Tonya kept bumping into people on her way down the corridor... This was no way to travel. Honestly. These people were all magic, why couldn't they use portkeys like Bogdan. And to make things worse, she didn't have Silviu walking between her feet, keeping her safe from.

And Daddy had run off before they even got on the platform, because Răzvan needed to be helped out of yet another illegal experiment.... really at some point that boy was going to Azkaban, and there would be nothing Daddy could do. His Political influence could only go so far... and Toni may see to it, cause she would not stand Daddy constantly running off on her cause of her crimonal of a brother.

Toni decided after bumping into a big older student, and hoping they wouldn't punch her, that she should seek coverage in a compartment.

The First one she passed, Toni stopped and took a breath. She brought her hand up from her bag, and knocked twice before sliding the door open to see who she was walking in one, hopefully it was empty and she'd have a lucky break.

Instead she saw an older student, who looked like a seventh year.

Ooops.

"I-I-I'm sorry." she said extremely quietly and nervously. "C-Can I sit here?"

Wrong Compartment to pick... but she was here, she couldn't go back now. She simply bit her lip and hoped older girl would turn her away.

"TORI!" Taryn may have bumped into someone or other as she hurried by, trying to reach the girl before she disappeared from sight. She managed to catch up to the girl, the little pink cage that housed Vivian, clutched to her chest.

"I was hoping to bump into you." Grin, "Want to sit with me?"

Aviva turned carefully to keep both boys in view and tried to keep the smile on her face. She could do this. She could hold a normal conversation with other kids. They weren't out to trip her or laugh at her or tease her. She just had to smile and be polite, "Of course not, as long as it's okay with you that is," she said with a look towards the other boy (Carson), "I'm Aviva Rose and we were just discussing...quiddich, I believe. What are your opinions on the current season?"

Hopefully both of them had long, detailed opinions as Aviva knew nothing about the sport, but she wasn't about to admit that. She had brought it up, after all. And it seemed to be a popular topic of conversation, amongst her cousins, at the very least.

"Had i been born in France i probably would have ran away and gone to Hogwarts at any rate" said Damon "You say your sister has been to Peru? its always filled with rain forest, I would probably only live in South America if i could get a house next to the beach out of sight of muggles, how is life in Slythie land?"

Aurora wandered into the front of the train, looking for somewhere to sit or someone to sit with... when she couldn't see anyone she knew she just opened a compartment door and flopped into a seat, pulling out a paper bag and popping a jelly baby into her mouth. She produced a piece of parchment and a quill from her trunk then locked it and lifted it into the overhead storage. Sitting back down again she began to scribble down something that resembled a lot of black dots drifting around a few lines. In reality it was a little violin piece that she had been working on for a while and wanted to get finished as soon as possible.

Carson sat down and put his Owl in an empty seat. "Haven't really been paying attention yet." He said. "But i hope that the Scottish team goes all the way this year. After all I was born in Scotland. Did my accent tip you off?"

Lulu resented the front of the train. She also resented the back of the train. She'd resent the middle of the train if she had any resentment left in her but the spare ounces of that was used to resent her growing body and the hormones that sought to ruin her life forevermore.

Dramatic? Maybe, but it sure wasn't as dramatic as her pet ferret was being at the moment.

"Enough, Sir Robin," spoke the girl as she tried walking down past the compartments with a black-footed ferret attached to a calf. "We'll sit where I say not where you think you smell ferret-girl the most."

Distractedly, Lulu walked past a confused looking girl (or lost? really, the expressions were so similar) before back tracking. She walked backwards until their shoulders met somewhat. Patterson observed her through a sidelong glance.

"I reckon yer lookin' for a compartment, eh?" she asked with a raised brow. "Ye ain't gonna find any at the back of the train. Ye can try here or maybe later on in the middle but only the boring goody goodies sit over here, ya know?"

A few hours? Clearly he should have looked up just how long this trip was supposed to be, he'd been under the impression that it wouldn't be that far. Why didn't Hogwarts have an address he could look up?

...clearly he needed to read that Hogwarts history book he'd picked up for school.

"Kurumi, then," he said with a slight shrug, smile lingering on his lips. She'd be Miss Red Badge in his head forevermore, because those badges were marks of importance, and he needed to remember who they belonged to. For future... er... issues.

He kinda hoped Miss Green Badge wasn't too pretty. Hitting on them too much could backfire.

"I'm Salariel." He saluted her briefly before gesturing to the seat opposite him. "You wanna sit, or you got some place to be?"

Isabelle laughed at this remark. "Well I wasn't as knowledgable of schools when I was 11," Isabelle smirked at the boy. "I found out how amazing Hogwarts was in my 3rd year when there was a transfer from here that raved avout it so I begged my parents to let me come. They gave in at the end of my fourth year," Isabelle remembered this very well it included a broken chair and two broken fingers on her part. "Well I don't remember where she stayed but I know it was nice with the Peruvian minister and other people from France. Slythie land is quite great. I was very focused last year because of OWLS though and haven't meet any great friends yet."

Oh, good, they didn't seem to mind him joing them, or at least the girl didn't as she introduced herself. "Hi, Aviva Rose," Matty replied, thinking that she went by her first and middle name, not knowing it might be her last name. "I'm Mathias," he said, figuring the boy would be the next to offer his name. The 11 year old got to work putting his trunk in the upper storage area since it seemed his stay in the compartment would be permanent, then froze as the girl mentioned Quidditch - a subject he knew pretty much nothing about. But he wasn't going to let his compartment-mates know that. No need to appear stupid on the first day - not to people he's just met. "Uh... Quidditch?" he started as he turned back around , before hearing the other boy's answer. "Er.. yeah, I haven't been paying much attention either." Oh, so there was a Scottish team? Mkay... good to know and remember for later. There was so much he needed to learn...

She was making him have shortness of breath... Must be because of how nice she was. "So you damaged things at home because you wanted to go to Hogwarts so bad? I had to set my 2 cats on my parents to get them to give in because as it is my Mom and Dad both have lost a bit of their mind on how to do magic." Damon said.

"Nice to meet you both. y nae is Carson. " he said, glad he's already making new friends.

Isabelle laughed because it was like he read her mind. "Yeah I broke a chair, two fingers, oh and my sisters favorite necklace. She was so mad even though it could be repaired right away," Isabele still couldn't get her sis's scream out of her head. Gabii never screamed at her. "Two cats..." Isabelle stifled laughter. "What did you want so badly?"

Aviva leaned back as both Carson and Mathias claimed to know nothing about Quiddich. Well, there's one topic down, and at least they'd never figure out that she was no more informed, "Well, good luck to the Scottish team then. Are they any good?"

Aviva smiled contently as she tried to find another topic, this wasn't going too badly so far, "How did you two do shopping? Diagon Alley is incredible, isn't it? I don't understand why my mum wouldn't let me go before. It seems perfectly safe. And utterly fascinating. Who knew there was so much...stuff out there?"

Third year at last. The first time Nika walked into this very train she was only eleven. A shy, confused, and wowed first year. Now she enters as a "grown up", by her standards at least. She's officially a teenager and officially ready for her third year of Hogwarts.

Nika dragged her trunk around looking for a compartment filled with her friends. Well the friends that she was in the mood to talk to. She poked her head into a few compartments along the way, but noticed that most of them were empty. The other students probably weren't situated yet either... So Nika continued to make her way from the very front of the train to the very back of the train to find someone to sit with. No such luck. So instead she let out a over dramatic sigh and dragged her trunk and her feet back to the front of the train. Finding a nice empty compartment she opened the door with a small yawn. She put her trunk away and decided since she was alone she'd just lie down on the seats. Maybe she could even get some sleep?

So there in one of the very front compartments of the train Nika was stretched across the seats of a small, empty compartment. She looked around before sleepily closing one eye and then slowly drifting into a nice sleep. If she needed some extra energy later on she had her stash of chocolate frogs to make her hyper like she normally is so no harm done.

Tori had just about given up on finding an empty compartment and opened the door to a new one when....

She almost tripped over a girl with a... skunk? A weasel? A furry thing attached to her foot. "Um," she started, pointing at the girl's leg. Maybe she just had a lead leg? EWW. Now Tori was trying not to stare even as she realized that the girl was actually talking to her.

"Yeah, yeah I am. So... I shouldn't bother with the back, and I can't sit in the front," because obviously she was no goodie-goodie... "So I should just go for the middle?"

Well then, she was heading in the right direction. "And you have something attached to your leg, by the way."

Tori turned and started down the corridor again, starting to sigh until she heard her name being shouted.

"TARYN!" The ginger turned and grinned at her friend and her pygmy puff. "Oh, and you brought Vivian! I left Simba in the luggage compartment; do you think he's safe there?!"

But of course she wanted to sit with her friend! "Yeah, this girl here," she tilted her head toward Ferret Legs, "says we hafta go to the middle, so..."

"It was a hassle to get all my supplies, but hey, it was brilliant. My mom is a uggle, so she didn't really do much of the shopping"

"I wanted to go to Hogwarts" Damon said "at the time my parents wanted to send me to a magical school in Iceland which approximately 3000 or so students attended, I said i didn't want to go there because Hogwarts had better teachers and classes."

Taryn shook her head quickly, "I'm sure he will be just fine." She hadn't even thought of leaving Vivian there, but everyone else seemed to have their pets with them, so she supposed it was okay for her to have hers as well.

Like this girl who Tori was mentioning. How lovely! A ferret! Not Taryn's first choice in a pet, but nice anyway. To each her own.

"The middle is fine with me." Of course. Taryn wasn't too keen on the front anyway, everyone knew that was where the goddie goodies sit.

"Hi, Carson," Mathias gave a friendly nod in the other boy's direction as he gave his name. He breathed a sigh of relief as the topic changed from Quidditch. Apparently the other two either weren't big fans or didn't know much more about the sport than he did. Either way was fine for Mathias as he did not want to appear unknowledgeable.

The 11 year old glanced over to Aviva Rose as she talked about Diagon Alley. He guessed that she was a first year as he had originally thought since it seemed that it was her first time shopping there. He wasn't sure what to think of the magical shops - amazement, curiosity, and a little bit of apprehension.

"Fascinating..." he repeated softly, musing almost to himself. "Yes, it is quite a bit to take in, isn't it?" he added, louder now to address everyone in the compartment. "Very busy though... Did either of you go to the carnival while you were getting your school supplies?" he asked both the kids.

Isabelle smiled. Well of course it was to go to Hogwarts. "Of course. But Iceland that is quite interesting and far away. Why did they want you to go there?" Isabelle questioned him. That sounded cold and far. She was glad her parents didn't send her there.

"Your mum's a Muggle, Carson, really? Cool. What's it like, living with her? How does she keep up with magic? Does she tell you stories of what growing up from her was like? Or Muggle fairy tales? That must be fascinating, learning about both worlds," Aviva asked excitedly, before calming herself. Right, it was unseemly to show such concern with Muggles. Their world was separate for a reason and not for her to wonder at. She was a Pureblood Witch and needed to conduct herself as such, as her mother always told her. But maybe Carson would tell her some more anyway. Oh, she hoped so.

"And no, Mathias, unfortunately I didn't have time to stop by the Carnival on my own and my mother had work to do, so we had to go back home as soon as I was done shopping. Did you get to go? How was it? I heard it was wonderful. What about you, Carson? Did you go with your mum? What did she think of it? Did she compare it to Muggle carnivals? How do those work anyway? The rides must be awfully boring without magic to power them."

Kurumi smiled. Good. No more Miss Badge or Miss Prefect. At least for the time being. It probably wouldn't be long before another first year said the same thing. At least it was better than being known as Seeker Hollingberry? At least Kurumi hadn't broken out in a rash this time, so that was a good sign.

"Lovely to meet you Salariel," she smiled. She looked at the empty seat across from him and her smiled widened. "N-N-Not really," she said. She didn't HAVE to be anywhere. But she knew she had to show up in the prefect compartment at some point. Kurumi removed her backpack and set it on the floor in front of her seat before sitting down from across from him. "First time to Hogwarts I take it?"

She reached down and searched its contents for her tin of cookies.

"Oh muggles get along fine without magic. My mo is pretty fine with being married to a wizard. She's actually proud of having two wizards in the family. She likes being the odd one out from the rest of the muggle crowd. And my om stayed home. It was my dad an I that did my shopping. My mom did say goodbye to me as well as my dad back at the station." Wow, carson thought he was talking A LOT today

Oh, she was new after all. Lulu smiled smugly at having guessed correctly. Her hands found their niche on her hips as she observed the girl in front of her. "If that's what ye want," clarified Patterson with a small tilt of her head. "It's up to ye, ya know? Free will and all that."

At the girl's observation, Lulu nodded without glancing down. "That's me ferret. His name's Sir Robin--well," paused the girl as she wound a finger in the air. "That's short for--" Patterson didn't get to finish her thoughts because another girl had appeared, out of the metaphorical bushes of the corridors of the Hogwarts Express. Lulu stood patiently (it was a miracle upon miracles), with her hands on her hips for her turn to speak.

"Well, you don't havta..." said Lulu again. Her brows shot up as she grew silent. The girls were obviously not wanting to be pegged as goody goodies which almost made them goody goodies in Lulu's book. "But if ye wanna!" Lulu trailed off to stretch her arms above her head. "I can try finding one for ye. Follow me or er....one moment!"

Lulu bent over to grab Sir Robin by the scruff of the neck. The ferret kicked his stubby legs in protest at first before going limp. "I can tell Robin to find one for us."