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Jaina had scrunched up on the seat with her feet on the seat after watching Joshua walk off. She could now view out into the hall and she watched the kids go up and down the hall, some finding old friends while others making new friends. She had pearched Oona, her elf owl, onto her knees and stroked her feathers. She waited for the train to start up. Her new life awaited her at her new school. |
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"But that's cool. So your Mom does cases on what exactly? I mean it can't be magical cooperation." |
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Opening the compartment door he flashed her a huge smile. "Feeflower!" he laughed leaving his trunk by the door to go over and hug her. "I made it |
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Hmmm. Back of the train. This seemed like a good place to hang out for now. Finlay pushed open a compartment door open and slid inside, before sitting down. He had managed to lose the little sisters, which was definetly good, because they were totally cramping his style. He lifted his legs up, resting them on the seat opposite from him. He felt quite sleepy to be honest, and was tempted to have a little nap, because well nobody could really need him now right? They were on a train, there was a food trolley, and like. They'd be fine. He yawned, closing his eyes for a moment. Yeah. He was going to have a nap. |
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Growing up with parents who were loving and great to her was wonderful. But with their careers they were always away and working. Sophia Skylar even worked in Australia for three years. So growing up lonely made her crave siblings. She hoped Elektra was not thrown off by her question. |
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Grinning mischievously, Fallon ducked into the compartment quietly closing the door behind her. She sat next to him and looked at his sleeping face. Too bad he wouldn't be like that for long. She quickly poked him in the side and backed up in fear of getting hit. This was going to be good. |
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Violet turned towards Selina when she asked her a question. She smiled and replied,"Oh right! Well my father takes care of many magical creatures, like he had found an abandoned baby griffin one day that was very ill and he nursed it back to perfect health and helped it grow up. It's amazing what he does and I love him for it." Violet stroked Sadie and then went on,"And my mother is a very famous model an amazing dancer. She is also a very well-known singer all around France." She sighed in content going on,"She's my role model!" Violet smiled and giggled lightly. |
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But he felt someone poking him. And he frowned because someone was waking him up for his nice nap. How rude. Didn't that person see the prefect badge on his robes? Yush. Big prefect. Don't poke him. He opened his eyes, and glanced to his side. Oooh. It was Fallon. Pretty Fallon who had had ice cream on her nose. He eyed her carefully. "I was sleeping." He pouted at her, before laughing. She was cute....so he'd over loo her poking him. |
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"Yeah, I get it. I'm an only child too. It's kind of lonely, but Hogwarts will be a nice change." |
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"Besides, you don't need to be sleeping yet. We haven't even been moving that long." She usually took a nap too, but it was far too early in the trip for that. She looked at Finn's pout and couldn't help but think that he was really cute when he pouted. |
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"Exactly! I need to save my energy for when we get to school." It was a very good idea, because he was pretty sure he had to lead some annoying first year ravenclaws to the common room later. That was sure to be rather dreadful. He smiled at her though, maybe it was a good thing that she had woken him up, seeing as she was here. "Hello Fallon." |
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Fallon just rolled her eyes. Typical guy answer. It really doesn't take that much energy to stay awake and talk to people on the train. She grinned back at his smile. "Hello Finn." She completely forgot to say hello after she woke him up. Oh well. |
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Cheer from the stands? Merlin, no. "Cheering is nice, I suppose, but I prefer actually being out there on the pitch," she replied. Ah, so Treyen must be a Hufflepuff then. Did every house get a new Captain this year then? Probably. Lots of the prefects from last year had graduated after all, and some were the Captains the year before. Like Nia. "Nolan?" she repeated. Was he a student or a professor? Probably a professor, because how would anyone replace a student when there were so many? But she didn't remember a Professor Nolan... |
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Jaina watched te city give way to the countryside. She sighed heavily before popping a lemondrop into her mouth. "Here you go, Oona." she said to her elf owl as she handed her a pellet. "Guess there's nothing much to do except take a nap, huh?" She cocked her head to the side and rested it on the seat and slowly closed her eyes. |
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Composing herself as best as she could Selina turned her attention to calming down Owen who was frightened by her rant. "Well, um what are their names? The unicorn, phoenix, and uh... DRAGON?" Quote:
"The seeker is the lightest player on the team. They chase after a small golden ball called the snitch. This ball is very small with wings and can fly through the air at very fast speeds. If the seeker catches the snitch the game is over and the team with the snitch is awarded 150 points. This goes back to a very old tradition when the snitch was the bird the Sniget. But I won't bore you with that. "The other way to gain points is through the Chasers. My Dad is a chaser. There are three on each team and they try to throw the Quaffle through three hoops. These hoops are guarded by the Keeper. The keeper is like a goalie. If they get it past the Keeper the team is awarded 10 points. And well that is pretty much Quidditch. A couple other things here and there, but that is it." Looking back at her pets Selina replied, "A puppy? That is so cute. How old is he?" |
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