Christopher really couldn't tell the difference, and couldn't understand how Mixed Blood and Half-Blood were different. He shrugged it off and nodded with a grin as they talked about the muggle trend of police officer shows, and how they were polluting television.

Oh gosh. That was an interesting topic. Christopher laughed nervously and looked at his feet. "Well..... my dad thought it was the coolest thing ever, magic and all. He's really fascinated by it. My mum on the other hand...... well.... she didn't take it too well." He frowned at the thought of his mum's reaction.

Tay looked up at him and giggled cutely- "That would just be so... so amazing." she said honestly, leaning forward and holding onto his hand. She could imagine that whatever song he wrote for her would probably be the most beautiful thing she could ever hear.

She picked up some Pie and started to eat it- gees, this stuff was good, it really made her wonder why she'd been so put off by food at one point! "So... I was thinking. I wanted to take your Mum out shopping soon- obviously, next holiday or something? I'd love to spend more time with her, and it seems like a good way to do it!" Tay asked Draven, wondering what he'd think of the idea. Arabella was so, so lovely- she was so glad that her future in-laws were so nice to her!

"By the way. At Christmas- my Mum wants to throw us a proper engagement party." she said excitedly- smiling and sitting up in her seat. She knew there were a couple people not so keen on the fact she was even engaged- but she knew why they were worried. She just... wished people would understand how in love her and Draven are- they're just meant to be, soulmates! "Like, you can invite whoever, all the families will be there!" she told him.

Selina saw the look in Christopher's eye when his mother was brought into the conversation. It was a shame that she was not as welcoming to the idea of magic. Although the more muggleborns Selina met the more she realized that this fact was very true. Most people who did not grow up with magic seemed to find it weird and strange. Truth be told it was, but Christopher was a nice boy and the fact that he had magic did not take away from that.

"Well, I'm glad she let you come. Or else I would have never have met you. So tell me, what happened?"

Someone had talked about Hugo? Positively? Wow, that was cool. He got up and shook the girl's hand. "Well, hello," he said, smiling. "I'm Hugo Doyle, second year Ravenclaw. And you are...?" he asked. He loved getting to know people. It felt good!

Shaking the boy's hand Selina blew a stray red hair out of her face. "Selina Skylar, first year... well that's all I know so far. It's nice to met you Hugo."

This boy was very friendly and sweet. She now knew why Kurumi and Adam spoke so highly of him. He was just down right pleasant.

"So tell me about yourself, Hugo."

"Thanks. I almost didn't come, actually." He frowned again. "When my mum found out, and the professor came to explain it, she flipped. She thought it was a joke and got really angry. She refused to believe in magic and won't speak of it. She hardly talks to Elyon or me anymore without freaking out. My parents fought for days. Dad practically had to sneak me out." Christopher sighed. He didn't like talking about his mum. They got along great before Hogwarts. But it was his home, and he loved it, no matter what his mum thought.

"Well that's good that you found a way to come. I grew up with magic and it can be really helpful. Besides if you love it you should fight for it. And if you don't mind me asking who's Elyon?"

Must. Find a place. To. Put. My stuff. In... Evan breathed heavily as he dragged two bags behind him. He didn't want to sweat, because then he would smell and his clothes would be a mess. Also, he would have to tidy his hair again, which looked so amazing right now, if he managed not to sweat. Hands on his hips, he looked around the compartment. Wow. Here was full of ickle firsties, eh? Could he trust them with his luggage? Although, that should be easy, since he was a PREFECT now and his neatly-pinned badge SHOUTED that. Firsties were always frightened of prefects. Though, he didn't really want to scare them--he wasn't in the mood to do that. Just, he walked the lenght of the compartment to make sure people saw his badge, and also to make sure none of the firsties decided to use their wands and make a scene of themselves. As he was pacing, he saw a certain Huffie he knew, and with a smile, dragged his bags to her.

"Hello Brittany," he greeted the girl. He remembered her quite well, because she'd called him rude. How rude. "How are you?" Might as well chit-chat while he placed his bags in her compartment. Because he had to ask for a favour, and you just didn't ask favours directly. That would be rude.

Brittany Looked up at the sound of her name which was rarely ever used in its full. Who was this calling her Brittany??? Here eyes fell on a familar though not to familar tall slytherin Boy. Her eyes narrowed instantly. She certainly remembered there last meeting and it certainly didnt go very well. She was determined not to give him the satisfaction that it still gotto her slightly."Uh hello Evan." she said. Yes she remembered his name. She never forgot people who almost flattened her to floor.

"Ive been great." she said with a small smile. Yes she was doing a very good job. She looked him over once more and noitced his badge. Oh goodness that couldnt be good. He was already toooo proud to be a slytherin and now with a badge he might be worst *smirk*. She decided she wouldnt bring it up so she countinued on with the earlier conversation. "So how have you been".

What a nice girl this was. "Well... What can I say. I'm a Ravenclaw, I do not like to study, I do like to read though. I play a muggle music instrument called the ukulele and I'm a halfblood." He didn't really know what else to tell her. "So, tell me about you, Selina. What house do you want to be in?" he asked politely.

Septimus plopped down in one of the compartments at the back of the train. He didn't know anyone here. He didn't have any brothers or sisters to show him around. He was extremely shy and extremely quiet. The chances of him making any friends whatsoever were one in a million. The train had already almost left him behind. Oh, yes. He was also clumsy. Very clumsy. He dropped most of his sketch books and pencils. "Bother," he muttered as he began to pick them up.

"Hello, sorry for intruding, but my friend fell asleep and i need somewhere to crash till she wakes up." Serena said popping her head into a random compartment, hopfully i can gain new friends while i wait, please, please, please wizard god! Serena sighed to herself. My life is just plain sad.

Emmaleigh eagerly boarded the train looking for Brit. It was almost time for the trian to pull out, and she hadn't seen her bestie yet. She figured the girl had managed to get on with out being seen by either her or Michael. When she thought she saw Birt in a compartment, she hurried to open the door, "Brit!" she said enthuastically and ran inside, only to run into a rather large person. The impact caused the tiny second year to fall flat on her tail. "ow" she muttered looking up at the person.

Christopher sighed again. "Yes, I suppose you're right. She can't stop me from going. Oh, Elyon? My little sister. She'll be in your year, actually. I hope she's in Gryffindor too."

Selina saw the older prefect poking his nose around. He seemed to be on the prowl for fresh meat as was the case with many other older students on the train. Maybe when she was older she would understand the thrill of the hunt for younger children. But presently, at the bottom of the food chain, Selina could not see the appeal.

Grasping tight onto her wand she approached the older student. She would not be the first year who was pushed around by the older student. Making allies now would be her best option.

As she reached several feet away from the older student she tucked a strand of her deep auburn hair behind her ear and licked her light lips. Straightening her back she made her way to the prefect.

"Hello, I'm Selina Skylar. I was wondering if you could take the time to answer a question of mine?"

A Ravenclaw? So he was smart too? What was it that her father always told her? The red is for the hothead, the green is for the mean, the yellow is for the mellow, and the blue is smarter than you.

"That's cool. Everyone I've met from your house seems really nice. As well as you of course. And I've heard of the ukulele. My Dad's favorite song is "Over the Rainbow" by Iz. Didn't he play a ukulele in that?"

Without hesitation she responded, "Gryffindor."

"I mean, my whole family's been there for generations. I don't want to be the odd one out. All of my cousins were in that house too. It's a legacy that I'm so afraid I might mess up."

"What about me? Well I guess the most important thing is I'm a ginger, obviously. It holds more weight than you would think. Trust me, all of the magic in the world comes from the weight of the hair." Selina joked, "And I love Quidditch. It's a family tradition. A lot of my family, including my Dad played Quidditch professionally. Actually my Dad's on the Falcons. And I love to fly and I like school, but I doesn't come easy to me. I have to work for it. Also I guess I kind of have a serious drive. Everything I do needs to get done. It's kind of a fault."

"So which one of your parents is a muggleborn or muggle?"

Alice looked down at the victorian dress she still held in her hands and went back to her compartment, she stood on top of the seat and put her dress safely into her trunk, which had an expansion spell on it that her mother had done for her. Alice then grabbed her wand from the small wand compartment on the side and placed it in her wand pocket in her robe.

Alice felt extremely awkward wearing the modern clothing, she felt almost naked in the Outfit which, to be honest, by modern standards was quite conservative. The eleven years of wearing only Victorian style clothing had really done a number on Alice's senses.

Because of how much her victorian clothes had covered her up Alice now felt cold and shivered sitting back down onto her seat.Her raven, Percival, was still perched on her shoulder.

Looking up from her Quidditch magazine Selina saw a young girl in the door of her compartment. Smiling she gestured to the girl to have a seat beside her. It was fine with her. Besides the girl seemed nice enough that she didn't mind sharing the compartment.

" 'Course. Have a seat. I'm Selina by the way."

"Oh! Another first year. Cool, I can't wait to met her. So tell me, what is sorting like?"

"Thank you, you are very kind." Serena came in and sat down across from Selina. "How rude of me, i forgot to introduce myself. My name is Serena Darklight. It's very nice meeting you" Serena said with an adorable smile.

"Pleasure," Selina said casting her book away. She could always read about the brawl between the Arrows and Catapults later.

"So, what year are you Serena?"

"Haha, don't be sorry!" Jenny laughed. It was amusing how he hasn't thought of food at Hogwarts before, but it was his reaction that's amusing, not his unawareness of food. "Of course there's food in the school! Like after the sorting ceremony, the headmaster will make a huge speech and then tons of food will appear out of nowhere! More delicious food than you can imagine!" Jenny was also aware of another thing...was this kid not aware that he'll be living at school for the majority of the year?

Jenny nodded. "Thanks Kurumi...I just wanted to try one out." Yeah, her curiosity is really getting to her; hopefully nothing bad happened when she ate that...ugh...thing.

"First year, and proud of it!"

Hm, perhaps sitting in the middle of the train corridor wasn't as interesting as Keeley had planned on. Of course, a couple of people stepped on and/or tripped over her, and there was the majority of passerby who gave her an odd look, as if to say, 'Um.. why the heck are you just sitting there?'

Scooping up her extremely fat old cat, Aphrodite, Keeley brushed back one of her many messy braids. Still no open compartments, either. Meh, might as well do something productive while she waited for something to happen. Almost automatically, the girl pulled out her sketchpad, impulsively doodling whatever came to her head.

Sitting up attentively, "Me too!"

Alice looked out into the corridor and saw a girl, older than her, sitting and drawing in the middle of the corridor. Alice's raven flew from her shoulder and landed right on top of the girls cats head and looked at what the girl was drawing then back up at the girl right in her face.

"That is totally awesome! i cant wait till classes. i hope were in the same classes!" Serena said bouncing