'I didn't know how to get on, I'm a Mudblood.' Rose said matter-of-factly.
'Ah, steer clear of me and my twin sisters then!' she winked at him. 'Seriously, they got my friend with a buzzer on their hands!' Rose giggled as she remembered. Daisy had called Lilly and Violet 'pure evil'

"Nervous?" Ellie asked with a hint of a smirk on her face. She supposed most new kids were nervous. She wasn't, herself. Sure, she had a preference, but it didn't truly matter to her where she was put. It wasn't like she fit Ravenclaw's description much, yet there she was. "All the houses have really great people." So, he shouldn't worry much about it. Even if he hated the house or the common room, he'd surely find a friend in a house mate quickly.

She agreed. "They'll do favors for you if you ask, too." Like make gelato. Heh. "But I suppose that depends on whether you're nice to them." Ellie wasn't really one way or the other. "Sure. Whenever you're ready to learn where the kitchens are." Because he'd said he just had to worry about food, class, and his Common Room. Though, the kitchen did kind of fall under 'food', didn't it?

Ellie refrained from snorting. "I don't read." First and most importantly. "But dad was saying something about it this morning." She shrugged and moved her hand back to the puppy's head. "They're just outsider's looking in, I think. They only hear about the bad and don't see what it's like the majority of the time. Plus, things happen. And you could hardly blame Tate for Professors leaving. I'm fairly certain none of them left because of him. And I know three for sure." Reyn, Little Professor, and Bishop. "He's a good Headmaster." So Adam needn't worry about attending a school run by someone incapable of their title.

Selena beamed at the girl. "I knew it, except both of my parents are stupid, they don't care," she said, waving the mere thought of her parents away. Stupid idiots, really. She didn't like them, they didn't like her. It was a mutual dislike thing. Selena nommed on her lollipop as the girl spoke. Selena also scooped up the purple puffball off of her head and placed him on her lap where the polka dotted pillow was.

"It's a secret, if I tell you, you might take my plan and use it so you can rule the world," she said simply. Because Selena Vivianne Zabini-Riddle and her bestie were the only people who were allowed to do so. Forget the world. She was going to rule the universe, time, space and all parallel universes with her best friend. "But that works too, I just have a more fool-proof plan," she said, smirking.

Yeah. And it involved the awesomeness that was within the Crazytastic Besties. *insert evil laughter here*

"Not so much nervous as...curious," Adam said with a smile. After all he'd never really had someone look into his mind and personality and place him somewhere. After all that was what the hat did right? He had heard that you could ask the hat to put you somewhere and that it would put you there, but Adam didn't really want to ask...he would be put where he was put.

"Favors, huh?" Adam said with a bemused smile. "I guess I know where to go for a midnight snack," Adam said with a little laugh. He didn't want to take advantage of the house elves, but then again if they were doing favors for people maybe they didn't mind their job. After all Adam didn't really see anything wrong with being around food all day. Where was there a downside to that?

Adam nodded as Ellie talked about the Headmaster. "I thought the article just made a lot of accusations without any real proof," Adam said with a shrug of the shoulders. He didn't have anything against the Headmaster, and he certainly wasn't going to judge the man or his supposed responses to the reporter who wrote the article. For all Adam knew the person could have been sticking their nose in business that really wasn't theirs. "I feel kind of bad for the guy actually...they just came down so hard on him, and I feel like a lot of it is out of his control. At least what I've read it seems that way..."

Harlow turned to play with Legalos while the boy gathered up his things to leave her compartment. The cat rolled over on her back for a belly rub and Harlow obliged. She turned back to him when he spoke again.

She pulled her legs up and tucked them under her skirt. "I'm not going to cry because you want to leave," she told him. Boys got uncomfortable when girls cried. So she wasn't going to cry in front of him. It wasn't a crying moment to be honest. He was at least making an effort to console her so he wasn't all bad. He just wasn't interested in talking to a little kid.

Harlow would see how long he kept up this act, "I'm a first year. So I'm new." she answered as Legalos swiped at her lollipop. She gave the cat another lick before she took it back. She didn't want the persian to get fat and lazy.

"You only have to wait a few more hours, then." So not too long before his curiosity was satisfied.

Mhm. "If you're nice to them," she laughed. "They like to serve, though. It's in their nature, I think. Like how dogs like to...bark." Ellie glanced down at JB for that.

Yeah, that was what Ellie got from her dad's description of the article. "i don't know. You can usually trust the prophet." But it just went to show you couldn't believe everything you read, right? And Ellie's point of 'why bother reading anyway'. Heh. "It probably is... I don't know. I doubt he's taking it too seriously." Ellie wasn't.

Adam gave Ellie a smile before looking down at JB. He had perked his ears up at Ellie's words about barking. "He doesn't seem to be big on the whole barking thing," Adam said with a shrug of the shoulders. Honestly he didn't mind...it made hiding him from his parents much easier. "It actually makes things a lot less stressful for me that he's quiet. If he barked all the time I would have a very hard time keeping that from my parents."

Adam figured the Headmaster wouldn't be thinking too much into it. After all the best thing to do with those kind of situations was to just ignore it...it had a better chance of going away than if you constantly brought it up. "So what class are you looking forward to the most?" Adam asked, adjusting his jacket slightly as he did so. It was getting kind of hot in the compartment, but he wasn't sure that it was hot enough to just be in a tee shirt.

That was good, though, wasn't it? Barking could be a nuisance. Odd of the dog to be so quiet, but not bad.

Wait, what? Once again, Adam had fascinated the fifteen year old. "You're keeping him from your parents? They don't know?" She could never get away with that. She wouldn't know how. "But why?"

Classes? Ewww. Though, it was understandable that Adam would want to talk about them. Ellie opened her mouth to provide her usual answer of 'Charms', but caught herself in time. She wasn't looking forward to Charms. She wouldn't know the Professor and she'd be thinking of the one that she loved so dearly that had just left. "Flying, I suppose." No other academic class actually interested her much. Transfiguration, maybe, but that Professor was scary last year. It should be common knowledge not to give Destiny a chainsaw and yet...Shaw had.

Needless to say Ellie studied that independently the rest of the term.

"You looking forward to anything in particular?"

Sierra eyes narrowed into a glare. She hated when people motioned or asked for her to come forward. It made her feel like some kind of crup or house elf. At least he'd apologized, though. That was more than she could say for the girl who'd fallen at her feet. Or at least Sierra assumed this was a girl. She was wearing a skirt, though that skirt was currently covering her head.

He was hungry? He was hungry, and that's what he thought gave him a perfectly good excuse to nearly run over. Hmph. The thing was, Sierra was hungry, too. She hadn't been home in a week and had relied on meals here and there while she'd been traveling. "Well, you're lucky I'm in a slightly good mood," she finally said, "...and that's I'm hungry." She tried to peer around him and into his trunk. "What do you have?"

Oh, look. The girl, because she did turn out to be a girl after all, was finally getting herself up. A nicer person would have helped her up, but there were many things Sierra Greingoth would never claim to be, and nice was one of them. She shrugged. "Seems like a common occurrence today," she muttered. She'd only been on the train for...what? Ten minutes? About that, yes, and already two apparently blind students had run right into her.

"No, well, they're not made to try and yank them open and fall on the feet of the other passengers either," Sierra pointed out. She guessed the girl overlooked that fact, though. She eyed this girl, trying to figure out if she knew her or not. Nope. Definitely a first year. Sierra remembered her first train ride, too. She'd accidentally wandered into the prefects' compartment. She'd conveniently forgot to tell that to this little girl, though. "First train ride?" she asked.

"No...they definitely would not support me having a pet dog," Adam said with a little shake of the head. His parents didn't support him doing anything other than behaving, keeping the house clean, and learning. "My parents don't really like animals...they see them as nuisances, but I'm alone so much that I thought a companion would be nice. And JB is so well behaved that I don't need to worry about them finding out." Yeah...most kids didn't hide their pets from their parents, but Adam had too...guess he wasn't like most kids.

Adam gave a little nod. "I like Flying too," Adam said...once he got past the whole height issue of course. "I guess I'm looking the most forward to Defense Against the Dark Arts...if we're doing actual magic that is, and Charms is always entertaining." Adam had had a great Charms professor at one of his schools, and it was probably the best professor he had ever had. "I guess sometimes with classes the professors can make it, so I guess I'll have a better idea of my favorites once I meet them."

"I have a blending of everything from the food trolley the best on the market" he smiled a bit and opened his trunk for her to see making sure his bag with an extendable charm was off the side so that she could have easy access "and i have more at home but i would have to send my owl" He pointed at Arculus his snowy owl "to get my uncle to send more out, do you have a particularly favorite candy?" Damon asked.

Kourt giggled as Indiana readily agreed that they should find a compartment and sit. She didn't mind standing, but they would be in the way of the other students who were crowding the corridor. "Okay...." She peeked into the next compartment over and then looked back at Indy. "Empty!" Sliding the door open, she stepped inside, holding it open for her friend.

"Bummer." She frowned, taking a seat on one of the benches. "I think so too. She's probably searching the train for us. It'd be better if we stayed in one spot so that she'll find us easily."

She placed her bag containing her robes on the side of her. "So you've been searching this entire time? I met this boy. A Slytherin sixth year. We talked for a while. He's pretty interesting. "

I thought the scarlet was cute.

But really, honestly, everything about her was cute. "Hey!" That was--that was-- "That was exactly what I was thinking." Grin. I looked suspiciously at her.

"Did you read my mind?"

LOL. Okay yeah. Sorry. Internet term. But it so fit the situation. I broke out of my 'suspicion' back into a wide grin. "But yeah...I was gonna say the same thing." Wait. Was I? I don't even remember. I guess I wasn't really thinking strait.

A sudden thought struck me. "Hey, are you familiar with muggle music?"

Harlow pulled her wand out of her purse and cleaned off the hem of her skirt. The first spells she learned were cleaning spells. That was essential when you lived with two older brothers who thought dirt was a fashion accessory. Satisfied that her skirt was once again pristine she turned to look up at the older girl. "Well I'm sorry," she said once again. She didn't do it on purpose after all. Who wanted to fall out of a compartment and flash the world their knickers. Even if they named 7 uses of a mandrake.

Her bottom lip quivered as the girl continued to drive home how stupid Harlow was for falling out of a compartment.

She wasn't going to let the girl see her cry. Why was she being so horrible about it? "I'm very sorry I fell on you. You can owl me the bill to replace your shoes and I will." she said trying to hold back the tears threatening to streak down her face.

She turned and ran back into her compartment and buried her face in Legalos stomach to have a good cry without anyone seeing her. Some of the people on this train were very mean and she didn't understand why. Legalos swatted at the flowered barrets in Harlow's hair as she cried. This was not what she thought her ride to Hogwarts would be like.

Ellie nodded. "My mum doesn't let us have pets unless we can take care of them ourselves." Her and her brother, that is. "We do have a family owl, though. And I have an owl of my own. But she's pretty low maintenance." So Clio was still living! Remarkably.

"It's good JB's so well behaved, then." Like, imagine if he'd gotten an all too hyper dog? "Hope they don't find out so you can keep him." Or if they did, they wouldn't mind because of how responsible Adam had been with him or whatever. But it would be a shame if they did and he'd have to give JB away.

She smiled, figuring he would. He'd played Quidditch, after all. She nodded at the Defense...a lot of people seemed to find that interesting for some reason. But she frowned when he mentioned Charms. "I like Charms." Truly, she did. She just couldn't say that she was looking forward to it because...well, because of what Adam just mentioned. "It really does, I think. I used to take Divination because I liked the teacher so much. But he left and..." she'd been completely immature about the staff change. "I stopped taking it. I never had a real interest in the subject, anyway. Just...Reyn was nice." She missed him. Maybe she could write to him.

"Did the schools you went to before have most of the same subjects Hogwarts has?" You never knew with those foreign places.

He really needed to stop grinning at her like that; all it did was make her cheeks more pink and her grin get even bigger.

Oh, and that suspicious look. This was all too much for her. She smirked at him, rolling her eyes.

"Oh, you know it. I actually am trained in legilimency." She said, matter-of-factly. But really, she was being completely sarcastic.

His face broke out in the grin again, and she smiled brightly back at him, giggling. "Okay, so I'm joking. It's weird we were thinking the same thing, though."

Random question? She was all for random questions, though; they actually defined her life. "I live in the muggle world when I'm not at Hogwarts, so yeah. I am rather familiar with muggle music. It just depends what kind." She grinned; she wasn't extremely judgmental and picky when it came to music, but she did like certain things more than others, like most people.

"Hi!" Trinity said brightly, happy that someone made the first move. She wasn't really the type to great someone first. "I'm Trinity and I'm a first year. What's your name? Those are lovely Ravenclaw patches you have on your trunk. Where did you get them? Oh! I'm speaking too much..." she quietly trailed off. Trinity tended to ramble when she got too excited.

"Oh that sounds pretty cool. What was it like being around Muggles? My mother loves them, I don't think she would mind it if she had to live in the Muggle world, even," Explained Zhenya.

"Hi William, my name's Trinity," she giggled while sticking out her hand in a handshake. "Sorry, I guess I just got so worked up over everything: buying school supplies, getting to the train on time... It's my first year. What year are you?

There was just something about train rides that Shannon really enjoyed. He had absolutely no problem sitting on a train and staring out the window looking at the world as they moved along to their destination. It seemed to be a lot more peaceful than what he remembered it being, considering it had been quite a while since he last rode a train.

Shannon wasn't even nervous about the fact he was on the train to a new school he had heard all about as he grew up, and finally he was getting the chance to see what it was all about. Besides being extremely friendly, Shannon didn't think he'd take too terribly long to get adjusted to Hogwarts; he love exploring new places.

Leaning back in his seat he laid his head against the window and watched as the train speed through the countryside, heading towards Hogwarts; wherever that was.

Just as he thought, even though she seemed livelier and less nervous than most years he had met in the past. He, in fact, had been one of those nervous first years, but he could recall much excitement and impatience from his first journey to Hogwarts four years ago. "It's a delight to meet you, Trinity." Eino said very politely and he extended his right hand for a shake. "Welcome to Hogwarts! Well, to the Hogwarts Express, that is." He was going to continue talking about Hogwarts, but the girl quickly referred his attention to his trunk. "Oh, thank you! I bet you are very excited for the sorting ceremony. Do you have any house preferences?" Eino hadn't even known what houses were during his first year. In fact, he had thought the Sorting Hat was a souvenir and if the Deputy Headmaster hadn't plucked it from his head he would have walked all the way to the Ravenclaw table with it on.

"Thanks, Maddy!" The small witch beamed thankfully with her boyish toothy grin, brushing some dark windswept hair to the side.

Now finally being able to get to sitting down, though Eris was definitely on the point of giving up and just sitting on her trunk moments ago.

Their compartment was empty so far, so she took a seat by the widow in hope the castle would come into view at one point.

"Eris Ashwin" Eris introduced herself turning to the girl, "first year." she added as she had heard many doing the same as she walked along the train and the platform.[/QUOTE]

Maddy leaned against the door of the compartment. "I'm a first year to. Gautenteed I'm gonna be in Slytherin, my father comes from a long line of Slytherins" she told him, and the other boy who helped lift the luggage onto the shelf.

A spot...a spot...where had Daisy left her spot?

She'd gotten up to get something off the trolley only to come back and find her spot lost. So now she was wandering looking for an empty spot to sit and eat her lickerish wand. "See anything Astrid?" From somewhere in her auburn hair came a negative sounding squeak. "Ah, go figure right? Well, keep looking. Sooner we find a spot, sooner you can have a nipit of lickerish."

She paused to look into another cabin compartment. "Ah, looks empty," she said aloud to nobody in particular as she pulled the door handle back only to find a boy who looked asleep inside. "Opt," she smiled. "Sorry - got any room to spare?"

Shannon wasn't paying much attention to anything other than the pretty scenes he was seeing out the window when the door to the compartment he was sitting in opened. He could see a little bit of a reflection in the window of someone who looked younger. Turning away from the window, Shannon smiled at the young girl.

"Sure." He smiled moving his bag from the seat across from him and putting it on the floor near his feet. After taking his seat again, he reached his hand out to her, "Shannon Mitchell." He introduced, still smiling. "Bit crowded isn't it?" Shannon commented as a bunch of students ran past their compartment, one running faster as if he was trying to get away from the others.

She pulled her satchel off over her head and tossed it onto the floor before plopping down into the sit in a manner that implied she was tired. She really wanted to kick her Maryjanes off her feet and wiggle her toes, but she didn't know how the boy would take that.

It was then that he introduced himself, offering out a hand to shake. Putting on a smile, Daisy took his hand and shook it while she was mentally going over her usually memo-to-self about how weird it was that everyone at Hogwarts felt the need to shake hands when introduced - or bow. At least he didn't bow, she told herself as she told Mitchell her name. "Daisy Petrus. And it is quite crowded. I got up for a lickerish wand and someone took my spot. I've been looking for one for a while now." At that, she pulled out her candy and ripped the packaging. "Wand one?" She held out the package.