Dexter started back in astonishment before leaning forward again. "Wow..." he murmurred before reaching out and poking its shell. The wings fluttered a little and he smiled. "I'm Dexter," he said, smiling widely, at once more ease with the girl. She seemed to emit a very frank and open air. He was usually so anxious that he could barely function, but it was nice to finally relax. "What house are you in?" He asked, staring at the turtle instead of the girl and poking its shell again. "And what's its name? I have a cat named Bront, he's right here." He pointed excitedly towards the plastic box. Bront just growled. "Who's your friend?" He asked, pointing at the boy.

Dexter saw the flier outside and read it over quickly before frowning. "Hmph," he scowled, "that's..." He shrugged before continuing, "My dad knew one once I think. And I'm sure he was fine." He crossed his arms over his chest and slouched a little in his chair.

Evan looked after the first year, frowning. She was rude in his eyes, very rude to her age, but what did he knew about rudeness as he was also once called "rude Scouse"? The idea still made him chuckle, and he again chuckled softly at the memory. Thinking about it again, he might want to see Iris and Andy Aaron, but seperately. And he guessed there'd be no way for them to be seperate. He wondered if he and Lyra would be like them, but then decided that they wouldn't.

1. He wasn't a romance freak, just the vice versa: He avoided physical touch as much as possible.

2. There was still the possibility of Lyra not liking him in that way, despite all her blushings and behaviour.

3. He had learnt much from that couple--twelve-year-olds sucked at PDA.

But he thought he might be like them with Fallon, for she seemed calmer, and to his experiences calm people loved PDA and romance much more than in-a-good-way silly people like Lyra.

In any case though, he decided he wouldn't date this year. Because dating wasn't for 12 year-old kids.

'Wow, I made much philosophy!' he thought to himself and chuckled again, turning his gaze to Lyra. She seemed sleepy. But how would they partey if she slept? He had to find a way to wake her up, to make her hyper again. His mind showed him the answer: telling a joke. He was about to reach his pocket again when she got up to a sitting position and talked.

He laughed before answering. "Ooh I can guess," he said, still smiling. "Mine did the same, mom cried and gave me that look like she was sending me to death." He rolled his eyes as his mind skipped the part that he was also about to cry. "A lot of advice and blah blah." Actually he found his parents' advice handy, they talked good, except for the homeschool thing. But eventually, they too had accepted that it was wrong and had apologised. So yeah, he would listen to them. Talking like it was nothing felt as if he was betraying them, but he shrugged the feeling off quickly. As long as he listened and obeyed, there shouldn't be any problem.

He followed Lyra's finger and saw the posters. Oh, that was mean. As long as the werewolves took their potion, they were harmless. But he knew the "accident" in the assymble, and that showed they were still dangerous. To answer Lyra's question, he shrugged. "I think if the professors are strong enough to fight with their... wolfness, and as long as they take the potion, there is no problem."

He then heard a girl calling for him. He ran to the corridor, frowning, trying to recognise the voice. It was very familiar but...

"Iris!" he shouted, but saw that her cutey boyfriend had already helping her up. See, they would never be seperate. Realising that he should say something, "Oh... hi." he said to the guy and gave a smile. It was a very awkward moment for Evan. He just stood there, not knowing what to do.

He was sort of a good listener and he easily caught Shana's mumbling, "I love to hate you too babeh." Ahaha, that was a hella corny. Blake eyes traced Shana's, she was looking around Jake, maybe his hair? They were quite striking after all or the cat, nah. Pursing his lips, it dawned upon him, she was staring at the cute pink haired boy called Jake. Smiling evilly at her, Blake put his arm around her yet again and rested his head on her shoulder, teasingly, "Aww you don't like peas hmfp. How about dahling? Mmm you like it, love?" He bit his tongue, hehe, she looked sooo irritated, what is wrong with her? Maybe she's a little shy because of Jake or is there something else, something she's hiding? He'll find out soon enough. "Why are you staring at him? You guys had a fight or something?" He knew she'll kill him later or right after they step out of the train, oh gaawwwd.

Mystic looked toward the door to see if one of her friends was walking by and noticed a piece of parchment on the widow. She got up went over to the door opened it and walked out to look at the parchment.
She really did not like what it had on it. So she ripped it down crumbled it up and threw it in the trash.
She could not believe all the fuss about one werewolf attack when they had a big flood and a lot of people really sick.

Aaron smiled as Iris smiled at him. he then turned and started putting his things on the rack before he saw her blush. He then turned back to her and responded. "i'm good." He remembered they were supposed to be pretend dating, but he didn't let that bother him, now. It was good to see his friend, and now they were going to see each other every day at Hogwarts.

He also wondered where Fallon was. Probably swooning over Evan. He giggled in his head. He then looked outside the compartment to see a flyer on the window. "Huh?" He walked outside, pulled the flyer down with curiosity, walked back in and read it.

He read it with shock. What's wrong with werewolves at hogwarts??? They're contained aren't they? He put the flyer on Iris' lap. "Look at this!"

Oh perfect. Mr. Pretty boy is here. AND NOW WE NEED TO PRETEND TO BE DATING!!! Aaron looked away from Iris and put on a fake smile at Evan. "Hey, dude! Have you seen this???" he said trying to avoid the whole 'dating thing.

Babeh ? Darlin ? Love ? Sweet Peas ? What was with Blake today ? He was being all weird.That was it.He'd found about her crush on Jake,Via Clark and Clark had pay'd him to try and ruin her life.Yup.That must be it.Or he was just being Blake,Naaahh. Shrugging she looked down to the floor,But her eyes kept springing back up to Jake's face.Like some sort of trampoline they went up and down and up and down and up...Why was his head on her shoulder ? Pushing it back up she rolled her eyes.How about Shana ? Yeah I though you'd agree. she sighed.Blake.Wright.Was.Dead.She shot him a quick "Your dead" look,And shook her head.What you talking about ? Im not staring at him.Pfft. she lied,it was the best excuse she had in the spare of 10 seconds.

Jacoby Steped onto the train, his giant suitcase at his side,and his wand in his pocket (I't certainly felt lighter than his usual Rapier, but it didnt make a major diffrence) He looked around, There was definatley no one he knew. He already knew that, coming from a pirate ship, where no one was a wizard. Dad was definaly not happy with my desicion to go to Hogwarts instead of Pirate Acadamy he thought to himself But I wanted to see something new, no matter how much my father theatened me
He glanced at the poster...Werewolves?!

Then Jacoby looked around causiously, no one seemed worried, so he had nothing to worry about.

He entered a random compartment, since there was no point in looking for anyone. Then he noticed that int was completly empty, he sat at the chair closest to the window.

Iris looked up ... Gah ... why did I have to shout? ... "Oh .. hi Evan - Sorry, didn't need your help after all ... I got the trunk off on my own." She smiled at him apologetically and went back to her compartment.
Iris smiled as Aaron said he was ok. She remembered the initial reason why she blushed. Evan thought they were going out. And by the end of the week, so would the rest of Hogwarts. Great. She looked out of the window breifly before turning to busy herself with Luna's basket.

She looked up as Aaron went to the door to get the poster off it. She smiled at him before opening Luna's basket and let her come out. Luna meowed tiredly as she jumped onto the opposite seats.

Iris looked at the poster that Aaron had just dropped on her lap. It was the one she had looked at before. But she hadn't actually read it before. Iris's eyes widened with shock as she looked at the poster. "Who on Earth put these up? ... They have no right to do this ... " She frowned at the poster. "Professor Lupa wasn't ever an actual threat ... It was only at the assembly, but that wasn't her fault was it?" Iris asked quietly ... She wasn't really up for having a discussion about this.

Emalyn moved down to the back of the train. Where to sit, where to sit? She sighed as she moved on down the hall and peaked into numerous compartments. A poster caught her eyes to her left and she peered curiously at it.

Werewolves?! What?! She looked around nervously, as if she was expecting to see one. Was there any worry or suggestion of a werewolf being at Hogwarts? She had heard nothing of the sort, but the poster wouldn't have been there for no reason. She read it, biting her lip and tucking back the hair that was hanging in front of her face. This was Hogwarts they were talking about! Even if there was a werewolf, would it really be a threat?

Interesting...

A flyer had been posted on her compartment door. Standing up, she opened the door, and sat back down. A picture of a werewolf and the definition of one. "Exciting." she said, boredom seeping into the atmosphere. Sticking the parchment on her window, she leaned back again and stared at it. As the seconds ticked by, she was becoming more frustrated and the images of her parents yelling at her were appearing more frequently in her mind. Finally she tore the parchment off the window, crumpled it up, and threw it at the opposite seat. Trying to take her mind off her day so far, she opened her bag on the ground, and took out one of the books she snuck in under her parent's nose. It was small, diary size, and she was sure if she sat against the wall with her knees up, hiding the cover, no one would know anything, but just to be sure, she took a larger book out of her suitcase and stuck it behind the little one. 'Perfect.' she smiled and opened to the first page.

Lucille noticed another Hufflepuff in front of her. "Hey," she said. "Im Lucille." She smiled widley.

"No worries," Jake shrugged, tilting his head to the side. "I never really knew there was anything wrong, then I never clicked with my dad, see?" He actually really needed to tell Reese about all these developments or something. Meh. "I have no issues talking about it," he added, giving a friendly little smile.

Teachers? Friendly. Yuppers indeed. "Well, Truebridge said he'd take me climbing if I was, like, good last term. Or the rest of it... kind of like an insentive. Lawson took me to see a beach because I never had before. Most are dead nice."

One is just plain dead.

"Well..." Jake shifted uneasily again as he thought about how to phrase this next piece of information, whilst rubbing the back of his neck. "See... the old Slytherin Head of house got... killed during the summer. That's what I heard. And I saw a kid die in the library in my first year."

They were together but... they weren't cuddling? Evan wouldn't believe that even their bodies'd be sepearte after the scene on street, but here they were, pretty caulsal. He shrugged. They were humans too after all, they couldn't always hug... Right?

'Oh, I don't know his name!' he thought in panick as Andy Aaron greeted him. He smiled stressfully, and then meaning the posters he commented. "Yeah, as long as they take their potions, we all know they're safe." He then glanced at Iris, who wasn't really up for talking to him. Getting the message quite clear, he quickly added "Well you guys have... have... fun?" Oh Merlin, why did he say such a sentence? He felt the blood rushing to his face because of embarassment, and he knew he deserved it. He was a fool, and by still standing there with all the red face he was being even more fool. "See you around." he said and ran to his compartment with shame. How would he cover up that?

One of the most boring things about the school year was the journey. Mina stifled a yawn as she made her way down to the back of the train, quickly scanning each individual compartment with the impatient sounds of the two cats curled up in her robes (yes, she was eager to get back to school. So sue her).

Parchment caught the corner of her eye, and she looked at the poster attached to on of the compartment doors. Just one quick scan and she sighed, turning her attention away again as she continued down the train.

Ugh. Maybe she'd stay away from compartments for a little while: somehow the sound of the train moving joined with the atmosphere outside the compartments soothed her. A lot more than it would inside.

Sigh. Trust her.

Malfalda Marlowe sat down next to the girl"Hi,I'm Malfalda Marlowe,fisrt yar Gryffindor.Oh and I'm first Gryfindor in my family for seven generations.My family's a bunch of pure-blood gits."she said extending her hand and hopin she wasn't being too hyper."Did I mention that I'm distantly releated to Sirius Black?"Then she noticed a flyer that made her sick to her stomach."What's wrong with werewolves?!"she demanded angrily"The first friend I made at Hogwarts is a werewolf and I don't give a damn!"she thought to herself."I'm as long as they take their potions,they're not really a threat,are they?I mean,they're harmless then!"she continued,thinking of James,a werewolf who would always have a special place in her heart.This made her so angry..James wasn't a threat to her at all.

Helena was walking through the train, not exactly sure who she was looking for more: Blake or Chris. She was peering into the compartments for a few seconds each as she passed, and she saw Blake first; his head was on some girl's shoulder, and an unknown feeling to her erupted in her chest, but she didn't let it reach her delicate face. She merely threw him a smile through the glass and kept going, a lump in her throat.

Nataly entered one of the compertments, and saw that a boy sat there. He looked younger than her, but not by much. She dragged her trunk to the entrance and asked: "Err...Hi! Can I sit here?"

Sarah smiled as she walked along the train, she was so happy to be finaly going back to Hogwarts after the long summer holiday, she loved Hogwarts and couldn't wait for all the fun that would be going on this term. She was hoping to get onto the Quidditch team again after what happened last year, she walked on down the train with her books in her arms, she had brought a new Quidditch book what she could read whilest she was on the train, she looked around and saw Brant, she decided to sit in the compartment where he was, she was still annoyed with him, she sat down opposite him and started to read her book without once looking at him.

Emalyn turned around at the sound of a voice behind her. "Oh," she said, smiling after her surprised reaction. "Hi. I'm Ema." she reached out to shake the girl's hand. "Are you new?"

After getting rather bored in the lonley compartment he got up, picked up his trunk and walked out. As he walked along the corridor he saw the flyers again. then he entered another compartment and saw a girl who just entered

"Hi" he said to both of the people in the compartment, "Sorry i kinda got bored sitting alone. May i sit here."

"So it's cool than, mate." He gave him a slight smile but it quickly disappeared when Jake mentioned something about.. 2 people dying. A lump emerged in his throat and tiny drops of sweat erupted on his forehead. Swallowing the lump, Blake furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Jake disbelievingly, "Umm. was he murdered? Annd a boy died? Voldemort's not returning is he?" He just wanted to make sure that wasn't the case, eeep Voldemort scares the bee-gee-bees out of him in bright day light.

Shaking his head a little, Blake tried to clear his head of all the negativity about Hogwarts, so many students were returning, there must be reason about it, a good reason riiight? He glanced at Shana who had fallen quite, "So Jake while you were busy with your cat, I asked sweet peas uh I mean - Shana to join us and looks like you guys know each other eh?" He said, looking at Shana who seemed to be on the verge of collapsing.

Iris watched Evan as he talked. "That won't stop parents and some students from doing stuff like this -" she indicated to the poster, "and possibly even worse. Its not fair for Professor Lupa, she doesn't deserve any of this, not really." She looked out of the window quickly,

I have to apologise to him at some point...
why the hell do you want to do that?
Because it would be the right thing to do. He obviously thinks Ihate him. I don't hate him. I just didn't like how we first talked. At least he apologised then... its the least I could do.
How did you get into Slytherin?
There's people put in the wrong house all the time.
What ever, dude.

Iris could have burst out laughing as he told them to have fun. But she didn't ... She promised herself that she wouldn't be mean to him (other than pretending to go out with Aaron, like) ... But other than that, she was going to be civil with the Pretty-boy ... they were housemates afterall.

Evans last comment must have been bad in his head, because he went the colour of beetroot and obviously wanted to leave as soon as he could. Iris smiled at his back as he left.

"Well that was easy ..." she muttered to Aaron quietly, incase Evan heard her.

Iris looked at the girl, who had appeared at the door not long after Evan had left. "Oh ... Hi, I don't mind... Aaron, do you?"

After he was done with the box. He got bored of sitting in about two or three minutes. When he looked up to talk to anybody he realised that he was all one in the compartment. 'How tragic' he thought with a smirk and jumped on his feet to wandet around a bit. Rose was somewhere in the train and if he was lucky enough (it seemed like that he needed luck to find her in that crowd), he might find her. So, he left the compartment and started to 'patrol' the corridors.

There was a lot of commotion outside her compartment, which was irritating her further. "Keep it under control Ev." she whispered to herself, turning the page of her book, calming herself down. She could feel the start of her magic build up in her fingertips. Forcing herself to keep her heartbeat down to a normal speed, she was just about to get up and to tell everyone to quiet down when she saw Josh pass her door. Forgetting all about her anger, she slammed her books shut, and hurriedly tossing them onto the seat, she turned to open the door when she trip on her bags and fell right against the wall. "Ow." she muttered, rubbing where she hit her head. Opening the door and standing up properly, she called out, "Josh!" Everything started to become hazy and she gripped onto the door for support, her head pounding.

Lucille took the girls hand, still smiling. "Yes, im starting first year," she said, nodding. "I though i heard the word Werewolf! Whats that about?!" She asked, intrestedly.