Oh, was anyone going to HELP her!?

Rhodes did her best damsel in distress act, and placing the back of her hand against her forehead, she flopped back down onto her trunk. She kept glancing over at the luggage boy, since he was in the luggage compartment, she thought it was a very fitting name, and once she noticed him coming closer, she gave him just the tiniest of smiles. She wasn't all that pleased to see him, of course, but he was going to put her luggage away for her, which meant she was getting what she wanted.

"Oh, thank you." she allowed him to help her up, and as soon she was on her feet again, she lent up against the wall to just watch him. She.. wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying, but she nodded her head anyway. Yeah, yeah. Something about magic. Something. At least her trunk was put away. That was all that really mattered. "Nope. That is all. I'm Rhodes, by the way. You should tell me your name." In case she ever had anything else heavy to carry, she could call for him.

*Rom had seen girls like this before. Completely absorbed in themselves. Someone who used people to get what they wanted. Now she wanted to know his name? Well he had done enough work for today, now it was her turn. Raising an eyebrow he smirked.*
"My name? It's not like you'd remember it anyways."
*Pushing past her he got back on the platform looking for what compartment he should get into. As he pushed past he said to the girl.*
"We go to a bloody magical school, try learning some this term alright. At the very least some manners."

Now Schuyler had briefly left her lovely compartment with the newly prefected Cassia Somerlad in order to get a little snack. Because they still had a bit of a ways to go and the pre-feast speech did happen to take pretty long last term. Yep, she had peach rings in her luggage that she was set on retrieving.

As she walked along through the corridor that led to the luggage compartment, she noticed some strange things. Strange things like strewn bras and underwear all over the place. Like on this string thing, almost like a clothesline. Weird. Whoever it was had good taste in undergarments, though.

She gave a single, inward laugh as she passed the string.

And then stopped.

Wait.

WAIT.

She recognized the items of clothing, oh YES she did. These were.. HERS! WHAT EVEN?!? She even marched back a step or two and grabbed the nearest bra to check the size and brand and unfortunately YES. These were HER THINGS THROWN ABOUT LIKE THEY'D BEEN BOUGHT AT THE KNUT STORE AND NOT Victoria's BATHILDA'S SECRET.

She turned on her heel, every trace of that previous laugh completely lost on her face. "WHO did this?" Her eyes narrowed as they landed upon a young boy who just so happened to have a piece of her clothing right in his hands.

How convenient.

Cece stood back with Waylon as Romulus loaded his luggage onto the train. Not that he had much to load since most of his things were at her house. She would have let him stay at her place and just get on the boats to the school once the train arrived in Hogsmeade, but she knew he needed to be more social and try to make some friends this year. Friends like that adorable snake, Rhodes Merivel.

Not wanting to interrupt things, she just stood there as Rom loaded Rhodes' luggage for her. She had to admit it, she was rather pleased with the way her younger cousin was helping someone he didn't know. Even if Miss Merivel was being a tad bit over dramatic there way to use your Slytherin cunningness to get what you want.

And then Rom had to go and do that.

Once the boy was back on the platform, Cece went over to him and grabbed him by the ear. "Romulus TIllstorm! You will apologize to Rhodes right now!" If her cousin knew anything about her at all, it should be that she does NOT tolerate rude behavior like he was displaying now. And to think, he was being rude to one of her snakes.

Totally unacceptable.

"Rhodes has been nothing but polite to you. If anyone needs to learn manners here I would say it is you." Maybe he should take a lesson or two from her on manners and how to treat others.

*He didn't get very far before Cece the queen of all things sugar and nice grabbed hold of his ear and pulled him back to the absorbed girl. His ears were already big enough, his cousin pulling on them wasn't going to help at all.*
"But this is a complete double standard! She can get people to do as she pleases by lying and I'm the rude one for- Bloody 'ell Cece that hurts!"
*Turning back to the girl, with the help of his cousins yanking on his ear, Romulus sighed.*
"I'm sorry that I was rude and ungentlemanly by saying such hurtful things. I am very sure that your manners and magical skill is quite exceptional."

He was twirling around some interesting purple garment looking for another unlocked trunk. Unfortunately most were locked. He twirled not paying attention when another trunk opened. "Sweet" he looked in, nope this wasn't going to work. This was a dude's trunk. Even though hanging a pair of those bludger and bat designed boxers wouldn't be to bad now would it. He was about to set down the ones he was twirling when he heard a voice.

Who did this?

Hmmm he looked around like someone else would answer. Then his eyes went to the ones he was twirling. Shrugging at the girl he nodded, "Sup" Looking back at the trunk like it was his for a few moments he then got up. "Oh are these yours?" He tossed them towards her and pulled the boxers out.

Yep they would work.

He hung them up and looked at the girl again, "Want to help redecorate?" Well her's seemed to already be up so now maybe she'll want to help.

Hawthorne smiled as she was greeted by Leah. "My summer was pretty good. I started reading the potions text book already. I wonder what we'll be making this year. My dad kind of helped me through it a bit, so I think I might have a good start on it. I also hung around the park and muggle watched... they're so interesting!" she said. She was pureblood herself, so she had never properly met any muggles, but she loved to muggle watch and was fascinated with their way of life.

"Pleasure to meet you, then, Sophie!" she said and stuck out her hand in greeting.

"Uhm.. the train is probably going to be leaving soon, do you guys want to sit in a compartment together?" She asked, she hoped they said yes, because she wanted to get to know the girl more.

'Sup?

Who did this boy think he was anyway? Maybe if he had a face like Professor Fuller and a body like Adonis she'd excuse the smooth behavior, but really? "You're like five," Schuyler said, snatching the bra away from his grimy hands. "You probably don't even know what this is."

Would she really be making such a fuss if these weren't hers? Really?

Redecorate. Funnyyyyyyy. Five-year-old humor. "No, you dweeb." She grabbed his ear between her fingers in a very pinchy way and gave a little push in the direction of her trunk. "You got it out, so you put it back. Folded!"

Ugh.

"Tallulah!?" Fern barged into the luggage room, the last stop in the search for her cousin. The 12-year-old's face was red, partially from the physical exertion of opening every single compartment on the train while dragging her trunk and her toad's cage behind her, all in an effort to find the Slytherin. But more because of the fact she was ANGRY. Fern would never forgive Uncle Carl for needing to take a bathroom break when they were only a mile - A MILE - away from the train station! He could have held it! But noooo, apparently that was impossible. And now Fern had missed seeing her Aunt and Uncle Palmer, and if she couldn't find Tallulah, she was going to miss seeing her cousin as well!

But what Fern found in the luggage room was not her cousin. Or at least, if her cousin was in there, that's not what the Hufflepuff saw.

No, what Fern saw was a colorful array of UNDERWEAR.

UNDERWEAR EVERYWHERE.

"MERLIN'S BEARD!" The Hufflepuff exclaimed. Face still red, though now completely from embarrassment, the tween didn't know whether to cover her eyes or leave the room. But then she saw THAT MEAN BOY FROM DIAGON ALLEY. With a teenage girl that she thought she'd seen around Hogwarts last year. And she caught the words, 'You got it out, so you put it back. Folded!'

"Yeah!" Fern said, giving the mean boy her death stare, "Yeah put it back."

Then, straightening her spine, she gave the teenager her best, most mature smile.

Rhodes was staring.

And the more she stared, the more it turned into a glare. What did he mean she wasn't going to remember his name? Of course she was going to remember it! Why else would she ask for it, and who else would she get to carry all her heavy things for her? There were questions, millions of questions about to spill from out of her mouth, but before she could even start to ask them, he was walking away from her and.. did he just call her stupid?

Her hand was already balling itself into a fist, just about to show him how stupid she could be, since, after all, there were still adults roaming around the train and it would be rather stupid of her to punch him while they were around, when from out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the Healer making her way over. Rhodes immediately unclenched her fist and placed her hands behind her back as..

Well.. the funniest thing ever happened.

She tried, she tried her absolutely hardest not to burst out laughing as the boy had his ear almost ripped off by the Healer, but it really was no use. It was just too funny! She bit down on her lower lip and even had to turn her head away before she laughed too loudly. Hopefully, the Healer was too busy with the boy to notice her. Ahem. She did her best to compose herself before turning back towards them both, and with the dramatics turned back on, a small pout formed on her face.

Sad Rhodes. She was sad. Only not really.

At least he did apologize. Although, she thought he only did it because he didn't want to lose an ear. "It's okay, Healer Tillstorm, if he really didn't mean that apology. I understand that there are just some rude people in the world." Siiiiiigh. She even raised her shoulders up, to make the sigh bigger than it was, and since she really didn't want to stand there much longer, because her whole act would be ruined if he had his ear pulled again, she turned on her heel and headed down the train's corridor. "I'll be off now! I'm sure there are some first years who could use my assistance! Goodbye! I'll see you at Hogwarts!" Should she run now?

Merlin, she was lost and she did not like it one bit. Brynn was nervous enough about going to a brand new school and being away from home for the first time, and now she lost the one person she knew to be riding the train. The eleven year old had already put her trunk away in the luggage compartment then got swept along the corridor with the crowd, losing all sense of familiarity. Once the crowd had died down, she did her best to find Bart in a compartment, but they were all full of scary looking teenagers.. or just full in general. So she headed back down the corridor to try to find Bart again.. or an empty compartment.. or one with one or two kids her own age.

But before she could find either, the redhead heard shouting, something she did not like, but was curious about anyway. It was coming from the luggage compartment and she tried to peek in the window before just walking in. Who knew what she'd be stumbling across. And what she was met with was something she would never expect.. underwear and a whole lot of it. And who was in the center of it but the very person she was looking for.

Brynn pulled the compartment door open, her mouth dropping in disbelief. "Bart! What are you doing?" She looked around. An older girl did not look happy and she would guess that much of it belonged to her. And.. hey, the girl who was in love with Dante.. Brynn started to grin at her but then remembered she was surrounded by underwear.. And one of them happened to be hers. "My knickers!" she squeaked out, turning bright red as she saw the pink and white polka dotted undies hanging on the line. Quickly she snatched them away and turned her accusing eyes on Bart, her mouth still open in disbelief. "Why did you do that?" Ohemgee, so embarrassing!

"I am not five.. I am twelve thank you very much." He chuckled as she grabbed the bra off of him. Welp that wasn't going to be hung up now was it He eyed her, "Of course I know what they are. I've seen bra's before. I've seen magazines with those in from Wade's room." It wasn't snitching on his step brother if he wasn't there was it. Anyway that wasn't the point the point was he knew what it was for and he'd show her. He jumped grabbing a red one from the string. "You put it on just like this" He put it on over his shirt and modeled it to her. See he knew what it was for he wasn't dumb.

Now she was calling names, "I am not a dweeb and no folded it yourself." If she would have asked nicely he might have done it, but now he was just going to go back to look at other trunks, but nope he heard another voice. "Sicky" he chuckled seeing the girl he assumed was sick at that cafe over the summer. Rolling his eyes at her he crossed his arms over the red bra he still was wearing. "I'm sure you don't even have any to hang up do you?" or maybe she had some interesting ones like hello kitty or something childish. That could add to the room now couldn't it.

O.o

The next voice he heard made him stop dead in his tracks. His best friend was screaming and pulling something down. "You.. you don't wear these things." or did she just grab underwear maybe she just grabbed those he really hadn't seen what she grabbed. He hadn't gotten in that many trunks, "I.. wasn't in your trunk Brynny. Well I don't think I was." Now come on you three he gave them all looks.

Schuyler suddenly heard her words echoed by a younger, squeakier voice. She glanced over at the girl. At least this young one had some sense.

Twelve, five, same difference. He was acting five. An annoying five-year-old. Who had seen bras via stolen brother's magazines or something. She watched unimpressed as he modeled one of her own. Really, Schuyler had a younger brother and HE wasn't nearly this irritating. "You seem very used to trying on women's clothes, but I'm afraid MINE are for me only."

She heard the door slide open yet again, and lo and behold, it was another youngin'. Really? This was the luggage compartment, not homebase for the Lilliputians.

Apparently the boy seemed slightly mortified to have grabbed some of this young girl's undies and flung them on the string as well. Seemed like they knew one another. Maybe he fancied her. Really, she didn't care.

Schuyler gave a very exaggerated eyeroll and shifted her weight to one leg as she rested her hands on her waist. "See? Even your girlfriend is annoyed by you. Now clean up and fold."

Look, she was even giving him one last chance in case he was just showing off for girlfriends.

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Sophie glanced at the items in the girl's hands, an amused smile lingering upon her lips, before extending both hands, "Y'need me to hold something for you for a sec?"

A first year. Wonderful. She bounced even more despite her attempts to contain her excitement, "Nah, you don't wreak of firstie." Her tone and expression was teasing, as if to say, don't worry, there's no such thing as a first year stench. "I'm a second year, so I know all about how you're feeling right now, I'd imagine. A bit of nerves, a bit of excitement, a whole lotta confusion and dodging of big kids who don't know how to politely move about the shaky train. I was lucky to have a heads up on that kinda stuff, though, 'cause my family's pureblood and we've gone to Hogwarts forever. I got a good prep before the train took off." Pause. "Sophie Brown, by the way. Ravenclaw. I'm a Chaser on the Quidditch team, in the Gobstones Club, and I'll try pretty much anything once before deciding I don't like it. I'd recommend you do the same, if you have your courage, because that's how you meet all sorts of really fun people and everyone'll know you, too!"



Though she might have kept going with her spiel about Hogwarts that Leah didn't even ask for, it seemed that the new first year had already done a swell job of making friends. Or one friend, at least, and Sophie took a step aside to let the two greet each other. "Pleasure to meetcha, Hawthorne - I'm Sophie. Cool toad."

Leah was so grateful that the girl offered to help hold her stuff. "Er, thanks. Could you hold my kneazle carrier for a while? The kneazle is Filomena, by the way." She said.

Wow, that was a lot of information in a short time. "Yeah, that's exactly how I feel right now. Nervous, excited, not to mention that I did bump into a big boy on my way here." She said, giggling. Second years understand firsties best. "You're in the Quidditch team and the Gobstones Club? That must be a lot of responsibility." Leah said, her eyes wide with surprise and admiration. "I'll take your advise and try everything out." She added, beaming.

Leah bent down and picked up her money bag from her trunk and locked it shut as Sophie and Hawthorne greeted.

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Hawthorne smiled as she was greeted by Leah. "My summer was pretty good. I started reading the potions text book already. I wonder what we'll be making this year. My dad kind of helped me through it a bit, so I think I might have a good start on it. I also hung around the park and muggle watched... they're so interesting!" she said. She was pureblood herself, so she had never properly met any muggles, but she loved to muggle watch and was fascinated with their way of life.

"Pleasure to meet you, then, Sophie!" she said and stuck out her hand in greeting.

"Uhm.. the train is probably going to be leaving soon, do you guys want to sit in a compartment together?" She asked, she hoped they said yes, because she wanted to get to know the girl more.

Leah blushed furiously as Hawthorne said that she read her potions text book. She had flipped through her text books several times but had never read them thoroughly before. She had never liked reading before. "Muggle watch? I heard their life is interesting without magic, but I've never seen any muggle before. I had a pretty boring month. Did nothing, really."

"OK, I'm done taking out my stuff, let's go get a compartment! We obviously can't stay here all during the ride, can we?" Leah said, looking at the two girls. "I'm in. What about you, Sophie?"

Hawthorne smiled wide "We sure can't! The food trolley doesn't even come down here! I have some money for candyyyyy!" she said, very excited. Chocolate frogs, chocolate frogs, chocolate frogs!

She composed herself a little before going further. "Well, Sophie, you've rid on the train before, which cars are best? Front? Middle? Back? Whichever is closer tot he food!" She said with a laugh.

Oooh! The teenager looked at her. Still smiling her best, most mature smile, Fern gave the older girl her best, most mature nod. Oh yes! Fern was so mature! It was clear that hanging out with her teenage besties, Olly and Elodie, had made her more teenage-like. Plus there was the fact that she had changed her signature col-

Sticky? STICKY!?

"MY NAME IS FERN QUIMBLEY, YOU LOSER!" The 12-year-old shouted, pointing a finger in his direction, "AND! AND! AND!" she choked, her face quickly going from red to plum, and she put a hand protectively over her trunk, "THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" Fern was a LADY, and LADIES did NOT talk about their undergarments! Especially with MEAN BOYS wearing other people's UNDERWEAR!

She was about to inform him of these facts, but then her fellow Hexstatic from the bookstore showed up. And she knew that mean boy! Whose name was Bart! AND HE HAD HUNG UP HER UNDERWEAR!!!!

AND HE WAS HER BOYFRIEND!!!!!

"NO!" Fern exclaimed in horror, staring at the redhead with wide eyes "NO! It can't be true! You, you, HE'S your BOYFRIEND!?" She jabbed a finger in Bart's direction.

How could a Hexstatic be dating such a mean boy!? And what if he was her true love!? Fern was not having a double wedding with BART as the other bridegroom! That was NOT OKAY!

"THIS IS NOT OKAY!"

Brynn, her face still red with embarrassment, was trying her hardest to ball up her underwear as small as possible to keep it out of everyone's sight. She did not want it on display for everyone to see! How could Bart do this to her? And why?? "But.. of course I wear underwear.. everyone does!" she blurted out. Honestly.. what did he think she had on under her clothes?

He wasn't in her trunk? Brynn looked around, unable to locate her trunk amidst all the half opened ones and clothes strewn about. She didn't know if he was or wasn't.. but these were her knickers, weren't they? She sneaked a peek at them. They looked like her pink and white polka dotted underwear, but maybe someone else had the same? She didn't know, but it was still super embarrassing..

WHAT??

Brynn gave a scandalized look to the teenage girl. "He's not my boyfriend!" And then the other girl started in on it too? "NO," she insisted. "We're friends.. I don't have a boyfriend." She wasn't old enough to have one, at least that's what her mom said. And even if she did, it wouldn't be Bart. They were best friends.. and just because he was a boy didn't mean he was a boyfriend. She didn't like him like that. Could he just clean up all the underwear? Then she was going to hide, literally forever.. she could not believe her first year at Hogwarts was starting like this.

Was he sassing her? Had this boy done gone and lost his mind or what?

Cece pinched his ear a little harder. "No one said you had to help her. You did that all on your own." It wasn't Rhodes' fault he happened to be the one nearby when she asked for help. "Not once did I hear her lie to you or be rude or obnoxious." Yes, there may have been some dramatics, but the girl never verbally lied about anything. "In fact I believe I even heard her say thank you, and tell you her name." Now it was his turn to do the same.

Okay, so he didn't tell her his name, but he did apologize to the girl, so Cece let go of his ear. And look at that, Rhodes was stil lbeing polite. "No Rhodes, it's not alright. Romulus here will learn some manners even if itkills him." Or costs him an ear. "Isn't that right Romulus." That was a statement, not a question.

Once Rhodes had left them, Cece turned her full attention on her cousin. "I suggest you follow Rhodes lead and get on that train and help the younger students if they need it." It wouldn't kill him to be helpful. "And no causing trouble either. If you do I will find out." That's right, she had Rhodes eyes and ears on that train who would gladly fill her in on his antics. "I'll see you at the feast. And don't worry about getting your things from my house. I'll make sure they get to school for you." She had plans for when she got home and didn't want any disruptions before she had to go back to work.

Once she knew Rom was on the train, Cece went back over to Waylon. "What do you say Mr. Murdoch? Should we go home and have a nice quiet evening before I have to go back to work?" Not waiting for him to respond she grabbed his hand and aparated them back to their home... where they were alone.

*Romulus glared a little at the girl as she left. Way to make things worse. Now Cece was going to be watching him like a hawk. As if he needed that on top of everything else. Rubbing his ear he sighed and thanked his cousin.*
"I am sorry Cece. Thank you again for your kindness and letting me stay with you lot... See you at the feast I guess."
*His family never was one for mushy goodbyes so that was why he was not too surprised at Cece and Waylands quick goodbyes. Walking down the train he found a spot and hopped on. Before going inside he had one last look at the crowd. His mum, dad, and Jacen said that they'd meet him for breakfast... then that they would see him off to school. But like always they weren't there. Turning back to the train he went down it looking for an empty compartment.*

He took the red bra off and threw it to the ground, "I am not, just proving a point." Gosh this older girl was more annoying than most girls. He looked up and admired his work. Honestly if she would have waited a few minutes there would have been boxers up there too. So he wasn't just using girl things. Nope he wasn't a person to discriminate between girl and boy stuff. Use it all equally that was the plan. Now the plan was rudely interrupted and he was less than thrilled.

O.o

Hold the Owl did she just say girlfriend. He looked at Brynn and back at the girl, but before he could say anything the other girl sicky was talking. "Fern? Wow and I thought Bartholomew was horrible." At least he wasn't named after plants. Now she was on about him being Brynn's boyfriend. Looking at Brynny he knew she was ticked off at him, but he still didn't see why. So her underwear was strung up who cares.

When she started on about he was not her boyfriend all he could do was nod. "Brynny my girlfriend." he laughed not that is was haha funny, but just yeah right funny. "She isn't a girl.. I mean she is a girl, but not a girl girl she doesn't even have..." he looked at Brynn and quickly looked away, "I mean a sister girl sure, but a girlfriend girl no she isn't like that." Brynn a girlfriend there was no way she was a girlfriend to anyone. She was a friend not a girl type friend. Weird.. why were girls so weird. He gave her a look like see told you, you are the only normal one, but then he saw her face still.

Ignoring all of them he walked over to his trunk and popped it open. Pulling out a pair of Woollongong Warriors boxers and a pair of dragon patterned boxers. Throwing them up on the string. "There happy now mine are up there. So who cares. Now can I go back to redecorating?" Honestly the only fun he had found and these weirdo's were ruining it.

Upon shaking Hawthorne's hand while holding Leah's kneazle cage in the other, Sophie watched the two friends with interest. She, too, wondered what they'd be making in potions this year - but she was a bit nervous to return to scary Lafay. And Bellaire, too. They made classes that should be fun far more stressful than they needed to be.

Sophie tried not to let Leah's surprise at her being on both the Quidditch and Gobstones team seem to be a bigger deal than it was. Because it wasn't REALLY a big deal, not to Sophie. It was just the way things were and the way she wanted them to be. Extracurriculars were just... fun. "Yeah, it can be, but it's a good way to bond with your housemates. Especially with Quidditch with the 'Claws, at least, we'll have team study sessions to make sure we're all keeping our grades up and stay eligible and everything. That was really useful for me last year 'cause I had upperclassmen helping me with my homework all the time! So there's a bunch of perks to it, really. I'm glad you're gonna go for it." And she was, too, whether the girl ended up being a Ravenclaw or not.

As for their next destination... "The food trolley'll move about the train, so we could just mosey down the corridor till we hit it and camp out by it for awhile? That's what I did my ride to school last term. Just ate and ate and ate. I'd highly recommend that, by the way, especially if either of you do do Quidditch 'cause your Captain might prohibit excessive sweets later on." Not to scare them away or anything, but it was something they would need to keep in mind. She rested the kneazle cage atop Leah's trunk as she continued, "The front of the train is usually the most fun, though, 'cause the prefect compartment is up there so that's where you'll find most of the cool big kids hanging out. If you want quieter, I'd find somewhere between the middle and the back. S'up to you guys." And Sophie might join them, depending on what they decided to do.

But that Food Trolley sounded mighty appealing right now, first and foremost.

"Hmmm." Hawthorne stroked her imaginary beard while thinking. "Well fi the food trolley moves then it doesn't really matter. but how about the front of the train? I'd like to watch some of the big kids!" Not only did she like to muggle watch, but people watching in general was fun!

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Upon shaking Hawthorne's hand while holding Leah's kneazle cage in the other, Sophie watched the two friends with interest. She, too, wondered what they'd be making in potions this year - but she was a bit nervous to return to scary Lafay. And Bellaire, too. They made classes that should be fun far more stressful than they needed to be.

Sophie tried not to let Leah's surprise at her being on both the Quidditch and Gobstones team seem to be a bigger deal than it was. Because it wasn't REALLY a big deal, not to Sophie. It was just the way things were and the way she wanted them to be. Extracurriculars were just... fun. "Yeah, it can be, but it's a good way to bond with your housemates. Especially with Quidditch with the 'Claws, at least, we'll have team study sessions to make sure we're all keeping our grades up and stay eligible and everything. That was really useful for me last year 'cause I had upperclassmen helping me with my homework all the time! So there's a bunch of perks to it, really. I'm glad you're gonna go for it." And she was, too, whether the girl ended up being a Ravenclaw or not.

As for their next destination... "The food trolley'll move about the train, so we could just mosey down the corridor till we hit it and camp out by it for awhile? That's what I did my ride to school last term. Just ate and ate and ate. I'd highly recommend that, by the way, especially if either of you do do Quidditch 'cause your Captain might prohibit excessive sweets later on." Not to scare them away or anything, but it was something they would need to keep in mind. She rested the kneazle cage atop Leah's trunk as she continued, "The front of the train is usually the most fun, though, 'cause the prefect compartment is up there so that's where you'll find most of the cool big kids hanging out. If you want quieter, I'd find somewhere between the middle and the back. S'up to you guys." And Sophie might join them, depending on what they decided to do.

But that Food Trolley sounded mighty appealing right now, first and foremost.

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"Hmmm." Hawthorne stroked her imaginary beard while thinking. "Well fi the food trolley moves then it doesn't really matter. but how about the front of the train? I'd like to watch some of the big kids!" Not only did she like to muggle watch, but people watching in general was fun!

Leah took out Filomena and held her in her hands, stroking the kneazle slowly. "I've been to the front cars on my way here, it seemed quite full." She told them, thinking. "Do you guys reckon barging into the Prefects compartment is a good idea? I hear they bite, but who would believe that?" She gave out her thought. "They don't bite, do they?" She asked nervously to Sophie. "How about we go to the Food Trolley first? I mean before it moves around. I'm really starving." Leah asked her two friends. More like pleaded, really.

Sophie really couldn't bring herself to care one way or the other, so she let the two talk it out. She liked Hawthorne's attitude of wanting to learn the ropes of Hogwarts coolness from the big kids up at the front of the train, so she was pretty game for that.

Buuuut LEAH was the one whose stomach was in agreement with Sophie's, and the second year gave a quick nod to the last thing she said. "I wouldn't mess with the Prefects - there's... a few who might not like us barging in and might consider biting, if provoked." She wasn't going to name any names, but there were some grumps in the bunch who wouldn't enjoy the company of two first years, she knew that. Even she, a respectable second year, would be better off avoiding it. "Maybe on the way home, but on the way to school, they've probably got enough awkwardness among themselves as it is without us there 'cause there's new prefects and captains and I think it's probably important for them to do some kind of leadership team bonding exercise before the term properly kicks off. They need to be able to work together and stuff." She was pretty sure nothing of that sort actually went down in that compartment, but Sophie did not want to show up there with two first years. The only reason she would ever approach the compartment would be to try to steal Mo away, but she didn't miss him that badly.

"Food trolley it is, then. No starving on this train. Chocolate frogs on me," she chimed, jingling the coins in her pocket purposefully, and gesturing toward the door for the firsties to lead the way to the glorious food source.

"...true. I fancy keeping my head, really. So... let's go get snacks!" She said, turning about face and walking out of the luggage car and towards... wherever the food trolley was now.