This was EXACTLY the kind of company that Grayson did NOT want, thank you very much. He had thought that he'd have a compartment to himself. That he'd have some peace and quiet. Sure, knowing him, he'd probably bug someone later for the fun of it but right at this second, he was alone and that's all that mattered to him.

Boy was he wrong.

No sooner had he gotten to the second verse of the song he was humming along to, then the door opened. He hardly had time to register who was there when the person started........... singing? Calling loudly? Whatever it was, it was LOUD and this was one fourteen year old that WASN'T PLEASED AT ALL. The sound of the voice had caused him to jump so violently that he rolled............

.................... and ended up on the floor.

Grayson Douglas Whitlock was starting his journey to a new school by laying down on the floor out of shock.

When he finally came to his senses, the boy turned around and STARED up -- because he was still laying down on the floor -- at the person who had entered HIS compartment. Oh. It was her. Little Miss Sass had made her entrance.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN. DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A MUSICAL TO YOU?!" Looks. Looks for you.

"S'fine. It's not as if I own this compartment." If she did own it, she'd have made all sorts of changes. The first one being a 'Do Not Enter' sign with the additional note of 'Beware the Vicious Kneazle'. Maddison had also noted that this older girl seemed like the nervous sort. A new breed of Hogwartians as the others she'd met had been overly curious or quite annoying.

"Good." Zeus liked the ladies. A bit of a cat casanova, as far as Maddison was concerned. Who could blame him, though? He was a great looking kneazle. And since the eleven year didn't have to worry about some kind of feline death match now, she relaxed a bit and glanced out the window.

"Does it always take this long to get to Hogwarts?"

Seeing as Marigold wasn't being yelled at, she sat down on the ground and started petting Nibbles, who immediately began to purr. "It takes a couple of hours, yeah. Since we're going from London to Scotland." She personally liked the train ride, as she got to catch up with people and ask about their summer vacations, as well as meeting new people. Though she supposed if they all had a port key or flooed it would take a lot quicker. They probably didn't want to do that with muggle borns, though. They would be scared of stepping in fires and stuff.

"I'm Marigold, by the way. And this is Nibbles." The cat was important.

Josie was just within inches from where she'd believe Sebastian's mouth was when she'd suddenly heard the compartment door suddenly be flung open, practically making the tiny girl fly out of her seat. And from the sounds of tiny squeaks atop her head, the sudden noise had also scared Sebastian as well, causing him to slip off her head, but not before Josie managed to catch her tiny fluffy friend from falling to the floor.

Her blue eyes traveled to the compartment door and it was at that moment when she'd nearly felt all of the colour in her faced nearly dissolve. She'd recognized this older girl. It was the girl from last term that she'd unintentionally hit with a bludger during one of the matches when she was playing Beater for her team. It was almost as if the words could not be found in the twelve year old's brain.

...Words...What were words?

The fear in her eyes couldn't go unnoticed, but she couldn't help it. She'd felt so terrible after that match, & never actually managed to apologize to the girl for she was too afraid of being torn apart. But wait, hadn't she asked the second year a question? Josette could only muster one word..that unintentionally came blurting out of her mouth.

"SORRY!"

....Why had she just yelled that?

When she'd opened the door earlier she didn't think it'd have caused such a stir but the falling kitten and the rattled girl told her she needed to work on her entrance. If she didn't know any better she'd almost be sure the girl's face was losing colour but that couldn't have been it and even if that was the case, it'd return to normal soon because it was just Lex...and she was just looking for her kneazle...which admittedly wasn't that intimidating if you thought about it.

The fact the girl's lips parted told her she'd be getting an answer so she leaned against the door's frame and waited though by now she was starting to figure she already knew the answer.

Oh but Merlin the girl was obviously getting worked up about something. Lex's brows crinkled as she shoved off the frame and took another step into the corridor. Was she...missing something? Alexa twisted and took a glance behind her in case something had snuck onto the train when she never noticed. Awfully quiet train for a hijacking, wasn't it? In the end there was nothing terrifying behind her and she turned to face the girl in time to receive an apology? What?

".......................Okay.................. ." Blink blink. Did she wanna know? Probably not. "Look, it's not that big a deal. Plenty of people haven't seen him. I can just keep looking." No need to look like you've seen the ghost of Christmas past, gosh. "Are you....are you okay though?" Kinda jittery wasn't she?

Giggle. Lux had to admit that Ana was on to something, because being a totally proper lady seemed rather dull. "I like dresses now and looking pretty, but I still love sports and being competitive." Lux was never opposed to getting her hands dirty and doing hard work; this girl loved Herbology class with all it's pretty flower planting and such. As Ana went on to talk about the proper shoes to wear, Lux furrowed her brow and stretched her legs out, looking at the ballet flats on her feet. "Maybe I could try that, but I don't have any of those shoes at the moment." Was it worth it to ask Willa to send her some? Maybe not seeing how things had been between them lately.

It was a good thing that Ana had not called her a child, because Lux certainly was not little anymore as much as some people wished she was. "I really take after my mother more than anything. I hope she ages well, and that I do too... But it's okay if I don't, because I don't have a huge problem with getting wrinkles and grey hair as long as it isn't when I'm still young." That was why last term was so freaky; everyone looked sixty years older than they really were. It was almost as if someone had used a really powerful Time-Turner. Wait... doppelgänger? "What's a doppelgänger?" Was this another Russian word?

More giggles. "I know! Cucumbers are so refreshing. Bay doesn't like them though." Which was totally fine, of course. Teasing and friendly complaining aside, the girl understood and respected people's differing opinions on food. Bay liked to do the opposite thing, and teased her sometimes for liking cucumber sandwiches. It was rather funny. "Maybe we can get Terry to like them, so that at least one of us has a boyfriend who is a fan of them!" Of course if that didn't end up happening, Lux would be totally cool with it.

A big smile formed on Lux's face. "It was wonderful, and Bay asked me out that day before my party." It had been so nice. "I really hope that you can, but I understood why you couldn't go last time. My friend Bart missed it too, because he had a stroke at the end of last term." He seemed to be doing better now, so that made her happy. Lux wondered where Bart was; she missed him.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

She was so ready to join his rolling, except hers would be rolls of laughter. This was just too hilarious. Her giggles had turned into a huge fit of laughing and snorting. He was on the floor, ON THE FLOOR. Not looking so boss now. HEH. WHY? Because WHO was the boss? SHE WAS. Especially of sass. HEHEHEHEHE. Utter Brilliance, Karma, that was.

It took her a moment to recollect herself before finally being able to respond to his whole musical comment. "It actually DOES." He was singing earlier too. She was MORE than sure she had heard him just as she bopped right into the compartment with her greeting. Yet she felt the need to add. Just a little extra sass, you know? "But now it looks like you just got OWNED and BIGTIME." Owned he was and by who? THE BOSS.

Hehe. Good times, oh good times. Her eyes were looking straight down at him. She felt highly in charge and she liked it, a lot. Dynamite came in small packages after all, didn't it?

Right, that made sense. Maddison nodded and kept her gaze fixed on the scenery outside, taking mental pictures so she could describe it later in a letter to her mum. She's the only one besides Benny that'd be getting letters, the small brunette had decided. Not that the others would care much either way. There weren't exactly an abundance of people eager to keep in touch with Maddie.

"Maddie Cooper." The eleven year old pointed to herself and then nodded towards her kneazle. "That's Zeus. He's my confidant." And she liked him best because she knew her secrets were safe with him.

Cris was making his way back to the middle cars and to his friends. He had decided to take a short walk to stretch his legs. He smiled and nodded at the other students he passed by, so intent to acknowledging everyone that he didn't realize he wasn't watching where he was going.

"OOOooommpppphhh. I'm sorry. I should have been looking where I was going. Are you okay?" Cris asked the person.

......................................... Dead!pan.

Grayson was not amused but it turned out that the Sass Master was. He raised his eyebrows at her, just watching as she continued to laugh. He could feel his blood boiling because this girl was laughing at him specifically. Jeez. Could she not? It was doing dangerous things to his ego. Things he did NOT like.

Scowl. How long was she planning on doing this for, again?

Oh good. She had finally stopped laughing at him. Oh, so it was a musical, then? His eyebrows were going to stay right up there, then. "Where are the saxophone players, then? Off taking a tea break?" He might have still been laying down on the floor but the girl was still going to get sassed back. Just because he can. And because his ego was calling for a chance to restore itself.

And he got OWNED?! Did she really have to put it like that? Grayson rolled his eyes. "Fine. I got owned." If they were going to use her words. Jeez, he hated this. "This isn't the end, you know. We're going to the same school. I will get my back, Little Miss Sassy." How he was going to do this, he didn't know. He'd probably have to try that prank that Nigel had talked to him about back in that sweets shop.

But now, there were more important things at hand. "Now are you going to help me up or not?" he asked, holding out his hand. He was waiting.

"MY HAT!" Monty felt the bump of someone walking into his back, but he wasn't at all concerned for himself. No, the fact it made him lose his grip on his precious tricorn was what worried him most.

For a few seconds he ignored the boy who was obviously speaking to him, and instead scrambled around on the floor to try and grab the hat before anyone stepped on it.

Hugging it to his chest, he stroked the feathers and mumbled softly to it, brushing off some dirt that had found it's way onto the trim. His poor hat. Turning round he was going to glare at the older boy, point out what he'd done and demand that he clean it for him. But he recognised the boy from the food trolley earlier. The one who had helped him cool down. The helpful, nice one. So Monty merely smiled, shrugged and stuffed his hat onto his head. It was safer up there.

"Cris! Hi. Oh, it's okay. I'm fine. This though," he pointed to his hat and pouted, "is a bit dirty. Do they never clean the floor of this train?" Looking down he groaned, spotting a smudge on his tights where he'd been too close to said floor. "Flibbers. They were new."

Cris almost groaned out loud when he heard the boy exclaim loudly about his hat as he dropped said hat on the ground. He was about to lean down and pick it up for the boy, but the boy was faster than he was.

As Cris watched the young boy, turned around while brushing off his ha...wait a minute it was a tricorn!! Cris immediately recognized it, having seen it worn by some of his ancestors in the moving portraits in his house.

Why was the boy wearing a tricorn, was Cris' first thought. Second thought was why was Monty wearing a tricorn, having belatedly recognized the younger boy. He had met him earlier at the Food Trolley.

He shrugged at Monty's question. "I think they do, but it's hard to keep it clean with all of us traipsing all over it. Awww....I'm so sorry, Monty. I can clean it up for you if you want. I can help clean your tights for you too," Cris offered, the moment he saw the dirty smudges on the Tricorn and his tights, taking out his wand to do so.

"I'll try not to destroy in the process," he teased Monty before realizing it was a wrong choice of words.

"Um...I was kidding. I won't destroy it. Want me to try cleaning it for you?" he asked Monty, sticking out his hand to take the Ha..Tricorn from the boy.

Oh. That was a very good point. He hadn't thought of that. There were an awful lot of kids moving around, all with dirty shoes, no doubt. Yes. That was a very good point.

"You can?" Monty stared up at Cris in wonder. The boy knew spells. Well, of course he did, stupid Monty! He was so much older, he probably knew loads of things. Whereas he knew nothing. Yet. That's what Hogwarts was for right? Maybe on the next train ride he'd be able to clean his own things, without help. Maybe.

There was a slight hesitation when Cris cracked a joke about destroying his stuff by accident, though. A sudden wave of terror ran through him, and his eyes widened. He was kidding? Oh. Oh good. That was okay then.

Smiling broadly, Monty nodded and took off his hat, giving it a quick kiss before handing it over. "Thank you so much. I'll really like it if you could."

Cris couldn't help but notice Monty staring up at him in wonder when he offered to help clean his hat for him. He smiled as he nodded down at Monty, "Sure I can. Once I'm done, it'll look all brand new again."

When he saw Monty first hesitate and then widen his eyes in terror, Cris knew that it had definitely been the wrong time to crack a joke like that. Despite that, he still found it funny that the boy actually believed him.

....well okay, he had a point there. Monty had only just met him, so he wasn't to know that Cris was very efficient at his spell work. Quickly turning his head, Cris coughed into his hand, in an attempt to smother the laugh that was threatening to burst from his lips each time he looked at Monty's face.

He waited patiently for the boy to realize he had only been joking and took the hat that Monty kissed affectionately before handing it over to him.

"Okay here goes," Cris winked at Monty before pointing his wand at the smudges on the hat. "Tergeo" he said the incantation as he cast the spell to first suck up the dust off the fabric. Once that was done, he ended that spell before casting the Cleaning Spell to clean it, and ending it once he was done.

Holstering his wand, Cris inspected the Tricorn. Then he made sure the tricorn's folds were properly creased before bending down to hand it over to Monty. "Here you go, Monty. I hope this passes inspection." he grinned down at the boy.

Vinnie entered the train, looking for an empty compartment. They would need a big one. After all they were like 5 a million people. She was so excited that she finally seemed to have made some friends. She wasnt gonna be alone on this train ride, how awesome was that. Maybe Hogwarts wasnt so bad after all....

Lost in her thoughts the brunette almost walked past an empty compartment, taking a few steps back the girl peeked inside and grinned. This would do. She opened the door and immediately dropped her trunk on the floor. This thing was heavy. But then again it carried all her life so it would be quite disappointing if it wasnt heavy.

Plopping down on one of the empty seats she put her feet on the opposite one. As long as there was space this would be her position. Vinnie sighed happily and looked out the window, watching all the families say goodbye. For once the girl was excited to start the school year, there was so much to be planned. Like the party. They were having a party and the year hadnt even properly started, how good was that. She seriously couldnt wait to talk it through with Jun.

Kace was exploring the front compartment. He saw some new firsties and some new students. He smiled to them and he was looking for his best buddy. He hadn't seen Adi all summer. He wondered what he could have done over the summer. He looked through compartments trying to find his buddy.

Jun was excited to be coming back. After the transfer threat his parents gave him last term, it was pretty certain he wasn't coming back. So the family look and weird smell of the train was all nice to him. Munching on some chocolate, he casually walked through the corridors and to where he was supposed to meet Vinnie at. This party was sounding funnier and funnier every time he thought about it. Yes, Char needed to get tout more and stop being shy when it came to things like this. For herself at least. But she vaguely mentioned the boy from Barbados. Which Jun would have to get more information about later. Or when she joined them.

Searching through the compartments, he spotted the brunette looking out the window. Sliding the door open, Jun slid into the opposite seat and grinned. "Am I the first one here?" Shame.

SPOILER!!: Lady Lux

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Giggle. Lux had to admit that Ana was on to something, because being a totally proper lady seemed rather dull. "I like dresses now and looking pretty, but I still love sports and being competitive." Lux was never opposed to getting her hands dirty and doing hard work; this girl loved Herbology class with all it's pretty flower planting and such. As Ana went on to talk about the proper shoes to wear, Lux furrowed her brow and stretched her legs out, looking at the ballet flats on her feet. "Maybe I could try that, but I don't have any of those shoes at the moment." Was it worth it to ask Willa to send her some? Maybe not seeing how things had been between them lately.

It was a good thing that Ana had not called her a child, because Lux certainly was not little anymore as much as some people wished she was. "I really take after my mother more than anything. I hope she ages well, and that I do too... But it's okay if I don't, because I don't have a huge problem with getting wrinkles and grey hair as long as it isn't when I'm still young." That was why last term was so freaky; everyone looked sixty years older than they really were. It was almost as if someone had used a really powerful Time-Turner. Wait... doppelgänger? "What's a doppelgänger?" Was this another Russian word?

More giggles. "I know! Cucumbers are so refreshing. Bay doesn't like them though." Which was totally fine, of course. Teasing and friendly complaining aside, the girl understood and respected people's differing opinions on food. Bay liked to do the opposite thing, and teased her sometimes for liking cucumber sandwiches. It was rather funny. "Maybe we can get Terry to like them, so that at least one of us has a boyfriend who is a fan of them!" Of course if that didn't end up happening, Lux would be totally cool with it.

A big smile formed on Lux's face. "It was wonderful, and Bay asked me out that day before my party." It had been so nice. "I really hope that you can, but I understood why you couldn't go last time. My friend Bart missed it too, because he had a stroke at the end of last term." He seemed to be doing better now, so that made her happy. Lux wondered where Bart was; she missed him.

"Dresses and looking pretty are about the only things I liked about the etiquette lessons my babushka insisted we all had to take. Besides dance that was. I love dancing, and ballet. Although that might have more to do with the fact that my aunt Amélie was a ballet dancer and teaches it now," Ana mused, tone fond as she mentioned her family members, despite the fact that she was complaining slightly about having to behave like a proper lady. She'd always liked fashion though and even though she'd wear tights and jeans like every other girl at some point she preferred being in dresses. It made her feel feminine. "Hmm, well what shoe size do you take? I'm sure I can find some of those shoes for you to at least practice in if it's something you'd like to do?" Ana asked, looking down at Lux's feet. They looked to be around the same size as her own, maybe a little bit smaller.

"Well then your mother must be a beautiful lady," Ana opined since she thought Lux was quite pretty, if not beautiful yet. "I don't resemble my mother much at all, come to think of it none of us really resemble her all that much. Katya looks a lot like her but Sasha, Liza and I all take after papa's family," which Ana wasn't displeased about. Although her mamushka was good looking Ana didn't much want to resemble her. Just in case it stirred up ill feelings. Huh? She didn't know what a doppelgänger was? Seems like Ana would have to explain it. She took a few minutes to think of what the best way to explain a doppelgänger would be before she opened her mouth to respond. "A doppelgänger has come to mean a few different things. In old German culture a doppelgänger was said to be a harbinger of death. When you saw your doppelgänger you would soon die. Other times it's seen as simply meaning bad luck will befall someone. A doppelgänger is your exact double, whether that double be a ghost or simply another person who could be your twin, although in most cases you've never met them before. I could be considered my babushka's doppelgänger under the meaning that I look nearly exactly as she did at my age. The only difference is that I have my mamushka's eye colour," Ana explained, hoping that Lux wouldn't be put off by her explanation of the term.

"Well I'm not so sure that he doesn't like cucumbers so much as he just doesn't see the point of having a sandwich with only cucumber's on it. He did refuse a bite of mine one time though, but he had his own sandwich so that might have been why..." she mused, giving a slight shrug. She didn't much mind if Terry liked cucumber sandwiches. Not really. Everyone had different tastes in food and Ana certainly didn't like all the foods that Terry did. For example she thought that Yorkshire Pudding was disgusting, although she wasn't sure why she didn't like it.

Ana held in the urge to squee at the news that Bay had asked Lux out on the day of her party, although she couldn't stop herself from giving the other girl another brief hug in happiness. She sobered however when Lux mentioned a boy who'd had a stroke. It showed the real damage that last term had done to people because if Ana remembered correctly Bart had also been affected by the healers' negligence. She couldn't remember ever speaking to the boy but she'd seen him in classes and her heart ached for him, even if only briefly since Ana could well admit that she wasn't the kindest nor most sympathetic of people. "I didn't know that he'd had a stroke. Is he feeling any better?" Ana asked, tone subdued, and face showing that her concern for the boy was genuine, if not deep.

"Wow, well something similar happened to me but not till I was 10 years old. But no one came to wipe any memories. I guess since my magic kicked in late the Ministry must have thought I had no magical abilities. It started with accidentally sending a tray of food from the lunch ladies into the face of one of the popular girls. I was just shocked and it was not long till I was the object of ridicule and more and more students were effected by my magic. I even ended up on the roof of my school once when I was trying to get away from kids chasing me. It was not till my abilities started making headline news in my small town that Ministry officials came and wiped memories and told me about my past and Hogwarts just days before my 11th birthday. Well anyway, that's done with and I can't wait to get to Hogwarts. I read that we'll be learning to fly on a broom and There's a sport involving it called quidditch. Have you heard of it. It sounds so cool! What are you looking foward to at Hogwarts?".

And the chapter that explained the blue skin was coming up next and Cutty tilted the book one handedly to let gravity turn the page for him. That was about when he felt it. A small, light-weight bum on his lap.



Fine.


It could stay there.



But on the other side because it's owner was blocking his reading light. With an exasperated sigh, Cutty put down his book, tilted his legs so that the bum's owner was on the other leg, then re-assumed his reading as if nothing at all had happened. He probably figured that it was totally natural for the totties to begin throwing themselves upon the lap of Cutty Mordaunt 'round this time of year.

Jos was back, better than before. Josie 2.0 or should it have been 3.0? Either way, there would be no need for anyone to correct her English -because there was no way in hell she was dropping her accent- and no need to correct her on her style. She had studied up and was very very prepared to join in on gossip conversations and style advise. She had even sorta tamed her hair.

Anyway, she was looking for those twits since they never bothered to tell her they were changing cars and she, being Josie was going to pop open every compartment door in search of her "friends". "'ave yer s-" She paused at the couple in the corner and made a face. It wasn't disgust, it wasn't intrigue. It was just a face. How older were they even? That girls chest was flatter than her own and the boy, he wasn't even paying attention to his girlfriend. He was physically checked out from what she could see. Some couple. Oh- she was staring "Sorry yeh? Joost lookin' fer some fri- young old man?" His ears. Even as an aged little Wizard, those ears were unmistakable. "Oh bullocks." She laughed "I almos' didn' recognise ye- yer young agen." She grinned and walked in "'Oo's yer bird?" She smiled at the flat chested skinny legged girl.

But who was she to talk? "Was' yer name again? Cuddy?" She grinned "Josie- in case yer fergot- dun wantcher to feel embarrassed 'bout dat." She smiled at everyone in the compartment. They'd benefit from knowing her name too since she was encroaching on their space.

Vinnie just watched the world pass by for a while. Whenever she was on a train she couldnt stop but wonder. What was behind, what was in the middle, what was about to come? Like you left one place and you couldnt see it but it was still there, still the same. The world was fascinating. Or maybe she was weird. Both were fine with her.

Feeling the need to drink something, the brunette got out her special cup from her handbag. It said „ Its just water i swear“ and whenever she looked at it, it made her laugh. What brought the girls thoughts back to the party. This was totally the right way to start the year and build up a rep. Throwing the best party of the year at the beginning of the year. Yep. And they would have burger pizza, like how much better could it get?!

Just as she got lost in the world rushing by again, the Slytherin heard someone speak. Probably to her, cause she was the only one in the compartment. She blinked and looked at the person in front of her. Jun! „ It seems like you are“, she grinned,“ and i was gonna say the best comes last. Shame.“ But they had so much time to plan now, this was gonna be fab. Charlotte would totally hate them. Grin.

Oh yes, we can go to see the Quidditch matches and to root for ours House!But I think the students of the first year can't play Quidditch..But we can learn to fly this year: it's fantastic!.. ( I hope that I'm not feeling dizzy!!!). The subject best fascinating for me is: "Charm Class"! During the summer I have read something about the spells (how to flick and wave a wand..).. but I look forward to use my wand: a marvelous 11 ¾ whippy English Oak wand with the core of a Unicorn Hair..!And you? What wand has choosen you?"

Angel had expected the boy to ask her to move, but well even if it had only been an accident the fact that he wasn't asking her to leave meant she could stay on his lap right, because she was a bit scared of all this, there were way too many students on this train and she had no idea how they all fitted on the train.

"So did you have a good summer?" Angel decided to ask the boy, she thought it would be polite to ask him that, she loved being polite and she totally thought that this guy was amazing and very friendly. She just hoped that the guy would still be friendly once they got to Hogwarts because she had loads of questions to ask.

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What was this girl saying about birds? She was defiantly no bird, didn't the other lady see that she was a human been, seriously did the girl need glasses or something.

Angel though returned the smile and then just decided to wait on the guy to speak, she was a bit shy now that this other girl was here, were they dating each other and she was sitting on his knee, how embarrassing that would be if they were.

Lux could totally relate to liking dresses, because she herself had been finding them more and more appealing as time went on. "At the start of last term, I never wanted to be in a dress ever, and by the end of it, I was loving them." It was amazing how growing up worked, and how she was finally starting to understand people like her sister Willa, who loved fashion. "I haven't really had much experience dancing, most of what I've done is my own little dances." Not an embarrassing confession, since a lot of people had seen her bust out random dances when she was happy or excited. "When we did the dancing lessons last term, Louis and Sander told me that I was a natural, and that was my first time doing real dances and not something I made up." Maybe it would be fun for her to take more lessons! The thought of having some more shoes was really appealing, and Ana was a wonderful friend for offering. "I am a 6 1/2. I used to be a 6 last term!" If they were too big - which was a real possibility - they could always be resized.

The compliment made Lux blush slightly. She did not think she was all that pretty or anything, though people did compliment her on her looks. "My mom is really pretty. I've seen older pictures of her, and she looked a lot like I do now." Seemed that Ana took more after her grandmother, and Lux took after her mother. It was funny how genetics worked like that sometimes. When she was younger, she thought that everyone simply took after their parents, and that was that. Nodding along, she tried her best to keep track with all the members of her friend's family since there seemed to be quite a bit of them; hopefully one day she would meet Ana's siblings and parents. The thought of a doppelgänger was rather interesting, if not strange. "So you could also meet someone on the street that looks as if they could be your twin? Hypothetically speaking of course. Maybe not everyone has a doppelgänger?" How weird it would be if she was in Diagon Alley and spotted a girl who looked the exact same as her!

Listening as Ana talked about Terry and cucumber sandwiches, Lux nodded along. "People sometimes share sandwiches?" It was not something that she had ever thought of doing. It seemed very unlikely that her and Bay would ever do that unless it was turkey or something; he really did make nice turkey sandwiches. "I know that everyone has different tastes and that it's good to respect that. I learned it last term." See, she was growing!

Yaaay, another hug! Smiling, Lux returned it before getting more serious at the talk of Bart. "He is doing much better now, though I haven't seen him in a little while." Lux wondered where her buddy was, and hoped that she would be able to find him soon. "He had his stroke in class, and I felt so bad because I didn't notice it at the time." That was something she still felt a little bad about.