'No thanks.' Ella replied grinning slightly. She patted the large pack next to her. 'I've had about.. erm... fifty?' she laughed.
'Oh wow, really? That's cool.'

'Wow! Your family sound a mixed bunch!' Daisy said.

Daisy pulled a frog out of her bag.
'Ron Weasley' she read off the card. 'Hey, Ella, It's a relative of yours!He's one of the few I need to complete my collection!'

Ella leant over to look. 'Ah yeah, he's my Great- Grandad.' she smiled

Ella looked around at her friends.
'Hm.. I'm going to the Food Trolley' She got up. 'I'll be back in two minutes!'

"I am not touching that thing." Cass said with a frown as she eyed the walking panda distastefully. set her guitar down against the wall carefully before pulling her wand out from her sleeve. She pointed it at Heather's trunk and said "Locomotor Trunk" making it under the blonde Slytherin's control.

She stepped aside to let Heather and her panda doll in before pointing her wand towards an empty space in the compartment, right under the luggage compartments. Then she flicked her wand once more while casting Wingardium Leviosa, levitating it to settle at the other side of the baggage racks in the compartment.

Then she tucked her wand back into it's holster, closed the door then took her guitar back into her hands, before sitting back down.

"You really should pay more attention to charms class, Heather." She remarked lighty while strumming a few chords.

Speaking of class...

She stopped strumming and looked up at Heather "By the way, did you hear the news? Professor Welton has disappeared from the grounds!" She had been saddened to hear the news. She rather liked her classes, especially that time they had a picnic by the lake and met Henry the Giant Squid. She would miss Professor Welton dearly.

Rose looked up at the question..."oh I got a Blackthorn, Unicorn Hair, 12inches, rigid..."
....taking the wand Penny handed to her, examining it and saying"it's lovely, did you get a polish kit too?"

Retrieving her own wand and showing it to Penny..showing off the scarlet holster that was holding her wand..

The Gryffindor tried to feign surprise, mentally cursing himself for moving so slow. It hadn't been entirely his fault though. The corridor was still crowded as other students were boarding the train and he didn't dare try to shove anybody out of his way. It was all he needed to get into another brawl, especially with somebody he just met. He froze as she took him by the arm, even more astonished by her gesture. When was the last time she had done that?

He stared up--well, down at her since he was taller and again, he couldn't find the strength to smile. It wasn't just the awkwardness between them, but other things that had gotten him down. Namely, the instability of his life outside of Hogwarts. One of these days, he was just going to run away. It was that bad.

With his free arm, he placed his hand on the side of his face to cover his scar quickly. "I--uh, hey...?" he said weakly. "Was that you singing? It was really um...good. How was your summer...?" The moment he asked her, he regretted it. After that fight between them, who would have a good summer?

Having past the front and the middle of the train, Daichi dragged his bags over to the back. He knew he should have been here earlier because now he has to drag his stuff all the way to the back. And not to mention that he started to get an headache.

Finally arriving at the back, Daichi looked for a compartment that was empty. Finding one he opened the door and threw the bags on the couch. He let his body fell on the other side and lay on his stomach. He groaned as his headache started to become worse and he closed his eyes. The headache wasn't the only thing worrying him. What worried him the most was, in a few hours he would be at Hogwarts and.......HAVE TO DO A THREE HOUR TEST!! . Having to do one was bad enough but..with a HEADACHE it's even WORSE!

He sighed deeply, yes , he had practised some spells and learned some things from the books. I mean, everything to be prepared for the long sorting test. It was just... he had failed at every spell. How was he going to come in Slytherin when he had no idea how to do a simple spell?!.

This was so super scary. *flail*

Josephine pulled her stuff behind her, making her way to the back the train, not intentionally because well she didnt know where to sit, she had no one to sit with so she'd go sit by herself, it was easier that way. The brunette stopped as she realised she was at the back of the train and would soon enough come to a dead end. She walked past compartments, peering inside them trying to find an empty one. Finally finding one, she slid open the door and skipped inside, taking a seat by the window and getting out a book from her bag. Yay.

Jonathan promised Jeanne to go fetch her bag that she left at the back of the train. It's a jungle out here, especially here. There were tons of students laughing and playing. Jonathan tried squeezing in with every student he passed by, trying to fin the compartment which Jeanne had left her bag pack. Such a lucky day.

Finally Jonathan found the bag in one compartment. Jonathan couldn't just barge in, it would be rude. The boy looked like a first year, well he looks younger than he is.

Jonathan knocked at the glass door and smiled at the young fellow inside. He was pointing out a black bag pack located above the couches. Wait! Jonathan paused for awhile. Is it him or the young one looked Asian? That's really awesome to find another one of his kind at Hogwarts.

Penny took the wand, looking at it.."Wow, it's beautiful, the dark wood is awesome.....what did it do for you in the shop?... yes I got a polish kit and this holster in the Hufflepuff colors"...

Giving it back to Rose, and took back her own, re-holstering it in the yellow holster ....

She then went quiet, feeling sad all of a sudden - Penny had never spent a night away from home, and now she knew she wouldn't be home until Christmas...

Daichi had been alone in peace and quiet in his compartment. After some time he had gotten used to his headache and even managed to close his eyes. He pressed Mr.Duckels, his plush ducky against his chest and soon he started to slumber away. Maybe some sleep would heal the headac--

"YA! WHAT WAS THAT FO--owww" Daichi grabbed his forehead with his hands when he had jumped upright in to a sitting position. The very LOUD bang on the glass had made him jump and his headache started to get worse. In the commotion , Mr.Duckels had fallen off the couch and rolled under the couch when the train had started to take a turn. "Mr.Duckels!" he squealed, panicking, and then looked back at the older boy who was still standing at the door. "Ya! grab the bag yourself, i'm busy" And he plopped on the ground on his knees, trying to get Mr.Duckels from under the couch, but couldn't reach for it and failed miserably. But he couldn't give up! Daichi tried again but to no avail.

Daisy wandered back down the train, her pockets full of food. All the friends she'd met in her original compartment had left to, like her, mix and meet some new people. Walking straight past a compartmant of scary-looking 7th years, she found an almost empty compartment with a boy about her age looking for something under the seats. Daisy's eyes widened at this boy, who looked as though he wasn't enjoying the journey.
'Excuse me... are you ok?' she asked him from the doorway. She looked at him again. 'I'll just go shall I?' and, eyes as round as saucers, Daisy walked away 'See'ya around...'

Something wrong with the compartment?

Raising a suspicious eyebrow, Josh stepped forward to check inside the compartment. Well...it all looked like a...compartment. Nothing looked weird and everything about it was pretty ordinary. Eh...what did he expect? Blinking a few times, the boy looked back at Evelyn and shoke his head yet getting closer to her a smile appeared on his face. ''There's always something wrong with all compartments if you are not in them'' Yeah, that was right. So she needed to step in it like right now. Or he had better lead her inside, yep. ''C'mon.'' Wrapping an arm around her waist, he was about to walk in the compartment and tug her in it with himself when he had heard that voice...

So he glanced back and his eyes widened at the blonde girl's sight. Merlin! Where did she come from? It was like she had just appeared there in all of a sudden. He had not heard anyone approach though he was pretty careful about thing going around them. Or at least he thought he was. Apparently not careful enough.

Staring at her some, Josh decided not to look unpleasant or annoyed so he smiled slightly at the girl ''Hi, Bissy. I guess i am fine enough. And you? The change of air should feel...different.'' Staring at the floor for a moment, the Gryffindor boy of course missed the smile she gave to his girlfriend while greeting her. Well...this felt weird. Pretty weird and...stressing.

*Inner groan*

"Where is that house-elf, when you needed him?" Mordred cursed under his breath. After he said good-bye to his parents, here he was carrying his owl cage with his owl in it and a huge backpack. He wasn't having a good day today. First, the house-elf with his trunk was missing, second he can't find any familiar face he met at Diagon Alley, and third, there were soooo many people inside the train.

Making his way down to the back of the train, he finally found his house-elf inside an empty compartment. Calen was sitting on top of his trunk. Mordred opened the compartment door. "At least you got me an empty compartment. Now off you go Calen, mum needs you at home. Go now." Calen got up and bowed down at him. "Yes young master Mordred. Have a good term!" Calen squeeled and with a small pop he was gone. Mordred closed the compartment door. He threw his heavy back pack on the seat and tried to figure on how to bring his trunk on the storage compartments up above his head.

After a few minutes, he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and realized he could've just used magic. Mordred removed his jacket and threw it across the seat in front of him, stretched a bit and sat down. He looked out of the window and soo many students were still outside saying goodbye to their parents. Some were already in their uniforms running around the platform.

He laid back in his seat and closed his eyes trying to drown the noise that was coming out from both the platform and the corridor outside his apartment. "Here we go." he thought.

Daichi bumped his head under the couch in shock when another voice came from the doorway. A female voice this time. Couldn't people leave him aloooone?! "I''m perfectly fine!" he snapped from under the couch. He honestly didn't want to snap but when he had a headache AND was scared of the test AND Mr.Duckels was under the couch...that was a BAD combination. "I just can't get Mr.Duckels from under the couch" he replied further and hoped his voice didn't sound as snappish as it had done earlier.

Right, she had finally finished that book on Muggles. What was she supposed to do now? Serena sighed and walked around. It was way too noisy at the front maybe the back would be quieter. She was about to look for the food trolley when she say someone she knew! "Hey!" She said to a boy sitting in an empty carriage "Mordred!"

A duck??? Really??? Jonathan opened the door and went inside. Amused by how the kid desperately kept his toy, he smiled. He took Jeanne's bag and turned to him again. Smiling a bit deviously he decided to sit down and might have a little chat. "Are you a first year perhaps?" Well he haven't seen him anywhere before and Jonathan was up for teasing, especially with the stuffed duck he was holding. Jonathan's eyes were still focused on the stuffed toy while asking him a question. "you know they'll tease you if they find out?" ahhh, yes. Spoken like a true Slytherin, he warned the little fellow about it. "What's your name?" Jonathan said with the smiled still stuck on his face.

Plithsev hurried into the back of the train. She was thin and was wearing green robes. She had cropped blond hair and green eyes and had glasses.
She was annoyed at how crowded it was. She was holding a copy of the Daily Prophet in one hand.

'Sorry' Daisy said, entering the compartment again and still staring at him. 'No need to snap, are you sure you don't want a hand?' she said cooly

'Oh, hey Jordan, hey Daisy...' Rose said. 'Are we nearly there yet?'
When no-one replied she said 'Are you OK?'

Daisys head stuck out from round a compartment doorway 'Hi again Rose, I'm just talking to this boy.' she said through slightly gritted teeth. 'I'll probably be through in a sec.'

'Oh, sorry I didn't notice you had gone...' Rose replied apologetically

'It's ok,' replied Daisy, a little weary of the long journey 'this boy in out year has lost his 'Mr Duckles'...' She shrugged, 'he doesn't look too well either, she added quietly.

For once, Cass was silently thanking her mum who had forced her to come here earlier when she saw the crowds outside the compartment. Thank Merlin she didn't have to go through that.

She sort of smiled at him as he turned around. Hey, everyone deserved a smile, right? Then her eyes narrowed curiously for a fraction of a second as he suddenly moved to cover a part of his face.

Was that a scar?!

Not wanting to press on, she let it slide. Maybe it was nothing? But it didn't look like nothing...but..it was none of her business.

Then, not for the first time, she was grateful that her mum was the kind of mother that she could talk to about things...without her, she wouldn't know what to do now.

Then she blushed slightly at the complement. She was not expecting that. Especially not from him. Not after what they had gone through during the summer. "Uh yeah. Thank you..I composed it actually."

No matter what happens, you have to look fine.

So, she put on a brave smile on her face and answered... "My summer?" She started, hmm, how would she answer that? She didn't want to lie to Levi. No, that would just prove him right...besides, she had never lied to him before - no matter what he thinks - and there was no reason to start now. "Well...it has been very productive." She answered carefully. "I spent most of the summer writing songs." No need to add that she composed them while either...mad or crying.

"Err..." Mordred groaned in his head. He was hoping to be alone in the compartment. As he opened his eyes, he paled. "Chloe?" he tried to stay calm, but the silence between them wasn't helping. "No it can't be Chloe. I just got word that she's in America right now..." Mordred was still in shock, staring at her. Chloe and this young witch have so much in common. The face, eyes...

"What's your name?" he wanted to know immediately. Mordred knew that Chloe didn't have any siblings. "This is weird. Too weird." he thought studying the young witch in front of her.