"Oh, Norway?" she asked. "How did that go?" she asked. She didn't exactly have family anywhere...that she knew of, anyway. So she was always just stuck at home during the summer. She'd never traveled anywhere before.

She then shrugged. "It was rather boring. I just stayed home for it all pretty much...just like every summer." she replied with a small chuckle.

"How about all of the above?" Okay, the lady one might be a bit of an exaggeration, but they had their spats as a kid. Garrick was Benjy's closest mate, but also his biggest rival. It was just how they rolled. Which, come to think of it, was kinda punny given their shared love of skateboarding. A smile curled on Benjamin's lips.

He might have grimaced a little at that. Only a little though, since he definitely wasn't a wimp. "You were babysitting her pet chocolate frog?" Seriously, what was wrong with a real one? A chocolate one was just asking for someone to eat it, or it melt, or simply escape. This led him to two questions. "What sort of accident? ... and why didn't you just buy a replacement?" Surely one frog would be as chocolaty and emotionally attached as another? Though he'd never attempted to keep one, so he couldn't be entirely sure.

... had she SERIOUSLY just suggested that? "Probably," he said with a nod. "But I actually quite like him, so it wouldn't really be an option..." As for polyjuice, week it was a curious v is all right, but he really didn't fancy masquerading as Garrick. He'd actually have to be excruciatingly charming. He might suffocate from the sweetness of it all.

Lex nodded slowly at that. All of them huh? So definitely more of a friend than an enemy to the guy. It kinda left her wondering why he was so cross earlier when she mentioned that she ran into him. Would he have answered if she asked? Probably not and she wasn't in the mood to have him scowling again.

See!

Look at that! Even he found it strange!! She nodded a couple times, glad he was just as taken aback by the whole thing as she had first bird. "It's a rather odd thought but yes, his name was Frank and he liked to sleep in his wrapper...he liked sitting on her head too." What was she saaaaying? It was a piece of chocolate! It didn't like anything but the inside of people's stomachs!!! "It was going good at first, we...er...bonded? Is that what you do with those things?" Because you know, she ATE them. Just saying.

As for the accident... "Let's just say...uh...Frank went splat and never had any hope of hopping again so I did him a....a favour? Yeah, one of those. Really he'd be thanking me if he wasn't already digested but she won't see it like that. I'm doomed." She sighed a bit before continuing. "Believe me, if it were that simple I wouldn't have been sitting on the floor, eating a cookie and contemplating just how short my life has been."

Ah and there was another problem. He actually liked the guy. Meant he wouldn't have broken anything. She could almost understand. She liked half her cousins and that half she wouldn't hurt. That half. Guess that meant the polyjuice was a no too? "Have you told your Mum that it annoys you?"

"Yea, I was born in Oslo." Wade smiled as she questioned him."Lived there up until last year." Guess he forgot to mentioned that.. Ah well. "Well, I flew around with my Uncle Walter and cousin Luc for Quidditch practice and went to the beach a few times. It was fun overall." Wade then opened the bag of crisps he got before offering one to Ronnie. "Want one?"

His brows furrowed a bit. "Sorry to hear that." Wade didn't think anyone should have a boring vacation. An idea formed as his brows raised. "I know it's.. very early to ask, but do you have anything planned during the winter break?"

Lucas wanted some lollies, or a drink. He was jittery and anxious. Being scolded didn't sit well with him. In fact, he hated it. And his parents had given it to him good. Making a face, he stared at the snack shelf in front of him wondering what to get.

"Oh, really? So did you attend a different school?" she asked. He must have... she hadn't really seen him before in her first few years. She always wondered what it was like to transfer schools.

She smiled as he offered a crisp. "Yeah, thank you!" she said, taking one and eating it. Mmmm! She loved these. She hadn't had them in such a long time!

She then shrugged. "Eh, it's okay I guess." she was pretty much used to staying home all summer by now. She shook her head at his next question. "No...I don't think I am. Why'd you ask?" she asked curiously, cocking her head slightly.

Thank goodness for cab drivers! Hers had been kind enough to help her load her things onto a trolley and get her inside. After tipping him and thanking him immensely Bay had wandered around a bit. She was early and had some time yet before she needed to find her platform.

A bright stand caught her eye that looked as if it held food so the 11 year old made a bee line for it. Coming up next to a boy who looked about her age she looked over the selection. Unfortunately he was standing right in front of the red hots and those were her favorites! Fidgetting a bit she finally plucked up the courage to speak.

"'Scuse me. Would you mind handing me a box of Red Hots? Your standing right in front of them."

"Yeah, I was at Durmstrang," Wade nodded before laughing softly. "it was way stricter there." Not that he cared that much, just a simple fact.

"You're welcome." Wade smiled, it was nice sharing. As he ate a crisp from the same bag after as he listened. No plans, then? "Well, if you still want some surfing lessons.. My dad and I could teach you then."

Lucas frowned at the candy in front of him. He didn't really like muggle candy and everything in front of him was so foreign. What were Melting Moments and did they melt your tongue? It was a real possibility. Crazy Muggles, were always up to weird stuff like that. They would probably think it was funny. He was just about to go for the safe bet of salt and vinegar crisps, when he heard someone approach and then speak after a beat.

Pivoting he came to face the young girl before flashing a glance back at the wall of candy. She wanted him to get her what? Lucas gulped. Errr...?

He didn't want to look stupid for not knowing a specific candy, especially because this muggle(?) girl was probably going to laugh at him for it.

"Where," he asked, slowly, "would they be?" And then he gestured to the wall indignantly.

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When Christina asked why he didn't buy something to eat he shrugged his shoulders. "Don't have money" and then he realized what he had said and felt that his cheeks began to blush "i-mean-i-don't-have-it-with-me-right-now!" he said in a hurried lie.

Born in Australia? Wow! The Slytherin had thought that she was from Asia. Because of her appearance but then again, even Daichi was born and raised in England. He listened to which countries she had been to and his mind traveled to his mother who had been a Korean as well. "My mum was a Korean too" he mumbled before the topic went to France.

"I've been to France last summer for a vacation!" he said,rather excitedly and could just stop his arms from flailing up and down. He was a seventh year now! "We went to the eiffeltower! You've been there as well? And we've been rafting in Gorgie du veson or something (gorge du verdon)" he liked that vacation.

"I see." She commented when he said that he didn't have money to buy food, even he corrected his statement. "You mean, you don't have pounds, right?" Because this was still muggle area and they couldn't use galleons. They need muggle currency and Christina just have a few of it. "I was about buy anything else but I ran out of them." Then she munched back her hot dogs. "Hey, don't they have the place to sell food at the train?" Suddenly she asked him.

"France is nice." She smiled. "I went to Eiffel tower too often maybe because I'm slightly bored of it." She chuckled. It was true, she often went there with Vivian, taking so many good pictures and enjoying the sight while eating macaroons. She missed her elder sister, Vivian still lived there because she worked there now. Did he also mention Gorges du Verdon? "Gorges du verdon is beautiful too! You visited so many beautiful place in France." She beamed. She missed France since she moved here but she started enjoying England. At least, the people here were nice and she didn't need using any other foreign language.

"By the way, what year are you now?" Suddenly she asked. He didn't mention his year at Hogwarts before, did he? But if she could guess, he's sixth year now. Or maybe seventh year.

Bay waited patiently as the boy looked at first her and then the wall of goodies. He seemed a bit nervous standing there staring at the candy selection. Maybe he was shy? She'd met enough kids her age who didn't even like to speak let alone be spoken to. Her up bringing at wrung that out of her quick.

His question made her frown a bit. Well, you had to have a specific taste for Red Hots so maybe it wasn't strange for him to NOT know what they were. The 11 year old point at the red and yellow bow close to his right side. "The box with the flames and such. They aren't really all that hot but I love the cinnamon flavor of them."

Maybe conversation would set him at ease. Bay fidgeted while she waited and pulled out her ticket emblazoned with the Platform number and checked the time. She still had a couple minutes yet.

She looked at him with sadness as he said it was stricter. "Aww, that's too bad. I'm sorry." she said. "So you like it at Hogwarts, I take it?" she asked. Of course, how could you not like it? It was such an amazing place!

Ronnie's face lit up at what he said about surfing lessons. "Wow, really? I'd love that!" she said with a bright smile. That would definately be very fun! How nice of Wade to do that for her...he was a cool friend.

It's, how you say.." Now did he like Hogwarts?" "never a dull moment here." Of course he did. "I can't imagine all the stuff I missed out on over the years here." Wade was definitely not talking about the homework, heh.

"Sweet." He was happy that Ronnie was going for it. He was going to make sure she had a good time learning. "I'll just let my dad know when I get the chance."He then let had another crisp, giving it a satisfying crunch. "So.. also, about that painting you offered to do." Wade had been thinking about it for a while. "Have you painted people before?"

Lucas fidgeted while the girl frowned. There it was. The inevitable Muggle response. He rubbed the back of his neck anxiously. "Hot Cinnamon?" he asked, slowly. The sounded gross. Even more gross than Cockroach clusters.

He turned though, reaching for the box and handing it to her as he saw her ticket. His eyes widened and he looked around suspiciously before whispering, "Are you going to.." he frowned conspiratorially, "You know where?"

Geeezzz the guy acted like he had never heard of cinnamon before. Well, again not everyone liked the same kind of sweets right? She just happened to like things hot and cinnamon was always good.

She smiled as he grabbed the right box and handed it to her. Fishing some change out of her bag she handed it to the cashier and then gave the boy an odd look. Then she remembered her ticket and her eyes lite up. His tone though suggested it was some top secret location...or maybe the looney bin.

Dropping her voice to match his conspiratorial tone she looked at him seriously. "If you mean the school for "special" people...then yes. I am." She winked at him and then held out her small hand. "Bay Turner."

This was definitely strange. Here he was on his last year in Hogwarts, wearing the necklace that he had found in his first time getting lost in the Room of Requirement during his first year. Now he felt sweaty all over out of nervousness. What was there to be nervous about? This was going to be his last year. He shouldn't be... too... Ah, whatever. I'll get over it.

This was Mitchell Arios Grande on his seventh and final year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. With his wavy brown hair and his matured figure, he felt like a child in a strange world. His sister and parents were still in the Public Square. But Mitch was waiting for a friend. Where is he?

She assisted Father who pushed her cart, he and Aphrodite moves towards The Western Concourse. There along with her brothers, Mother had waited for them while their looking for a seat to wait. Father gave Aphrodite few galleons to buy her a cake or favorite candies. As she waved to Mother, she moved towards the counter which is located swept.

Blah blah blah. Those annoying thoughts simply WILL NOT go away, would they? Huff.

Zeke marched his way towards where his friend said they'd be meeting, dragging his luggages behind him. He didn't really have that much stuff to pack. A few robes, clothes, towels, and whatnot. Enoughs to survive his last year in Hogwarts at the very least.

Approaching the place, he offered his fellow Gryffindor a smile as he spotted him from the crowd of people walking in every direction. It has been a while since he has met someone both of his own house, age, and gender. Hogwarts just seemed to be a place teeming with girls of all ages and personalities. As a guy, he should be appreciating that. But no. The only one that's caught his eye would be Gwen. A rude girl who seemed to hate his guts for all possible reasons. "Hey!" he shouted and waved, then proceeded to continue walking towards Mitch.

"Frank the chocolate frog?" Benjy couldn't help stare as her as if she'd gone slightly mad. Except it wasn't her that had decided to keep and name a chocolate frog. Had the Gryffie Captain taken a bludger to the head? "Didn't it just well, melt on her head?" Chocolate frogs were only good for one thing in Benjy's opinion: eating.

He couldn't help but let a chuckle out at Frank's desmise. "So, basically...you ate him to put him out of his misery?" Benjy tilted his head. "Sounds like a mercy killing to me." He cross his arms across his chest. "So why won't replacing him work, exactly?" Surely one chocolate frog look just like another. Not that Benjy ever studied them - he tended just to unwrap and eat them. Dallying was just asking for one to hop away. And that was a waste of good chocolate. "Surely she wouldn't actually...y'know, go that far. Might blank you for a bit, of course, or chase you down with a beater's bat..."

He wasn't helping, was he?

Not that she was helping him with his problem. "No. But I'm sure she knows..." He shrugged. "I'm just glad to be going back to Hogwarts."

Even as he said it she found it sounding more and more ridiculous. It was almost like he was mocking her with it. Yeah we see the look. Knock it off, yeah? She wasn't a 'chocolate frogs are pets' advocate, simply a girl who wanted to help her friend. Too bad it totally backfired but oh well. "He was pretty good with the whole not melting thing. I put him on my head too and he didn't make it particularly chocolatey so I'm assuming that's a success?" At this point she didn't know what to make of any of it.

Ooohhhhh!!! There he went understanding again. This dude was good.

"Exactly! A mercy killing. He wouldn't have ever hopped again. How many chocolate frogs do you know would have preferred a life like that?" She could answer that herself. None. In fact she was sure they also didn't like not being eaten. There was that question too. "Because Frank wasn't just some chocolate frog you unwrapped and munched on--granted he used to be but not anymore, see, when I let him play with my other chocolate frogs," who were all eaten shortly afterwards thank you very much, "I realized that he looked different and I'm sure she can tell the difference too." Alice would just know.

"Pfft, she won't do that. My Mama Vivi wouldn't be very happy with her if she did and she doesn't want to upset Vivi so I'm pretty safe in that regards." As for him. Pity if his mother knew because it meant she probably didn't care. Pity indeed. "There's always that and there's tons to do so you'll be quite well entertained." GRIN. Hogwarts was an adventure in and of itself.

She smiled. "I'm glad you like it and I'm glad we go to the same school! We'll have to hang out more." she said with a small nod. "Perhaps maybe just walk around or fly on the pitch sometime?" she asked. She always loved riding brooms with her friends.

"Okay! Sounds good." she said with a bright smile. She couldn't wait! This would totally be awesome. She then blinked when he mentioned the painting she had offered. Oh yeah! She had almost forgotten about that...heh. She then nodded. "Yeah, I have." she answered.

Mitch was able to spot his only guy friend in the crowd but he couldn't help wonder why his friend looked a bit annoyed. Maybe something was bugging him but maybe he shouldn't bother it. He fixed up a smile, filled with a bit of relief by the sight of his friend waving at him since he has not made much friends who could meet up with him before entering Hogwarts. Mitchell did not have his luggage with him because her sister Mina was pushing it towards the Public Square where her parents were. He was a bit worried about his little sister since his stuff was probably too heavy for her but she will be fine. Probably.

"Hey, Zeke! Good to see ya. How've you been, bro? Haven't seen you in ages!" said the brown haired lad, a bit nervous.

"Hey!" he smiled at his friend, letting his luggage stand on its own. Casual shrug. "Fine, I guess. The whole amnesia business still hasn't rubbed off." Anyway, he did not want to remember anything from his past. LOLJK. Zeke hated his current life. For all the reasons he could think of. Especially the recent mess he's involved himself in. At least he remembers Evie...and that he's a wizard. For the most part, he remembers where he lives. So I guess that's somehow good. But he lives alone with no clue on where his family is or why they're not with him.

HE NEEDS ANSWERS. But before he could even find an answer, more questions begin to come up. Curiosity is endless, they say. It's true. Sadly.

Mitch sported a "be a good friend and don't be so awkward" look but immediately turned into his casual almost-serious face after Zeke mentioned his amnesia. He was totally new about Zeke's case and got a bit worried but tried to stay as calm as possible. "Amnesia? Since when? Man, we haven't seen each other for a long time and I'm surprised that you can still remember me. How'd it happen?"

Food. Mo knew there was a trolley on the train, and that food was coming soon, but he still wanted pre-train food. There were several shops on the concourse that offered food, and Mo was scouting. The perk of taking himself to the train meant he could wander the entire terminal before finally making his way through the wall and looking for his friends.

Oh, chips. He really wanted chips.