"Really?!"
*He shrugged off Cece's arm and took a few steps away. Just out of reach of her arm. She was doing a great job of embarrassing him that was for sure. Her next comment made him roll his eyes. That stupid promise... To get his dad off his back he did promise that. Before he could say anything a sharp pain shot up his leg.*

*Stepping back he grabbed his foot and almost fell into Cece.*
"What is with this bloody platform!?"
*Looking at the culprit he frowned at a young girl in heels. Watching her as he rubbed his foot he waited for an apology.*

Grinning, Angel noticed Kalo's usual relunctance, or rather inability to express anything, but she was rather... motivated that by the time they graduated from Hogwarts, this girl would be a lot less socially awkward! She'd be a lovely little social butterfly... okay, maybe that was a bit over the top but still, better aim high then low! So for now she'd settle for trying to get her to run into the Great Hall for the end of term feast screaming something along the lines of 'PASTA!!!!'

That would be funny.

Seeing her move towards the cat she held Lofty out for Kalo to pat, she knew that the girl loved animals. They seemed to bring her further out of her shell. "That's great Kalo! To be honest I'm really, really excited... and nervous! I mean, we're going to Hogwarts finally! Like... not just talking about it anymore... it's finally here! And yeah... she's just adorable isn't she?" she finished, snuggling her face against her cat as she smiled at the white socks, as opposed to the rest of the black cat.

The look on this boys face made her heart stop. "Sor..rr..yy" she managed to say before her nerves got the best of her, she started to turn and walk away, before noticing she dropped one of her books she slowly started to bend to pick it up.

As Nerida glanced around the room, she couldn't help but feel jealous. She wished her parents could have come with her but instead she got stuck with her brothers who left her as soon as they passed through the barrier. She knew her mother was in no condition to come with her, even though she had gotten better and her father barley left her mum's side. She even had to do her school shopping alone!

She noticed the platform was filling up with kids faster every second. She looked down expecting to see her familiar blue pet but the cat had disappeared, she sighed Sky could never stay still. She was just about to go looking for the got shoved by a person she picked herself from the ground.

"Hey, dont shove..." Once realizing who it was Nerida stopped yelling at her. Eh she would let it slide...This time. She returned Elliot's smile with a smile. "Hey Elliot, oh its not a problem. This place is getting crowded." she said as she took one more glance around the room.

"So how was your summer?" as Nerida finished asking Elliot the question a strikingly familiar blue cat jumped onto Elliot. "Sorry about that, I do hope your not allergic." She would have hated to be the cause of Elliot getting sick. She reached out for Sky but as she did the cat jumped off and escaped running away. She scowled at the cat's retreating figure...

Errr...

Okay, he was confused now. He didn't know how to start this conversation. Tiffany also kept silent, she didn't look cheerful as usual. What's wrong? You should speak, Tiffany! Speak! Tell me if I did something wrong or not. You couldn't just keep silent in front of me. He sighed. The blonde guy just stood still in front of him. His blue eyes stared at hers and now.. Did she just avoid eye-contact with him?

Okay..

Reflexively he grabbed her hands and he tried to speak seriously. "Tiffany..." he spoke with his calm tone. "I didn't know what's wrong with you. The last time we talked you suddenly left me without any particular reason..." Then he exhaled and continued his statement. "...and now you acted so.. unusual." Yeah, though they just knew each other but Gary knew that she was a very happy-cheerful girl. "Tell me.." said him while he still squeezed her hands and his blue eyes kept staring at hers. "Tell me what's bothering you. All you have to do is just speak.. truthfully." If you think that I did something wrong, just tell it! I won't get mad if you tell it. He cleared his throat and spoke again. " 'Cause we're still friends, right?"

He hoped that his last statement, Tiffany would crack her problem with him.

"Y-yeah, I hope it''s as good as they say" responded Kalo, not taking her eyes off the cat. There were more people arriving at the south end now, it made her uncomfortable. She glanced up at Angel's face. 'sometimes, I wish I knew what was going on in her mind...'

Elliot nodded, glancing around darkly. "Yeah...the train needs to open up soon. I need to sit...and put my nose in a book before my Ravenclaw instincts go berserk," she joked, rolling her eyes.

She liked Nerida. The fellow 'claw had been very nice and respectful to Elliot back in book club. Therefore, Elliot would be nice and respectful back...to an extent.

At her question, the blonde shrugged. "All right...." she didn't Nerida well enough to divulge anything too personal, but she did add, "Family problems. You know how that is..." she gave the girl a dramatic look. She had barely any time with her father before he left...her mother had been neglecting her a LOT lately due to the baby...and her sister ws going off to Beauxbatons. It was making Elliot a very loose cannon...like she might explode at any time. But she was cool enough for now.

The next minute, SOMETHING was attacking her leg! She pulled out her wand on instinct, but the next second the little demon was gone. Oh..just a cat. HEr pointed wand was put away quickly, and she raised an eyebrow at Nerida. "You're lucky...I almost cursed your kitty..." she sounded a bit annoyed, but she didn't take it out on Nerida. Meh.

And it looked like her fellow housemate was here...quite alone. "No one came with you, either?" she asked. For she didn't see her aunt anymore. Hopefully that annoying woman had left...and Elliot would be free to do as she pleased...not that her aunt was very strict..

Ronnie smiled at what he said. "That'd be cool if you were a Gryffindor!" she said. But she didn't really care what house he was in, as long as he'd be her friend!

Ronnie smiled and began pushing the trolley, laughing a little at the sound of the squeaky wheel. "It's very squeaky!" she exclaimed. Jeez, it was like there was a mouse under there!

"Yeah, really."

What was with this boy lately? They use to be able to joke and have fun all the time. Now he was acting like he didn't even want to be around her. Was she really so bad of a person that even her family couldn't stand to be around her?

It was no wonder she was still single, no one wanted to be around her.

That is until they are pushed... or stepped on. Casting a quick, silent Protego, Cece soon had a shield around her. She didn't need Jacen knocking her down. That would so not be good for her. "Mind your manners Jacen! I highly doubt she did it on purpose." She was probably just an excited kid wanting to get back to school.

Seeing the girl drop a book Cece nudged her cousin in the side as she gave him a look. "You could be a gentleman and help her pick up her book." So what if the kid had stepped on his foot. She did say she was sorry about it. Besides, this would be a way for him to meet someone new.

*Jacen was already bending down picking up the book as Cece made her comment. He wasn't a rude caveman. Glaring at his cousin he turned back to the girl and handed her the book. His cousin was in a very bad mood today that was for sure and he had an idea it would only get worse.*

"Not a problem. I'm starting to see why this school needs a healer. I'm Jacen Tillstorm, might want to wear less lethal shoes on the first day."
*He smirked over at the girl and waited for her to take the book.*

Oh, so now Oakey was the one mad?? Hmph. He shouldn't be, since HE was wrong. Well, Sophie didn't know what exactly he had done with that Felicity girl, but for Jarvis to think they were boyfriend and girlfriend... that didn't sound good.

The badger simply crossed her arms and watched Oakey storm off with a frown on her face. Honestly. "Boys..." She muttered under her breath as she turned around to get Brady back from her father's hand and placed her bag on top of her trunk.

Pffft. Oh Merlin, a silly muggle magic trick right now. John tried his best not to roll his eyes at the character in front of him. After Oakey and Jarvis' little discussion, John handed Brady back to Sophie and did as he was told, grabbing the crazy man's wrist.

"Right. Now what?" He felt really silly holding the man's wrist like that in the middle of the station, but well, all for the sake of... wait, why did he agree to do that again??

Sophie stood there holding Brady and frowning at Oakey as the boy came back to get his stuff. She didn't say anything else and just watched as he mumbled and loaded his things onto the train. She should do the same, actually, since it shouldn't be long until the train left now.

She'd wait for her dad to be done with... whatever he was doing first, though. So she got busy petting Brady. He was a cute and adorable little bunny and never made Sophie mad. Mhm.

Before she could even pick up her book the boy beat her to it as she watched the two interact. "strange.. they must be related" she thought. The boy gave her the book back. "Thank you." she said while trying to hide her eyes.

"I'm Zarifa Rose, night to meet you... and umm about the heels, sorry don't wear anything else. "I make them all" the last words were just mumbles but no one really thought her hobby was cool. "Thank you again for the book"

Zarifa turned to the lady with him. "Thank you for understanding, its quite scary here by myself and being as its my first time its quite a lot... to take in.."

Tiffany has never felt that before and she hated this kind of awkwardness happening between Gary and her. But she couldn't think of anything to say and maybe keeping silent till the arrival of the train would be the best way to due with this problem. Usually she would be the first one to speak and spill the beans but now standing in front of him, she couldn't even think of a word. As she was about to say something else, the Slytherin grabbed her hands all of a sudden and started before she did.

I didn't know what's wrong with you.

You didn't know? The lioness was shocked at hearing those words. After all those days, he still didn't know what exactly his problems were and the reason why she had left him that day. Now that's really enough, she needed to get out of here and go back to the north. And then all she needed to do is stay away from him. She struggled hard to get her hands away from his but he was clutching hers so tightly that she couldn't be getting away. "Enough,"she said in a flat tone as she stared right back at his blue eyes. Just let me go. Even his blue eyes were making her tell the truth but this time she wouldn't. "There's no use bringing it up again,"she answered as she moved her glance back to the ground. "Because you never do understand." Cause we're still friends, right? Maybe but not that close anymore, Rush.

Kendall grinned as Patrick had taken a piece of the coffee-flavored chocolate from the box as well. She wasn't going to be selfish. Besides, he'd technically only promised her the owls and brooms for herself. This chocolate was just another experiment, after their discussion in Diagon Alley earlier that summer, so he was allowed to eat it too. Even though she had a feeling he wouldn't get the same feeling from it as she did, since he hadn't had the reverse already. Her coffee was still running though her after all, even though that was only visible by the faint bouncing she was doing. And that really, probably, wasn't really that obvious to him since she was usually way more hyper than he was, or at least more talkative. "Only time they don't spoil fun is if there's a way around them. Bending rules can be fun too, although breaking them still is more fun," she added, reaching out to take yet another piece of the coffee-flavored chocolate. She wasn't about to turn it down when it was right there. It wasn't going to ruin their other experiment anyway, because he had to know she wasn't about to stay away from all chocolate before they attacked the truffles. He'd distracted her by the talk about his superhero idea, though. "So do I get to keep this for a while?," she asked, pointing at the written description. At least she could put that in her pocket, unlike the boxes of her chocolate, and keeping it would mean she could try to sketch it out later. Before Halloween, of course, but later, and it also made her think about her own costume for Halloween. That was in her trunk too, like the chocolate would be eventually.

She'd smiled again as he'd at least said he'd hold onto her owls and stuff a little longer, although her eyes widened at what he'd actually said. "The rest of the chocolate? What else do you have in there?," she asked, hazel eyes going back to his bag, where her boxes had disappeared again. There's more chocolate than just what I knew about in there? It was almost more distracting to her than the truffles, but not quite enough. Annoying him about the other chocolate could wait until after their experiment was done. That was more important right now, since she really was curious exactly how many truffles she could eat before she seriously started bouncing off the walls. Hopefully they wouldn't hurt the train. She really didn't want to have to walk to Hogwarts, after all, if she broke the train with her hyperness. That didn't stop her from taking a few more and popping them into her mouth as he'd looked toward the woman she thought was their healer. Another giggle spilled out, half-muffled by chocolate, at his response, but she managed to remember to swallow again before speaking herself. "That'd be kinda awesome. Like we're famous or something," she replied. "But she seems really focused on that boy she's with. Maybe that's why she's here." She didn't think their healer was old enough to have a kid, but it could be like her and Jeremiah or something. She wasn't about to share the truffles with anyone else, other than Patrick, right now.

Ugh!

Why she didn't want to say something to him? His blue eyes stared at her, his hands still grabbed hers. She didn't want to tell him what's wrong with her and why she acted so cold toward him. The blonde guy still managed himself to be cool and calm. His mind started if he had did something wrong or not! That's it! That's why she became so cold and unfriendly as usual toward him because maybe because he HAD did something wrong before.

But the big question is: DID he do something wrong? If yes, why Tiffany still didn't want to tell him?

She didn't know that the guy in front of her, who now tried to speak with him was not a sensible person. Gerald Rush never paid attention to any small details and he usually never cared about that. He was too cool to be true. But he appreciated if someone had told him if there was something wrong and wasn't afraid to speak the truth. Oh Gosh! Dear, Tiffany Pevensie. You had driven him crazy!

Because you never do understand.

Honestly, he was quite surprised when Tiffany spoke in a cold and unfriendly tone. Especially her last statement. So, she didn't consider him as her best friend anymore? His face turned from serious expression became so.. unhappy. Okay, he started to speak again. "Tiffany, you must answer my question now." He kept silent for a while then he exhaled. "Did I do something wrong?" asked him. Maybe this is his last way to reveal what's wrong with her. If she still didn't want to talk it truthfully.. He didn't know what should he do. Maybe both of them should stop seeing each other for a while. And he didn't want it. No. He had lost Zhenya as his friend and he didn't want to lose Tiffany too.

"Just said I. Good or Bad, I won't get mad of it." He spoke in very low voice. "Please..."

Truth to be told, Tiffany didn't like the feeling of acting that cold to someone else, not doing it to any of her friends, not even to someone she didn't know. Though they were strangers to her, but still she can't do it because she knows exactly how they will feel when treated that way which she doesn't like it at all. And it was actually her first time, acting like that, in a very not-usual way. She is a cheerful and bubbly girl and she always keeps that image with her. She rarely did put on the poker face to someone else, especially not someone she knew.

But this time was different. She has tried really hard to put on the blank expression towards the apple boy. She was just angry about the fact that he still couldn't figure the problem out himself, she was mad...and she just wanted to tell him she had had enough for his cold acts. Maybe it was time for him to know how it exactly feels of being treated like that. Dunno. She just wanted to keep this moving on.

Did I do something wrong?

Well. You are totally wrong, Gerald Rush. You are wrong in almost everything. You were wrong of treating her in that 'special' way, you were wrong of tapping her on the shoulder few minutes ago, you were wrong of asking this question. "You want an answer? I'll give you one,"she replied as she looked into his dazzling blue eyes. That's not what she wanted. She didn't expect all this going like...at least she didn't want him to be sad about that. She didn't like making people sad, especially friends of hers. "I tried my best to put up with your way of treating people and those cold acts..."she murmured as she free herself from Gary's grip. "But I just can't." She finished as she started to walk away from him. Now he got the answer he wanted so that's enough right? She could go now, right?

Okay so there was some giggling. Should he have expected that? Maybe, but it wasn’t in a way that it was mocking, at least not to his half-deaf ears.

Now that got the smile to return “I hope so, being my final year and all it would be awesome if it was memorable” not that at any point in his time at Hogwarts was boring or anything. Hardly. But he couldn’t shake the feeling that this was his last hurrah, like the last bid farewell to childhood before the inevitable transition to adulthood. “Well….there will be some changes this term though--” recalling Tate’s closing speech and the news he’s read on the Daily Prophet comes to mind “--We’re having a new Headmistress at Hogwarts--she used to teach there before, so its not like she’s completely unaccustomed to how we do things… but yeah, I’m already thinking things will be a little different, some changes here and there. You may not notice it much, since you’re new and all but…. yeah….” There was a small corner of his brain that was antsy when it came to changes, possibly rooted to his OCD-ish nature, or some other childhood memory. Shrugging off the thought he gave a brave smile at the new girl “…Change is a wonderful thing right?”

Wait what? She knows about the Giant Squid? Brave smile still plastered on his face, Vickers shifted his eyes away for a split second. In all his stay at Hogwarts, he’s only met the Giant Squid ONCE, and it was when it started whacking a few students as it interrupted a joint COMC-HOM class. So suffice it to say Vickers’ opinion of the Giant Squid wasn’t as favorable as some Hogwartians, despite having a soft spot for creatures. Eyes now back to Lottie “Do you want it to?” he replied then added “You can wave at him through the water, and maybe he would wave back. But if he doesn’t-- don’t feel bad, He only comes out occassionally.” Sounded encouraging enough innit?

That name didn't quite ring a bell. But on second thought...'You know, I just might know a Ronnie. Is there a last name to go with that?' Ariadne's confusion might have also been due to the fact that she hadn't spent any time in the Gryffindor common room as of late.

'That's understandable, I don't know many younger students, so we're even.' Ari chuckled. Though she had been under the impression that Mordred was one of the popular Slytherins, especially after Hug a Slytherin Day. Hehe. Good times. 'But you might know my best friend, Gwen?' Not that Gwendolyn liked firsties, but the girl was everywhere, and if someone crossed her path, they were bound to remember her. In a good way, of course!

Replying to the question regarding her school year, Ari started to say 'Fou...' Wait! No, she had spent that at Beauxbatons. 'Fifth year, actually.' she said quickly, hoping Cassia wouldn't notice her slip. It didn't reflect positively on you to not remember what year you're in.

Aww, how cute was that?! Cassia was asking permission to play with Pluto at Hogwarts! Ari could've sworn that the cat had smirked at that. 'Whenever you want. I'm sure Pluto would love that.' A bit too much perhaps.

'I can't say I've come across any of them yet.' Ariadne replied, wondering what this year's firsties were gonna be like. She made a mental note to stalk Gwen at the feast to check out her reaction. Cassia could join them. 'Did they seem normal to you?' Few of them are. But she'll find out sooner or later.

Beezus rubbed her nape, "Yeah, I'm an incoming Ravenclaw fourth year." Wow. Three years had come by so fast! It seemed like it was just yesterday that the Sorting Hat was on her head, whispering and asking things, then screaming all suddenly that she was to be placed on that house with blue tidings. "There are tons of books, yes. There's actually a mini-library..but we're not that boring. There's a whole lot more and Ravenclaws love hanging out together." Especially when their Quidditch team wins a game.

"Wait until you're sorted." Beatrice chided. This girl was too enthusiastic about getting into Ravenclaw she might get her hopes down if she wasn't sorted under that House. She herself knew the feeling, and that disappointment was something she didn't want that girl to feel even if she was such a talker. "Surprises are always better than letdowns." The woman added with nod. "Let's go Beatrice," yes, she was calling her granddaughter. "I want to talk with Vindictus."

"Grandma's right." Beezus agreed to that surprises talk. She didn't really expected to be sorted under Ravenclaw because she wasn't that smart. Turns out, wits isn't the only thing one would need to be classified as a Ravenclaw, there was so much more.

When Grandma Beatrice said that they should go, she nodded at the woman. But when the woman told her she was gonna talk to Vindictus, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Vindictus? THE Professor Vindictus? She didn't know the two knew each other. "Oh, okaaaaay Grandma." Then she turned to the little eaglette-wanna-be, "It was nice talking to you Ariella. But I gotta go find my friends first.. I'll see you around the Feast, okay?" The brunette started pushing her trolley cart to follow her Grandmother.

The fact that the only conversation they were having now basically consisted of not saying anything and just eating chocolate had actually somewhat amused Patrick, chocolate had it's only language and it didn't necessarily need words to express it. He took another couple pieces of coffee flavoured chocolate and ate them before just focusing on other things that had been more important rather just eating, even if it hadn't seemed like there was anything that was more important. "Something's missing from this honestly, I wonder if I could improve it someway; like adding some more coffee or maybe a lighter chocolate." He wasn't sure but it was honestly frustrating him that he couldn't have been able to figure it out when everything else had just been so simple about it but he would have been able to figure it out with more experiments, it was going to be definitely dealt with another time though. As soon as Kendall had started talking with actual words, he had simply nodded; rocking back on the heels of his sneakers just to keep him from wanting to run around the station since it would have attracted the wrong type of attention and he hadn't wanted to deal with that. "True. But, honestly you can only bend the rules so far before you're basically breaking them; there's a fine line between the two." It seemed like Captain Logic was starting to come out and he hadn't entirely had a problem with that seeing as there was the actual opportunity of being right about something when that was pretty much impossible usually. The more he had thought about that, the realization that she had asked him a question really went over his head until he noticed her still holding the piece of paper about his superhero. "You can, just give it back to me later since I'll just end up filing it with the rest of my writing stuff." Right now he hadn't needed it since the description was already in his story, just having the sketch was really going to make things complete since he would have had a really good visual of what his superhero had looked like.

Another chuckle escaped from his lips as she had asked the question of what other chocolate he had in his bag, of course she was going to be curious and he expected it too. "Umm, I've got five or six bars of the trail mix chocolate, four boxes of different kinds of chocolate and caramel filled chocolates, cherry infused chocolate and a few chocolate and candy covered apples." There was pretty much everything that someone could have wanted if they were a real fan of chocolate, but it had been everything that he liked and that was all that had mattered. He was basically carrying enough chocolate that could have lasted til the holidays but he had that feeling that wasn't going to be the case with his friend being around. Going back to the truffles now was the main thing and he hadn't wanted to divert any kind of attention away from their experiment when he really wanted to see how it was going to turn out. The healer being around still had a strange connection to the experiment but he really wanted to ask why the woman was at the train station. "It'd be completely awesome. But.. not in a good way. Though that makes sense, I wonder who the kid is." He figured that she had too but it wasn't important. Chocolate was important.

Scratching her chin, Cassia tried to recall the girl's last name. But she doesn't remember the girl ever telling it and Cassia actually rarely asked for last names.Clearly she should have asked about it ,it seemed that older students cared about this matter and now Cassia is getting in the zone of older students...Eh not now but someday she will. Might as well act like like older kids and start to ask about last names in the future. "Erm...I actually don't know her last name," Cassia admitted.

At the mention of a very familiar name, Cassia grinned at Ari, "I surely know Gwen," Cassia answered cheerfully. Only a couple days ago she had met the Ravvie at the candy shop and they agreed to meet on the train. "Gwen is one of my very good friends," She told Ari. And indeed Cassia always felt comfortable speaking with Gwen and spending time with her.And Gwen had been nice to Cassia since they first met. "You are her best friend whose birthday's date is near?" Cassia asked remembering that Gwen was thinking of a gift to give to her best friend on her birthday. And Cassia needs to make sure not to say this in case Gwen was intending it to be a surprise.Though it was so hard for the talkative girl not to TALK. But she must get a grip on herself! You can do it Cassia, a voice in her head encouraged her.

Urgh..it hurt...

"Mmm... OWLs year," Cassia said when Ari mentioned she was in her fifth year. Though the girl seemed to hesitate before saying it?! Nah...Cassia just imagined that. "Pretty important year fir you," The twelve year said. See she isn't always clueless ,she knows a couple of things. Like OWLs are in the fifth year and they are important. :3

Cassia beamed when Ari said that it's ok for her to play with Pluto, "THANK YOU!" The second year just had an extra reason for herself to be excited about. Not that she was lacking any reasons to be excited actually she could get excited anyway with reasons or not!

Considering Ari's question. Normal? What did she mean by normal. There must be a rating for normal and un-normal people that only older students about. Cassia needed to catch up with those kinda things that only older students knew about. However, she should not look clueless now ,"I think they were normal enough," Cassia answered thoughtfully as if she knew all about what Ari was talking about.

Ezra nodded, listening to her thoughts of the houses. Nothing seemed to critical, and the houses played by compitition. At that remark Ezzi snorted. So Hogwarts had some friction, but that was okay. Ezra would have to get used to it. "So.. this hat sucks at my brain to decide where I'm placed at?" He pulled out his mother's chain that was tucked under his shirt, fiddling with the charm in between his fingers. The charm was of a woman in gray robes with a coyote along side, and she was leaning on the shaded side of an oak tree. Ezra had seen this 'hat' in the stars before, it was a hobby he grew up with. He surely wouldn't say it out loud, but he was definitely taking his time thinking about it, putting one and two together.

Ezra wanted to laugh out loud but he held it in with a nibble on his lower lip, yet the smirk still showed. He was never a guy to sugar-coat. "Well, I'm glad you enjoy having me around. But you can be chill with humanity without hating the world. There's no one out to get you, unless you set up your own trap. Which in this case, it just sounds like your digging a hole, loosin' up a bit! Be happy you're breathin'.." Ezzi was actually trying to rub off on her. He would hate to see her locked up like this for the rest of her life. She was too jagged with herself, and it made Ezra slightly sad. "Don't let your cockiness eat you alive, you're much too pretty to have an ugly attitude." Even if Elliot was displeased with him for saying it, Ezzi couldn't lie to her. It wasn't even worth twisting his words, he wanted her to know.

And he was chuckling again, at her comment. "Ooh, Empress. Sounds sophisticated." Ezzi teased. "Now all you need is a gold circlet and abstract makeup, then I'll build you a pyramid." He winked with his last remark.

Elliot found more interest in bugaboo, pointing a finger out to pet his tiny head, and Boo started licking her. She giggled, and Ezzi smiled at the sound. He liked the fact that Bugaboo brought all the attention, he was a definite cutie. But Elliot's eyes widened at Ezra again, and she said she was sorry? His brows furrowed. "What are you sorry for?"

Huh, well, didn't this sound familiar. "I know someone like that, too. He goes on and on and on about others' issues, and he's great may I add, and then when you have him in the corner, he just squirms and shuts up." Louisa broke off, a hint of concern that she might have offended her fellow Ravenclaw passed over her face. "It just means you're sad deep down and you try to ignore it." She stared into Max's face for a second trying to determine whether he was one of those sad people or not... staaaaaare... staaaare... okay, he was pretty guarded. And she didn't know him that well so maybe this decision is supposed to be put off.

Why was he apologizing?! Louisa blinked and forced a small smile at him, "Don't be ridiculous! I appreciate your words. Really. They just... hit a nerve I guess," giving a weak chuckle at this and lowering her gaze toward her cats. "Big talker, that sounds like me when I'm not being all creepy in a hoodie." She repeated her humorless weak chuckle. "I don't think what you just talked about was nonsense though, it's pretty deep and worth a shot."

Their house was a zoo, already? Heh. That wasn't so hard to imagine since his dad worked with creatures. "I could only imagine the chaos though, the animals and the children together in one house." If they had children, that is.

Oh right, the prophet. Louisa shifted on her spot, lowering her feet and un-hugging her legs. "Yeah, I've read that. I wonder why is that. Do you think the new headmistress has some kind of record that they want to keep an eye on her? Like, right from the start?" Louisa read that other article about the headmistress too. Mhmmm.

Elliot chuckled at the way he put it..."Sure, I guess. But it's not bad, I promise." She said with a shrug. She tucked her blonde hair behind her ears as the wind picked up a bit...she should have tied it back. Elliot hated it when it was all messy and gross..

Elliot listened to his little...rant. She raised an eyebrow at him..."I don't hate the world, trust me. But if you were raised how i was..." with a crazy pureblood father, who neglected Elliot as much as possible..."You wouldnt be too friendly either. But for you..." she sighed, rolling her eyes. "I will try." Yes. Because right now...Ezra was really cool. And Elliot wanted him to stay that way. "You may even be able to help my horrible temper." She chuckled. She may look at nice now...but she really could blow up at any moment. ANY MOMENT. But right now...she was very content.

Much to pretty...this made the fourteen year old blush immensely. It's not that Elliot didn't think she was pretty. She knew. She was WELL AWARE. But not many people actually told her so...probably because she was already so confident with her looks...and hearing it from Ezra...

Elliot laughed...."Build me a pyramid, then, Ezzi! and then you'll HAVE to listen to me and do whatever I say!" she had an evil glint in her eye...but it only made her appear more eager and brightened her already icy blue eyes.

She wiped her wet finger on her dress, to dry it, as she backed away from them for a second. She turned her head to look behind his shoulder, pfffting. "Oh...I just...giggling is really very silly...I don't like do that...I'm not babbling little damsel..." she said, a bit distracted...

Just then, a brunette, older, woman was headed her way...Elliot shrieked and grabbed Ezra's shoulders, spun him around, and crouched a little behind him....he was taller than she was, so it wasn't much work...but Elliot was hiding behind him! "Don't let my aunt see me, Ezzi!" she whispered, very close to his ear..."She's driving me nuts!"

Phfewww.

"I'm sure you will be able to ask one of the Professor's and they can tell you." When in doubt ask an adult! At least that was the way she had operated. Nell had no misgivings about asking for help or advice. She looked at the wall as he made his comment and bit her lip. If they couldn't find some other way of getting him off the platform then they would have a serious problem.

Grinning she pushed her way through the crowd. Nell decided to let his impending conversation with Issac go since that was between the two of them. She was pretty sure they would come out of it with there friendship intact. It took a few minutes to heave her things onto the train. Her trunk was packed to bursting and balancing Soren was a challenge but she managed it. Finally they found an empty compartment and stowed there things.

Nell stepped back off the train heaving a sigh of relief. Getting her things on the train was always the worst part. "So, know where Issac went?"