"The trolly should be around soon... You brought money, right?" Chris said. Even if she had forgotten money, he remembered, and he would be happy to share with her...

Angie nodded. "Of course!" she held up a bag and shook it; it definitely sounded like it was full of money. She put it back, smiled and said "So, I don't think you told me what house you're in... Oh, if you did, I apologize for not remembering, my memory isn't the best..."

Well he was going to make himself comfortable right here. Yup sounded like a good plan to him. Taking off his backpack he shrugged at her question. "Something like that." Well it wasn't EXACTLY his fault. In a way.... Possibly....

Hearing her question he looked at her and shrugged, "I might have stuck something in one of their trunks when they weren't looking that exploded." He chuckled still at the memory, well the guy had deserved it. Calling him pipsqueak. Hmph. "Nice to meet you," he said with a smile as he found a copy of the Quibbler and set it aside. "What house are you in?" Hopefully not the one he'd just messed with but...one never knew.

"Don't worry, I don't think I told you. My memory isn't that great either though..." Chris said, glad to find someone who understood him, "I'm in Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart! I don't know why though, I'm not really that brave..."

Harvey chuckled as she called him Mr Watson, he had never been called Mr Watson so it felt a little weird to be called that.. she then told him that she was drawing that cavern,, he looked at her drawing she was good! well better than him anyways "Well its good!" he said as he looked at the drawing again. "Cant wait to see what it will look like when you have finished it" he smiled

"Hmm, maybe you'll end up doing something really brave and daring and you'll forever be honored for it..." Angie blinked after she said this and her cheeks went slightly pink. "Heh, sorry, what I just said was pretty awkward... Call me a dreamer!" she was looking down at her feet a lot. She always got shy and awkward around guys...

"Maybe I will, but I doubt it..." Chris doubted he could do anything that would make him worth something. "It's not awkward, it's good to know that someone believes in me... Maybe you'll be in Gryffindor too! But I think you might wind up in Ravenclaw... Maybe Slytherin, but I think you're more of a Ravenclaw..."

Nickayla push though to get to the back of the train and her hands were full she couldn't carry her stuff for much longer she found a conpartment with people in it she couldn't hold on any more " Hi do you mined if i come sit in here with you" Nicki asked the 3 people in the conpartment she was a little bit shy but she was about to drop everythink so it didnt really matter if she was shy or not you couldn't tell with the struggle to carry everything

Elliot smirked. Darling? She sounded like her mothers friends who all greeted each other with kisses on the cheek and stuff...Elliot would never do that. Too affectionate. She took a seat next to the girl and tried not to look too annoyed by the presence of animals. Yuck.

"Ah, yes. Just lovely yes..." Elliot had NOT enjoyed the encounter at all...

Elliot raised an eyebrow at the girl. Had Elliot asked her name? No matter. She didn't smile, but held out her hand. "Pleasure, err, Jez. Is that short for anything?" She asked, for she disliked nicknames. Probably jezabel or something...which was perfectly fine. Better than Jez.

"Names Elliot Morganzo..." She told her, a little pride lacing its way through her voice. Hmph.

Amethyst looked at him, blushing deeply. She didn't think she was that good. She flashed him a smile and leaned back gently as she continued to draw. "I hope it's great as I want it to be.." She giggled at herself. "How are you and Wheatborn?"

"I have a chance at Slytherin? You think? That's where my whole family's always been, where my parents want me, but I actually have a soul, see..." she glanced up at him to see if her attempts at making jokes were working. "I'd love to be in Gryffindor, though! It seems that's where all the interesting people go!" Angie added, wondering in the abck of her mind if he'd think she was referring to him at all (which she was).

Harlow shook her head, "Boys. What is the fascination with exploding things?" she asked him. Her brothers loved blowing things up. Usually at her expense.

Harlow nodded, "Nice to meet you too." She dug in her purse for another piece of chocolate, "Want one?" she asked him as she held out the bar of Sugarplum's chocolate. "I'm in Slytherin." she told him proudly. "What house are you in?" Not that it would be as awesome as Slytheirn but it was still nice to ask.

Jayden heard a slightly younger, squeakier voice enter the compartment.

An ickle firstie.

"Hello there! Come on in! The more the merrier!" She called out. "I'm Jayden, second year Ravenclaw. Nice to meet you."
"Yes... very lovely." Jayden agreed quietly. Was it just her or was Elliot becoming slightly more friendly? Oh well, she'd have all year to find out.

"But do you want to be in Slytherin?" Chris didn't know any Slytherins, but he thought they couldn't be all bad...and if Angie was in that house, he would know one very nice one... "Really? Whatever house your in will be interesting to me..." Nice one, Chris thought, real subtle...

Harvey smiled as he heard her giggle. "Oh! er... I am good and so is she... how are you? Is everything ok now?" he asked knowing that she had been having some problems, and so had Justin.

[QUOTE=HazelStone101;10842874]Jayden heard a slightly younger, squeakier voice enter the compartment.

An ickle firstie.

"Hello there! Come on in! The more the merrier!" She called out. "I'm Jayden, second year Ravenclaw. Nice to meet you." {/QUOTE]

Nicki waked in and put her stuff out of the way "hello Jayden i am Nickayla but you can call me nicki" nicki said as she looked at the floor she didn't want to make eye contact with new people

"Ehhh, I thought about it, but I don't want to be put around a bunch of complete jerks for 7 years..." Angie decided to take a risk as she hoped Chris had meant to do, and added, "But I'd sure love to be put with certain people for all that time..." and winked.

"To be honest, not to sound mean, but I'm rather anti-Slytherin. I'm a Gryffie all the way, I guess you could say..." Chris noticed Angie had winked at him, and he got this warm, fuzzy feeling all over, "Everybody gets annoying after a while..."

Nate trudged, bored, down the aisles. He had managed to lose both Pam and Jez in the station, and had been searching the train for a while to find them, from back to front. He only made it to the middle, though, before he saw the familiar long, black braid that could only be Jez. He picked up his pace, dragging his trunk along behind him to the rather full compartment.

"Hey guys!" he greeted breathlessly as he leaned on the door to slide it open. As he glanced around, Nate saw that not only were Jez and Jayden in this compartment, but also Jordan--to whom Nate nodded--and two other girls he hadn't met yet. "Ah, yes. Hello, I'm Nathaniel. You can call me Nate," he said, smiling to both the first year and to the other, who seemed to be his age. He recognized this one to be one of Jayden's friends. Well, now she could be Nate's too.

As he took a seat next to Jez--which he did a lot--Nate poked his head outside the door quickly to look up and down the corridor. "Has anyone seen Pam?" he asked, sliding the glass door shut behind him as he sank back into the seat. It's good to be going back. he thought with a smile as his hand unconsciously found Jez's.

Jez smiled as another girl came in. She looked like a first-year. "Of course not, come on in! Need some help with that luggage?" She waved her wand at the girl's trunk. "Wingardium Leviosa!" The trunk floated gently into the air. "I'm Jez," she introduced. "What's your name?"

"Nice to meet you Elliot," said Jez, shaking the girl's hand. "Yeah, it's short for Jezabel, but everyone just calls me Jez." NOT Jezy ... the person to call her by her brother's pet name would get a fist in the face. "Did you have a good holiday?"

Jez smiled at Nate as he entered too. "Hello," she said happily, then frowned slightly when he asked about Pam. "Nope, haven't see her, I thought she was with you." She bit her lip in concern, then noticed Nate's hand holding her own. She gently squeezed it, a faint blush entering her cheeks.

Angie nodded. "I see it being very easy to be anti-Slytherin. In fact, I would probably be pretty against it as well if it weren't for my family loving it so much." she really found it easy talking to this guy. "And yes, most people do get annoying. But there'll always be that one person you constantly enjoy being with..."

In all honesty, Angela was a bit worried that she was showing that she liked Chris far too much. But for some reason, she didn't mind taking the risk that he might get a little creeped out by her...

"I've been meaning to ask this, so...what do you think of me...? I really really like you... I was just curious if you felt the same way..." Chris was worried that Angie wouldn't like him that way...

Carigan boarded the Hogwarts Express in wide-eyed wonder. She couldn't believe she was leaving her family and friends behind to go to Hogwarts. She was now officially alone, her Raven Hamlet her only friend. She really hoped she would meet someone soon, she didn't want to be alone in a big cold castle: countries away from her home.

She dragged her trunk up the corridor awkwardly, a briefcase dangling from her arm, looking into every compartment until she found an open compartment. She opened the door and entered the compartment. She climbed up onto the seat and, balancing precariously, put her trunk into the overhead compartment. Once the trunk was safely stowed away she turned around and jumped back down to the floor, then fell backwards into her seat.

She stroked Hamlets head with her fore and middle fingers before opening the old, tattered, briefcase and pulling out a half made friendship bracelet. She pinned the project to the top of her white stocking and began working on the bracelet. She stared intently at the project but hoped someone would come into the compartment with her.

"Oh, um..." Did he mean...? Angie didn't know for sure, she didn't want to misunderstand what he was asking, but either way, her answer was the same... "Yeah, I do...." She could feel that her cheeks were now five shades of red and blazing, so she really hoped she had understood what Chris had meant correctly.

"Angie, I was wondering... Would...would you...g-go out with me...?" He hoped she didn't think that was too forward...