say Bunny?" He said raising his eyebrow as he decided to just leave his stupid sleeve alone. His lips curled into a smile once he realized that the teacher was actually a female, hmm a female professor called Bunny makes a lot more sense rather than an old mustache-y professor, eek.

Making himself a little more comfortable, Blake placed his hands at the back of his head, tapping his feet lightly on the floor of the train, "So you're from hufflepuff? I used to call it pufflehuff but this girl I met at Diagon Alley corrected me." He let out a hearty chuckle and gazed outside the window. Ahhh, he was an idiot for not saying his goodbyes to mum and dad. Sulking a little, Blake turned his head back to where Jake was sitting, "Super new. I expect to be sorted into Slytherin although I genuinely want to be a Hufflepuff. I heard Slytherins are mean souls but seriously I am so not like them, obnoxious a little but mean? Never." He informed the pink haired boy with great pride, he was definitely not a meany.

Blake looked at a boy from the corner of his eye who was sticking something at the door if their compartment. He looked at Jake curiously as the younger boy unstickied the poster and pocketed it after giving it a read, "What's that about?" He asked with great interest, his blue eyes sparkled with curiosity.

Varius had suspected he would get a few people questioning his posters, and they had every right to he supposed - but he had planned on doing this with as little conflict as possible. "It's about a very serious issue," he simply stated before sticking another one of the posters outside another compartment.

"You see, we now have two werewolves on staff. Two dangers. Two life-threatening entities. The Headmaster was lucky Lupa didn't kill him last term or anyone else for that matter, but now we have two werewolves! Two! Not safe at all. Nope. Not safe," he murmured to himself, handing the older boy a poster all to himself.

Varius had overheard the girl and gave her a curt nod before handing her out a poster. "Just be careful ladies," he warned as he set off to stick up more.

Jake's actions didn't go unnoticed, but Varius simply assumed it was so he could look over it later or share it with his friends, otherwise he would have torn down all the other posters Varius' had put up. No matter - the more people aware of this unfortunate circumstance, the better.

after Andrew placed his trunk in an empty compartmant he got out of the train to find his friend, he looked at the train thought as it was stunning... He walked randomly in the Platform 9 3/4 hooop he came across with Sara who was carrying her big trunk(indeed even bigger than her). ''Hey Sara!!'' he called after her ''What are you doing with that thing. C'mon give it to me''be polite, I hope she is happy to see me.he thought

While mystic was sitting hoping her friends showed up she was getting tired so she thought she would take a nap. She laid her head down, closed her eyes at went to sleep.

Rhea's eyes fluttered open slightly when she felt the eyes of someone on her. She however didn't let the new comer know that she had seen her staring.

Ok odd...why was this girl staring at her?

She wanted to have a better look at who it was, seeing as she could only make out the outline of the girl but was saved the awkwardness of staring back when the girl entered and spoke.

"No I don't mind have a seat," she replied sitting up. The girl looked strangely familiar to her but she just could not put a finger on where they had met. Well of course they attend Hogwarts together, and it could be that she had just maybe passed her on her way to class, but she some how doubted that theory.

"Im sorry, do I know you from somewhere? Friend of a friend maybe?" she asked looking the girl over while trying to place where exactly they had met.

Rhea turned to look as a boy posted an anti-werewolf poster on her compartment door and scowled. The nerve of him!
Quickly, she pulled out her wand and removed the sticking charm, then summoned the poster to her. Once in her hand she ripped it to threads.
"Someone has to stop him."she said quietly, ideas already flooding her mind.

The night before, Issy's sleep had been terrible. Admittedly, reasoning behind her awful sleep was anything but. For the past week or so, she had been awfully restless and giddy. Her parents could not imagine what caused it or why it was so and Fredreich had been growing increasingly suspicious, so perhaps it was due time that she made it back to Hogwarts. Because of her bad sleep, though, she'd nearly over slept too long and had to fly through the house to dress and do hair and what nots to ensure that she'd not be late.

Now that she was on the train, though, lethargy was slowly creeping back. Walking from the front of the train hadn't helped, admittedly, but she was searching for Samson and while more often than not he was always int he back, she was always compelled to begin at the front and search and search to make sure he wasn't around.

And finally, there he was.

"Samson!" squealed Issy, picking up speed and running at him.

Samson's eyes widened at the boy's words; no, not with shock, but rather with excitement and delightful surprise. "Two werewolves? Werewolf staff? Like, professors? Merlin!" A wide grin spread across his face. "You sure about this? Hah, this is gonna be on heck of a term," he said more to himself than to the boy. He could feel an excited cackle coming on, but thought against it. Instead, he rubbed his hands together, in a seemingly innocent, slightly sinister way.

"Personally, I don't think there's anything to worry about. Don't get yourself in a tizzy, eh?" He nodded to the boy in acknowledgment to the poster he was given, and held it gingerly in hand as he walked away, back to the compartment.

"Samson!"

Oh, he recognized that squeal anywhere. Samson looked up from the werewolf poster that he now considered crumpling up, but forgot to do so as he realized Issy's oncoming. Noticing that she had suddenly picked up speed, he opened his arms and braced himself for impact. What a funny way to greet him, when they were just together only a few days back.

That beautiful, unforgettable day.

Meh. Anyways, back to today. As soon as he caught Issy in his arms, he enveloped her in a tight hug (trying not to lift her off the ground and snog her lights out). "Hey there, Little Flower," he greeted as soon as he let go of her. Then he took her hand that was not holding the poster, and lead her back to the compartment.

"Look at this," he offered, showing her the poster he had just been given earlier as soon as they got back inside. He thought it would be a good topic of conversation, instead of talking about the things that transpired between them during the summer. They'd have time to talk about that... eventually.

"Hey Andrew!" shouted Sara, with a great big smile on her face.

"Just the person I was looking for. " said Sara, as she handed over her heavy case to Andrew, while taking Orion, and his cage, from the top of the pile.

"Isn't this exciting?" Sara said to Andrew, as he heaved Sara's huge trunk onto the Hogwart's Express and into his compartment. Just think... a few weeks ago I didn't even know I was a witch. Now, here I go... Hogwart's...!'

Sara loved an adventure!

Evan saw Lyra, and his heartbeats got faster, it was his usual habit now. "Heya." he greeted back and smiled. Lyra was a person to smile at... and sometimes to laugh at. He bit his lips hard not to laugh at the scene, her waving with two hands. His face blushed with pressure, and he quickly cleared his throat and turned to the girl.

"Oh, that's simple" he said, and pulled out his wand. Teehee. Yes, he was going to show off a bit to the firstie. He bet she didn't know any spells. He directed his wand at the trunk and said "Wingardium Leviosa!" The trunk immediately started to float on the air, and he placed it on the floor. He finished his how and smirked. "So, I'm Evan Cartwright. And you?" He hadn't seen Iris while helping the little girl. And he wasn't sure if he wanted to blow up their love bubble again. Despite being just twelve, they seemed to be like a married couple, and Evan couldn't bear any kissing scenes.

At the thought of Iris and Andy Aaron, he wondered where Fallon would be. He was sure she'd be a break from their love too, and Lyra'd love to meet her. They both were pretty and smart. And Rayedem too, he missed the guy's wise company. He shrugged, he'd see them at school, if not at the train.

He turned to Lyra as he sat down on a bench in the compartment he had placed the firstie's trunk. "How are you?" he asked, and then thought it was too formal. He'd get back to himself soon.

how could Andrew be that lucky!!? he was looking for Sara and he immediately find her, with her big trunk really big.. ''Yeah, tell me about it. it's just so exciting!! I'm so happy now''because you're with me and finally we are going Hogwarts''Your owl is really cute, what is his or her name?''he smiled at his own stupid question.And by the way you really want to travel wiht me, right? he gave her a huge smile and chuckled...

"Nahh, mate," Jake replied. He watched as Blake fiddled around with his sleeve and wondered vaguely what he was trying to hide. Meh, maybe he'd ask if the boy didn't quit trying to hide it. And if he did stop... Jake would probably see it anyway. "I've heard people call her that though," he added, making an evil bunny facy. "Bun-bur-eeeee, known also as BunBunz."

Eyeing the boy as he got comfortable, Jake decided he'd better get his HUUUUUGE jacket off or he'd likely melt. With a quick maneouver of the shoulders, it fell around him in its copious folds, instantly making a kind of bed that Lolcat seemed content with, as the animal climbed up and slept on Jakey's lap. He tugged on his black t-shirt and quickly dusted it off. "Yeah, Hufflepuff. My mother and all her family were Slytherins," Jake said, nodding away. "And it was a kind of shock when I got into Hufflepuff. I didn't mind, though all of my friends are Slytherins. Last summer my dad adopted my step-sister and she's a Slytherin too. I like them. They're cool," Jake added with a quick smile to show he held nothing against the house.

Twisting his face around uncomfortably, Jake considered pulling out the poster and handing it over to Blake, but he didn't want it off his person, and it wasn't like there were loads everywhere. "Werewolves," he said simply, before going into a little more detail. "We have a werewolf teacher, and there was an assembly where we could witness the change after a wolfsbane potion was given to her. But it went wrong... the headmaster got bit."

And that was all Jake had to say about that. He didn't have a clue what was happening with regards to staff this term. Like everyone else, he'd just have to find out.

"I'm Ruby Lancaster. Thanks about the trunk," said Ruby, smiling. "I must learn that spell. Hope to see you again." Ruby waved at Evan then dragged her trunk along the corridor to find a compartment.

Sarah made her way to the back of the train,she always went there,trying to keep herself to herself mainly.This time however she wanted company,to be around people,especially after what happened in DA over the summer.She wasn't ashamed to admit she had suffered from the occasional nightmare.
Having left her trunk with the others, she carefully carried her owl Screech's cage in front of her,glancing around for anyone she might know.As while it would be nice to get to know new people, everyone else seemed to already be in conversation.Sighing,she continued,finding an empty compartment near the very back.

Just as she was about to enter,however,something caught her eye.Placing Screech's cage down on the floor,Sarah stepped closer to the poster to examine it. "Oh for heaven's sake," she muttered under her breath,as she read what it had to say. "One accident and people do this.Lupa had it under control until then." Shaking her head,Sarah got out her wand and whispered "Avexis" at the parchment,which proceeded to flop off the wall and into her hand.Rolling it up into a ball,she shoved it in her pocket,picked up the cage,and carried on into the empty compartment.

"Yeah...pop my trunk up next to yours." Sara chuckled, too. It was going to be nice to have someone to talk to on the way to Hogwarts... and even nicer to have a friend at school!

"So... let me introduce you to my owl. Andrew, this is Orion, Orion this is Andrew... and hopefully we'll be seeing alot more of him..." thought Sara to herself.

"You have an owl too, don't you?" Sara asked Andrew. "What did you name him/her?"

Orion for an owl nice''Nice name. Yea I have one too. Here is my boy Mladen. Mladen this is Sara and Sara this is Mladen'' Andrew introduced his owl by the same way Sara did. It was nice to be compeletly himself near a girl, near such a girl''So where would you like to sit in this small compartmant, my Dear Lady?''

Werewolfs? Where? I still don't understand. thought Nataly confusly and watched as the boy left.

Nataly saw a girl reading that sign and then falling with her trunk. She hurried towards her and gave her a hand so she would help her up.
"Are you okay?" she asked the girl