"jajajaja..." she laughed so hard, she blushed when he realized..."wow, sorry about that"....
"my parents were not too sure that I came here ...
end up convincing them ... nancy under the head
"I have 3 sisters, but they don't support me instead of mocking of my"
but, now i'm happy...when i went to the diagon alley I was very nervous, my hands were sweating, I didn't know what to do or where to go...
I managed,but my parents were scared with everything they saw" she laughed.

She sighed a little " Yes for me too..." she looked around " is this always this crowded ? Diagon Alley these past weeks was crazy, all I could see everywhere I looked were kids my age.. which was good, but still, strange, when I went there during the school time with my mum, it was rather... well, rather empty really" and she giggled.

Kevin looked about and said "Well it is pretty busy normally but usually you can find a free compartment or two but this term it seems as though there are more students coming to Hogwarts and well i feel as though this term is going to be fun" Kevin was sure that something was going to happen this term but he had no idea what would happen but he hoped that there would be no flooding this term

Song frowned curiously. Anti-werewolf posters? "How barbaric," she muttered, more to herself than to the people around her. Werewolves had never been a worry for her, in fact she quite liked them. Her mother's cousin's daughter's husband was a werewolf and he took a potion every full moon to stop him from going haywire. She was guessing they had the same potion here: Wolfsbane. If the affected individual drinks the potion prior to the full moon, they will transform only into a normal wolf and retain control over their actions, rather than making the full transformation into a werewolf. It is a complicated recipe and must be imbibed once per day in the week leading up to the full moon, she thought to herself, tumbling the facts in her head. But what she truly wanted to know about about, was what happened to this Professor Lupa that Chris was talking about. Her eyes travelled to a piece of paper stuck on the compartment door, her eyes narrowing slightly.

"What happened to Professor Lupa?" she asked curiously, turning back to the prefect as she rested her elbows on her knees.

haha! your parents arent very tolerent are they?"

Lucy could hear the two of them fussing over the boy's well-being, and later on, it seemed as though a boy had also joined in. Boy...what a joke. After he tried stealing something, they decided to treat him like a child. No doubt, the boy was following along, acting like a child...it was at that point that irritation drove her to shout out "Just so you know, he was stealing your purse!! He was on the run!!" Did they hear her? Who cares. It didn't matter anyway.

Now, she had two choices right in front of her: Abandon all hope of socializing with others, or be wary of those whom she communicated with and keep the people low in number. She wasn't going to make her decision right now, no....she will, though. Eventually. Perhaps after this boring and unexciting and...friendless train ride.

"I hear that almost every term something exciting happens last term had something to do with water right? I think I remember my mum reading something about it in one of my sister's owls..." she wrinkled her nose in concentration " a flood?" she tried to guess.. the thought about water made her remember something else " I think I have to use the girls room... I'll be back if I can find my way back in the middle of all this mess" she joked "I'll see you soon I hope Kevin, other wise, see you at Hogwarts" she said smiling while she dove into the sea of students.

Kevin smiled and said "Ok Arianna see you soon i hope" Kevin looked about trying to see whether there was any point in joining a compartment or was he just better at staying in the corridor

"yeah, they aren't...but what can i do..inflate them?" she laughed like they know what they are talking about (because in reality they know it)...
"now i don't care what they think, i'll be a great witch" puts his hand on the heart...
"which is what most expect of the course?"

"Yeah, I'm sure my backyard is just a fraction of the size of the fields. The fields by your house sound like a great place to practice." Fallon said smiling at Iris.

"Yeah, that is a good point. I'm glad that they live in England now though. Because I wouldn't have met you guys if they didn't." Fallon smiled at Iris.

Daphne was going to buy plenty of pairs for Willie so that in case he got puked on again-he'd have more than just two choices to decide upon. Nodding, Daphne secretly decided to buy some for Garret while she was it. Good deeds and all being terrific for her karma. She'd just have to ask Willie for his brother's foot size later.

"Unfortunately, I have no candy to offer you," mumbled the blond guiltily. "I'd offer you a hug but you're hurt..."

So--that pretty much left her doing absolutely nothing to comfort the little boy.

Willie stared back at Celandine, wondering why she was looking at him as if he were some piece of art? He blinked at her announcement of him being taken shopping with both girls for shoes. It took him a few moments to realize what she had meant, so he shook his head, his curls bouncing along. "No! No! I don't wantchu ter buy me shoeth!" He told them both, an upset look on his face. He didn't want to be pitied! Just cause he had one pair of shoes didn't mean that they should take him shopping for more! No!

At that moment, he had been looking at Daphne, apologizing for not having candy to offer him. When he had looked back at Cela, he found her rummaging through her pur-- Oh dear. His face paled and his heart dropped the second time down so many notches. His mouth was open aghast and his eyes were wide in sheer horror. He had taken Cela's purse! Her purse! How could he had taken HER PURSE?!

"Aaa--Aa" Willie choked on his words, his eyes plastered onto the purse. How could he?!

"Its good to have something to be passionate about. I think that one should always try to do the things that they are passionate for." Adelaide was struggling to remember the name Lupin but wsa drawing a blank. " Remus Lupin it sounds filmiler but I'm drawing a blank can you remind me" She was sure that she had heard that name before.

"That's just too bad Willie because we are going to buy shoes for you whether you like it or not! And it would be a terrible waste if we bought a whole lot and nobody used them." Cela pouted a little and her hand found the wrapped chocolate frog. She pulled it from her purse and offered the chocolate to Willie, accompanied by a smile.

The smile dropped and she stared at him in consternation. "Oh no! What's wrong?" Cela began checking him over in consternation.

Cela turned her head to look back at the girl and laughed a little. "How could he have done that? It's right here, see?" Celandine held up her purse cheerfully. Now that she wasn't smacking Willie Crocker around, Cel had completely forgotten to be mad. She turned back to Willie and put her hand on his forehead.

"Are you sick? Do you want a hug?" Cela wrapped her arms around him and gave him a hug. "It's okay! It will be fine! We'll get you some shoes! And I'll even charm them to skate around everywhere!"

"I don't think you have a say in this, Willie," teased Daphne sticking out her tongue. "We are going to buy you shoes and you will wear them. We'll even buy you lots of pairs of new socks to go with them."

Worried, Daphne bit her lower lip thoughtfully. "Maybe he's in a lot of pain? Or does your stomach feel funny? I don't blame you what with the smell and all I'd probably feel like throwing up myself."

Yeah. A stink cloud following wherever you went? Not happy times for Daphne Hopton.

"Ok,listen up. Remus Lupin was a wizard infected with lycanthropy, in other words he was bitten by a werewolf. He was a member of the first and second order of the phoenix and was also a member of the group of Hogwarts vigilanties known as the marauders. He taught DADA at Hogwarts for a year and was one of the best DADA teacher's ever, having inspired the famous Harry Potter. He was forced to resign however when Severus Snape, the potions master at the time, made public that he was a werewolf. He fought and died in the Great Battle Against Voldemort and was a great asset the the good forces. He even married a witch and had a son. So you see Ade, not all werewolves are bad...though I must admit...some choose to be."

She exhaled, hoping that Adelaide would have a greater understand of where she was coming from.

Willie was now incapable of speech, shocked to the very core at the fact he had stolen Cela's purse. Cela was his friend, a sisterly figure to him and he had done this to her?! Was this how he repaid her friendship!? Right that moment, he felt so low that even bugs were better than he was. He felt sick.

Her hand was on his forehead and he didn't even realize this until she pulled it away and wrapped her arms around him, causing him to wince a bit. Why was she still talking about shoes?! He just stole her PURSE! Daphne was doing the same and she was the one who caught him.

He felt even more sick.

"I--I don't feel tho good." He mumbled. His tummy didn't feel funny, he wasn't hot or sweaty, but he felt something overwhelming him. It was a feeling that just simply made him feel so bad, so sick, so... so... he wasn't even sure he could describe it some more.

She remembered now "I remember reading about that in my Hogwarts:A history book" She really saw the passion in Rhea's eyes as she spoke about Lupin. "Ill make you a deal. I will help you all that I can but in return I need your help with something" She knew that Rhea may not be willing to help her but she also knew that her parents would ask if she had tried. "Of course I will do some research on wolfsbane and other things. I feel that in order to help a cause I would need as much information as I can get" Adelaide loved helping out but really wondered what Rhea had in mind for changing the way people felt about werewolves " What strategy do you have for countering the persecution of werewolves?"

Celandine nodded in agreement with Daphne and looked over her shoulder just to reassure herself that Copernicus was still there. If something was terribly wrong with Willie, Cope would save the day.

GASP!

He didn't feel good? Like, not even a chocolate frog could make it better?

Cela tossed the chocolate frog aside and wrapped Willie in another hug.
"It's okay Willie! I'll look after you! I promise!"

Chris looked over at the stupid poster on the compartment door and frowned. He wished he could take it down but he probably shouldn't. That wouldn't be very nice of him. Instead he pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote something on it with his quill and then placed it next to the Anti-werewolf poster with a sticking charm.
He then turned to Song. "Well Professor Lupa, the Ancient Runes Professor at Hogwarts, came out and decided to tell everyone that she was a werewolf. Another idea she had was to have an assembly to help educate us on Werewolves and their transformations. Well she took the Wolfsbane Potion and then transformed for all of us to see in a big cage. Then things went crazy. The potion didn't work and then she broke out of the cage and tried to attack the students." He paused for dramatic interest and sighed. "I think someone must have tampered with the cage and potion because she wouldn't have done that to us. Oh and the major problem that happened was, just as she tried to attack us students, Headmaster Bontecou jumped int he way and he was bitten." he finished gravely.

Not knowing what else to do--seeing as she wasn't that big of an expert on healing charms--Daphne sniffed and wrapped her arms around Celandine and Willie. GROUP HUG!

5...6...7...

Counting the number of people who walked past her without even looking at her was getting a little boring. Hogwarts kids must see a lot of things that a girl sitting in the middle of the train corridor must be old hat. Eh, she didn't really care. It was actually kind of amusing to just watch the people around her.

She was feeling a little tired and wished she could sleep. She glanced back at the compartment she left a little while ago and saw there was no chance of sleeping there. Maybe counting students could be a little like counting sheep.

8...9...10

One moment both girls were looking at him and the next they were hugging him tightly. His eyes widened, surprised that they were both hugging him. Usually, he enjoyed hugs but the annoying jabbing pain he felt didn't make him enjoy this very much. "Oww," he groaned weakly. "Ye know, I 'onethtly dun think hugs are gunna 'elp right now." Willie told both girls, his face cringed.

William grinned back, "I'll take your word for it." he replied, wondering what that had t do with anything. you go in, ask the shopkeeper, they hand one to yo the end. Easy peasy as he liked to think. Looking at Adrienne though he cold tell it was an interesting story though. At her incredulous statement he nodded, "Yes, my mm is a huge D&G shopaholic. I don't really care where my shoes or clothes come from, usually they all end p the same, dirty and ruined." he replied, listening to her next words. "My mum has a blue pair of heels, her most prized possession." he joked, a slight grin forming on his face as he gently petted his pygmy puff. Looking for at the adorable purple ball of fur he couldn't fathom a name that would fit him. He had his own personality, "I don't know." he muttered softly, now gazing at the interesting creature. "I feel... excited, and a bit giddy." he replied finally, his light blue eyes darkening slightly. Thinking was frustrating. "I was thinking either Zazu or Zorba." he finally stated frowning.

His sense of unease was slowly coming back to him; something he thought he had gotten rid of during his second year. There had been no times for being shy, what with all the action. It was still unbelievable that he had gotten though that unscathed, except for the oddly reoccurring dream he kept having. He didn't want to think about that, so instead he glanced up at Adrienne and studied her. Now that he was actually seeing her, he was now sure that he knew her from somewhere, but the thought wouldn't finish itself, instead running through his mind over and over like a nick in a record. He became s lost in thought that for a moment he had forgotten he had asked if she had wanted t see his tarantula and blinked, straightening up. "Ok." he replied, putting his hand in his pocket for the clear case he kept Goldie in. Slowly he lifted it into his hand, keeping the lid on just in case Goldie decided to jump out and roam. Zima tilted her head, watching rather sleepily as William held up the clear cage, allowing Arienna to see the medium sized light brown with black spotted tarantula sitting on a log. "Looks like she's just sitting there, it's not hibernation time yet." he stated glancing into the cage curiously.

Goldie remained on the small branch, until William accidentally jiggled the cage. It was than she decided to move, stepping once off the branch with her long leg. It seemed like she was looking everywhere; even though it was clear she was focused on her new surroundings. Smirking at her, he unhooked the lid of the cage a bit t give her a bit f air before looking back up at Adrienne before he nodded, his face paler than normal; though not from fright but from the thought of someone actually doing that in the bright day light for all to see. It was inconceivable! He didn't want to go int any details, or assumptions since he didn't really know much anyway - not that he wasn't curious or anything. The rumors he had heard were enough to chill him to his core, but he knew better than t listen to rumors.

Thankfully though, she decided to change the topic, allowing the atmosphere to unwind and calm down a bit. It wasn't fun to have their first day at school morbid and depressing. What did he think would happen, well knowing Hogwarts; anything. "Well, I hope nothing bad, for once I'd like to really enjoy my time at school instead of worrying that merpeople or ghosts are going to flood the school and destroy everything." He replied finally, his eyes never leaving the far wall. Unbeknowest to them both, Goldie had managed to climb up onto the top of her cage, poking her long legs through the cage and poking her head out. With a small push she poked her body out and crawled onto William's leg.

Mariel frowned slightly and fought the urge to roll her eyes at Nathaniel's snide Ravenclaw comment. Choosing to ignore the remark for now, she nodded happily at Sammi. "Yes, Ravenclaw's the best... Although there are more reasons to love it than just the color." And then the younger girl turned to stare off out the window. Odd. Mariel looked at her curiously for a moment before turning back to Nathaniel as he asked about Diagon Alley.

"Um, for the most part I guess," she answered as his question brought up memories of the summer - most pretty good, but her last visit to Diagon Alley had been just awful. Frowning at the memory, the nearly 15 year old was so consumed with the thought that she completely failed to notice how nervous Nathaniel seemed. Instead, she shrugged softly and stared out the window, tring to push the memory out of her mind and becoming vaguely aware of Sarah trying to make conversation with the other occupants of their compartment.

The Ravenclaw girl looked up again as the topic turned to werewolves yet again. Not that she should have been surprised, really, being at the forefront of everyone's mind given recent events. Though it was beginning to annoy her that it seemed as if nearly no one shared her opinion on the matter. Except that Variety kid. And where was he? She never did catch up with him again. Nearly everyone else dismissed it as no big deal. "That's just the thing Nathaniel," Mariel said in a tired voice. "They didn't keep everything in check. What happens when there's another accident? What if you get bit next time? Or one of your friends? Or your little sister?" She sighed greatly, being tired of trying to make everyone see reason. She had nothing against werewolves when they were people, but once a month they weren't people. They were vicious, dangerous beasts who had no place being around kids.

Not really wanting to get into an argument, she decided to change the subject when she noticed that Nathaniel was still standing in the doorway. "So... are you going to sit down?" she asked, gesturing to the seat next to Sarah. Her own side of the compartment was full with Daisy on one side of her and Sammi on the other. So next to Sarah was his only choice... unless he wanted to continue standing.