"You're practically my family now Draven. Of course my parents will help- I think they're kinda excited by the prospect of the shop- my mum loves stuff like that" Tay laughed, kissing Draven on the cheek.

"So, what tatoos are you getting mister?" she asked him, raising an eyebrow and grinning.

"Yeah, right here" she said, pointing to her hip- "It's just going to say Draven. And then i'm thinking one on my hand here..." she pointed down the side of her right hand.

Christopher held out his hand for her to shake. "Nice to meet you Selina. I noticed you were reading a Quidditch magazine. Do you play?" He liked Quidditch, though he wasn't very good at it. He'd rather watch the matches. He was rather good at flying though....

Gah, she shouldn't have asked, should she? Now she looked like she didn't know the story - which she didn't, of course, but she hadn't wanted him to know that. Ah well. At least she'd only said she'd heard of him, not that she'd read about him. Then she'd have a problem. "I'd say he'd have to have lost his mind at least a little, even if he was Pureblood," she replied. "I mean, even if they were Squibs, don't Wizarding families usually just send them into the Muggle world? Turning them into hedgehogs just because they can't do magic is crazy."

Oh, now Treyen was defending himself. He thought that she thought he might've transfigured someone into a hedgehog/knarl too? Heh. "I believe you," Vashti said. "You don't seem like the type to transfigure people into hedgehogs, anyway."

"When I can, I do," she answered. "Usually as a Chaser." Best position ever, in her opinion. "What about you?"

Oh! Reynolds! Oh yeah, she remembered him now. Nolan was his first name? She didn't know that, but then, she hadn't attended very many Divination lessons. "Oh, I see," she said. "So he's not going to be here this year?" That was a shame. She might not have attended the classes often, but she did like the professor when she did. He certainly hadn't been one of those crazy, weirdo, "IIII caaan seee youurrr fuuuutuuuureee" type of person that Vashti generally associated with the subject.

Wait! Lockhart! Gilderoy Lockhart! Now Vashti remembered where she'd seen that name before. "Are you related to Gilderoy Lockhart, by any chance?" she asked suddenly.

Melanie tore her eyes away from the window she heard the knocking, a little startled by the noise. Before she could answer, someone entered the compartment. The girl looked familiar, and about her age too, but Melanie was pretty sure she'd never spoken to her. "Yeah, sure, the more the merrier." she replied cheerfully, with a little nod. After all, it would be a fairly boring train ride if she went the entire time without company.

She might as well introduce herself. "I'm Melanie Lockhart. You can call me Melanie.. or pretty much any other variation of it." Same old routine. "What's your name?" she asked curiously, returning her smile.

"Well, first im going to get on my left forearm a demon wraith standing behind a kneeling dark haired woman. Then on my right forearm im going to get a black panther. On my right upper arm im going to get the japanese symbol for courage. Then finally on my upper left arm im going to get your name surrounded by a rose and also says loved forever" he said smiling.

"Aweeeeeee, thats so sweet!" Amber said to them.

"I cant wait until if find a guy as great as you Draven! At this rate though it may take forever" she said.

Draven just shook his head at her knowing quite well she was beautiful in her own right and would find the right guy soon enough.

Violet smiled and replied,"I hope I do too!" She followed his gaze which led to a cat that was scratching his leg. Violet lightly said,"Awww...I wonder where its owner is.." She looked at the cat and then Sadie. Violet smiled down at her little kitten who looked back up at her with her big blue eyes. A soft meow came out Sadie's mouth and Violet giggled hugging her little kitten. Then she looked back at Christopher and the cat. It seemed to really like Christopher and it was beyond cute!

Selina smiled at the boy sitting across from her. "Yeah, is it that obvious? my Dad is one of the Chasers on the Fowlmouth Falcons, so it's always kind of been my thing. They don't let first years try out, but I'm gonna change their minds. It's always been my thing. So I'm gonna fight for it."

"What about you? Play any Quidditch? What position? I'm a Chaser."

Tay listened as he told her about the tattoos he wanted, and smiled when he mentioned the one he was getting for her- "Oh, that's so sweet!" she giggled.
She eventually wanted to get her kids names done too. That would be so, so sweet!

She looked over at Amber- "I could probably help you with that." she smiled warmly- "I know a lot of guys looking for ladies." she laughed...

Suddenly Tay had the strangest feeling- ever. She drifted back against the seat and let herself go.

She opened her eyes- she was in some form of... bedroom? A baby's room? She looked round until she saw someone stood holding a baby nearby- her eyes widened in shock. It was her! As in... older Taylor. Whoa this was creepy- she stood back and leaned against the wall- she didn't know if she could be seen or not. Oh yes. Older Taylor- whoa, she just got even more pretty- if she said so herself- looked right at her. "I was wondering when you'd get here!" she laughed, putting down the baby and moving towards Tay- "I guess... you're here because... you're not convinved you can win. Because, you have to be convinced you can win. Because you will. I promise. This is your future, because you don't fail. You'll figure everything out. Trust me. Even though right now you have no idea how to go about doing things. It'll just come to you in time- well, me!" she laughed- Tay was just in so much shock. "Trust me. You will not fail." Older Tay said, with a reassuring smile.

Tay woke up suddenly and widened her eyes- "Now, that was strange."

Amy skipped to the back of the train and into an empty car. She sat down and waited for her bff's to arrive. she hummed her favorite song as she played with the little puffskein hopping around on the seat next to her.

Christopher picked up the cat and held it in his lap. "I guess I'll have to report it to a prefect.... but I think I'll do that later." He grinned as the cat curled up and fell asleep. He was rather fat, adding to his cuteness. "What's your cat's name? My owl's name is Baltimore. I've always wanted to go there." His owl hooted and flapped his wings wildly, sending feathers everywhere. Christopher brushed one out of his dark brown hair and smiled.

The girl tore her eyes away from the window just long enoguh to anwser her. "Thank you." she replied placing her bag in the seat and taking her place next to it. She rummeged through he bag and pulled out a book and layed it on top of her bag in case she woud need it.

"Nice to meet you Melanie, Im Rene Cullen." She anwsered. Still looking at the badge upon her robes Im In my seventh year what about you?" she asked

Okay, he had to think for a moment before saying the first thing that came to mind, he didn't know which House she belonged to, "I don't really know how Squibs were treated back in those times," he should've done a much extensive research, sigh, "But we all know that they are slightly rare, I mean, having seven of those must have been a rather difficult thing for a Pureblood to accept, I think," at least it kind of made sense, no matter how evil it was. "They do that now, though, I haven't met one yet," and that would be just as exciting as meeting a Muggleborn or any Muggle for that matter. Silly from his part, considering he had Muggle relatives.

And then Treyen smiled, slightly relieved that she believed him, "I wouldn't, it's kind of creepy, and weird, and just plain evil," he said, shaking his head again, "And I'm no Slyth--Yeah, I wouldn't," it had worked, right? She had no idea he was going to say something else, right?

Blink, blink, blink.

She did? Chaser, huh? That was his dad's position. Well, it had been, many years ago. "I--didn't know you do," which was weird, he would've seen her at a game, right? "I'm usually Keeper, but I had to be Seeker two years ago," and he was holding the biggest smile ever imaginable. He wouldn't want to seek again, but the Snitch was a pretty golden ball.

The smile faded at the mention of Nolan, "No, he won't, it's real bad honestly, he'd been a wonderful Professor," a nod came to his pretty light brown head, the new Professor better do a good job. He or she better do it. Oh, hopefully it would be a 'He' instead of a 'She'.

What? That was...random. And the best thing she could ever ask! Though, this summer Treyen managed to find out the truth about his beloved Hero, but it didn't change the way he felt about him, he was the most awesome Obliviator ever, right? "Why, I am!" he was holding a smile on his face, forever loyal to Gilderoy, huh? "And you must be a Ravenclaw, aren't you?" it was only common sense, since she'd heard of Gilderoy.

Common sense. Right.

Helena searched for an empty compartment but it was pointless, everywhere was full. "I guess it's time to meet new people," she thought, as she slid a door open. She saw a bunch of cheerful stundents. "Can I sit with you? Every compartment seems to be full."

Tay told Amber that she could help her with her man troubles. Amber bounced on her seat and wobbled her head excitedly. Though Amber was older than Tay it would seem she was the younger one. He found it funny that they had not crossed paths last year but he knew there were a lot of students here. Chances are, they had seen each other but just didnt know one another.

His guess was even though Amber had done some modeling back home here at school she was still in the not so in crowd like Tay was. Tay was very popular from what he had heard so Amber was loving the chance to hang with Tay. It bothered him that Amber was so engrossed in being popular but who was he to ruin her dreams? She wanted to be a model that much was for sure so who better to give her tips than Tay and Anna?

Draven noticed Tay leaned back and fell asleep. He thought it odd that she fell asleep that quickly but the train did have a calming effect on one. Amber went back to reading her magazine and draven was about to pop in his earbuds again when Tay woke up and stated something was weird.

"Whats weird? You just fell asleep for a minute or so" he said to her. Tay looked at him puzzled as she felt as if she had been gone for half an hour.

Christopher smiled brightly. "That's really neat, I love Quidditch. Unfortunately, I'm not very good at sports. I'm pretty good at flying, but that's about it. Well, I hope you're in Gryffindor, you'd be a great addition to our team!" He grinned at the thought of Gryffindor winning all of the matches.

Violet watched him with the cat. She said sweetly as the cat fell asleep in his lap,"I think the cat really likes you...Awwww." Violet then said lightly,"Her name's Sadie! And my owl's name is Isis. She's a barn owl and a total sweetheart!" She looked at Isis who looked right back at her and made light 'Hooo'. Violet giggled lightly and turned back towards Christopher smiling. "Baltimore? I like it, it suits him." She looked at Baltimore and watched as he got his feathers everywhere. Some of them had gotten into her light blonde hair and she felt around for them trying to get them out. Violet wasn't sure if there was a lot in her hair or not

"I wasn't asleep... I... I saw me... In the future... I told myself... Well yeah... Older me told me that... I should stop worrying about not being able to figure things out right now, that I will do over time and that I don't fail. " Tay explained- she was still kind of dazed by that experience. "I was just there... it was a baby's- our baby's room... and I look so... I swear I get prettier!" she laughed, thinking about how odd that had just been. That had just been weird- having yourself talk to youself. She shook her head as it was so confusing it gave her a slight headache. But she was glad- she felt more comforted now.

Simon nodded absently at her rhetoric question to confirm, listening to her story and finding out by her own admission what year she was in. "Ah yes the dreaded OWL's..." he mused thinking back to the tests he had taken himself at the end of last term. “Believe me…while it’s true they are a bit harder than the ordinary finals from years past, they aren’t all that bad or too hard,” the boy tried to assure her when he noticed the slightly nervous tone in her voice.

“Nice to meet you too Mia", Simon replied before tilting his head curious as to her question. His companion seeming pretty sure of it yet he knew he didn’t give off the usual air of a quidditch player especially when around books and he hadn’t pined his captain’s badge onto his school uniform so he had no clue as to why. However as he followed her gaze upward he soon found out feeling inwardly sheepish he forgot the broom’s presence stood out as proof.

“Off and on most years though a certainty this term,” he answered, a hand unconsciously moving to the back of his neck. “Seeing as I was asked to be captain,” he added a little quieter than his usual volume.

"Thanks! Both of my parents were in Gryffindor and well my whole family line has been there. So I hope I continue the tradition. That's what I'm going to ask the sorting hat to put me, so we will see."

"As for the team, I hope they see it that way. I really want it, I'm sure I'm rubbish up against the older kids, but I'm fast. Isn't that what they want in Quidditch players anyway? I don't know, I'm not going to worry about it."

Selina smiled and shook all negative thoughts out of her head, "So what were you reading that you gave to Violet?"

Christopher brushed more feathers off of his uniform and on to the floor. "Thanks. Baltimore's a snowy owl, as you can see." He gestured to a few feathers around them. "Hopefully Sadie and Isis are showing him how to behave properly." He smirked at his owl as it pecked at it's cage. "Do you have any brothers or sisters that go here?" It was a bit random, but he was curious, and making conversation couldn't hurt.

Draven listened as she told him about her experience with her older self and what the vision told her. He was happy that the message was positive and promising for them both. He could tell that Tay was still a little dazed, evidently she was still new to this part of her skills and it took a lot of energy to do what she had done. He pulled her over and held onto her as she rested against him with a cute smile.

He was amazed at how fast she could fall into her dreamstate like that. He hoped that it wouldnt effect her time at the school any. Amber looked on in bewilderment as much of what had happened since she arrived didnt make any sense. Draven guessed that most of the school aside from some of the professors even knew of the Black Legion uprising. Unless they had been paying attention to the prophet or other news sources most of the kids seemed oblivous and in their own worlds to what was going on around them.

"Anytime! I'm Muggleborn, but my little sister got her letter this year. I hope she's in Gryffindor too. I think you'll get on the team, you seem pretty good." Christopher gave her a reassuring smile. "Oh, that? It's Shakespeare. He's an old Muggleborn poet and playwriter from ages ago. The book's called A Winter's Tale. I'm in to the classical stuff."

Tay smiled to herself- she held onto one of Draven's hands and looked up at him. "I wonder if you'll get to meet older you!" she giggled, leaning against him and making herself comfortable. She fiddled with the cute Juicy Couture necklace she had on and sighed.

"My friends want to meet you by the way." she giggled, kissing him on the cheek. "But we'll get round to that." she said, content with that moment they were in.

Violet finished taking out the feathers in her hair and on Sadie. She smiled and said,"Yes, I can see that, maybe he's just excited to be going back!" Violet watched Baltimore for a moment until she heard Christopher ask her about siblings. She nodded saying,"Umm no, but I do have one younger sister, her name's Evelynn, she won't be starting her first year at Hogwarts for another two years, she can't wait though!"

Throwing her head back in laughter Selina looked at Christopher, "I know who Shakespeare. Just because I'm a Mixed Blood who has two magical parents doesn't mean I don't know who he is. Actually he's one of my favorites, as far as books go. Actually my favorite by him is the Taming of the Shrew. I think it's hysterical. What about you? What's your favorite?"

Selina was so excited she found someone else who shared her love for the classics. Maybe it was her mother who was the Head Girl when she attended Hogwarts that enforced the importance of muggle literature, but Selina loved to read Shakespeare as much as Scamander. Loved to read Beowolf as much as Bathilda Bagshot. It was one of her many oddities.