Eliza couldn't help but laugh just a little bit with Evan, his "tardiness" and apparent aprehension of it.

She watched as he said his goodbyes to his parents. Evan's mom reminded Eliza of her mother just moments before when they said their goodbyes. What was it with mothers and letting go of their children? And it's not like they were moving to Timbuktoo or anything. They'd be back. They'll all be back once the year is over.

She grinned at the sight of Evan and his father. There was the thing with mothers and then the thing with fathers and their sons. Eliza couldn't relate -- she always had a loving relationship with her father. Not that Evan and his father didn't have a loving relationship. The definately did, but boys have a thing about showing affection.

Eliza caught eyes with Evan's parents, and she gave them an eagar wave as the two students set off for the train.

"It is rather exciting," she asked him regarding the excitement of their last year. "But also very sentimental. Don't you feel like we've only just started our magical schooling? I think you're glasses were thicker 6 years ago --" she added with a splutter of laughter.

*Jason walked up to the train with his parents by his side. His dad looked proud as ever of his son being a wizard. While his mum was fixing his shirt and hair. He tried to wave her off but she wouldn't let him go.*

Are you ready for your last year son? *Mr. Arrows asked. He was wearing a dark black suit and looked just like Jason only older.*

"For the... what is it 7th... time since we left the house and 59th time this summer Yes." *He laughed and tried to peel his mum away from his hair.*

Must you always wear your hair like that Jay Jay? You look homeless with it all flipp- *Mrs. Arrows was a small light brown haired woman with a smile that was always filled with worry.*

"I like it mum! Please stop." *He laughed and hugged her.*

"I'll be alright, I'm a big boy now." *At these words Mrs. Arrows started to cry and hugged Jason tighter.*

My baby boy... *She pulled away and rubbed her eyes.*

Now do you have enough socks? You have all your books? Did you pack enough underwear!? *He laughed again.*

"Mum please do not yell the word underwear or say it again ... ever. I have everything-" *He kissed her on the cheek.*

"-I love you." He then turned to his father and shook his hand.*

"I'll see you soon dad."

Be good son, study hard. Next year you will be working at the Ministry just like your uncle. *Jason's uncle Samson was a part of the Testing Spells dept. While working in the dept Jason's Uncle Samson lost his left ear and a toe nail on his right big toe. Mr. Arrows looked up to his elder wizard brother and hoped that his own son would but just like Samson. Jason still didn't have the heart to tell him what he really wanted to do after school.*

"Ummm yeah, sure." *He looked over and acted like he saw some of his friends.*

"Oh look there's Eliza and Evan!" *With one last hug and kiss he ran off. The place was so full of people that he had not really seen Eliza or Evan he just had to get away from his father and the thought of being like his uncle. After a few minutes of looking he found them.*

"Hey guys."

Evan chuckled with Eliza. "Yeah. These past six years have really flown by, but I think I'm just about ready to move on. You know? I'm 17. I'm an adult now. It's time for me to start my career. Er...well..almost. I think I can stand a year of fun before that happens."

He smirked at his friend. Who said he couldn't have one last year of nothing but fun? He was going to make the best of it.

"Don't make fun of my glasses!" Evan said (in a VERY nerdy tone...all nasally and whatnot). "My glasses are stylin'!" He started laughing even more, which caused him to snort. Ugg. What a dork.

"I'm ready though. Whatever this year throws at me, I'm going to take it."

He had just finished hoisting his luggage onto the racks and motioned for Eliza to lead them to their normal compartment.

Just as he was about to turn around, Evan spotted Jason out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, Jason!" he called, waving. "Hurry up! Eliza and I are heading to the compartment!"

*Jason nodded and pulled his pack over his shoulder and ran inside after them. The 3 walked down the train until Jason found an open compartment.*

"This looks good." *He opened the door and walked in and sat down by the window.*

"Yes! I get the window seat!" *He punched the air with a smile. It was then that he looked out the window to see his mum right next to it waving at him.*

"Ahhhh!" *He jumped up with a start and landed on the floor.*

Damien had waited about ten minutes, when more people began swarming onto the platform and towards the waiting crimson train.

His friend James soon came and sat down next to him, enquiring whether he'd be able to sleep on the train.

"Without the aid of prescription drugs or magic? I highly doubt it James, the amount of racket that alway gets made every single year, you can barely hear yourself think, let alone sleep! I'd be happy to knock you out though, if it helps!" he joked, giving James a friendly slap on the back. "Still, wanna find a compartment, I really don't want to sit out here much longer..." he said, exsaperatedly/

Damien turned his head to James, and shrugged.

"Might as well, eh?" he said, standing up and moving over to Rosalie. She was good looking, true, but, to be honest, he really didn't want to commit himself to the one particular person. He enjoyed being adored and fawned over by the entire female populous of the school. Still, no harm in flashing what he had. He grinned at her.

"Had a good summer Rosalie?" he asked.

Eliza smiled at Evan as he spoke of wanting to have some fun for a year after school was done. She couldn't blame him -- if anyone deserved to have some fun in their life is was Evan Chan. He studied so hard every single day they were in school and his marks showed it. He was ranked number 1 out of all the students in this seventh year.

She laughed and rolled her eyes playfully as he retorted about his glasses, and then just before boarding the train, Evan called out to Jason.

The three friends made their way onto the train, and Eliza was eager to find Xan. It'd been a while since they could gossip girlishly about anything. Along the way she passed a compartment full of a few students she was acquainted with. There was Rosalie -- enough said about her. James and --

Eliza blinked and nearly stopped traffic in the middle of the hallway. It was that boy -- the one she saw standing alone on the platform. The one who was fearful handsome. The one she'd never seen before.

The commotion behind her snapped her out of her trance and she coninuted a little ways until Eliza, Evan and Jason found the usual compartment they always sat in -- usually towards the middle -- perfect timing for the food trolly when it came around. The boys were usually happy about that.

Eliza could see Xan already sitting down and skipped into the compartment with Jason and Evan close behind. "Helloooo" she called in a sing-song voice. "And here I thought I was going to be the very first one today. Evan was running late -- blamed it on his dog," she added with a bit of laughter, taking a seat next to Xan.

"Seventh year," she said with a smile. "How was your holiday?" she added as she poked her head outside the door to get a better look at the compartment with the Slytherin students.

HEY! names Paul a friend of Brandon... can I join? just tell me who to play and Il do it!

He really wanted to say, terrible, not spoken to my father at all, was completely drunk out of my mind for half of it, and asleep for the other, but he knew, of course, that one, no one would believe him because he seemed too perfect to have a life like that, and two, if they did believe him, a judgement such as that was something that he didn't want. So, instead, he lied.

"Eh, can't complain. Same old, same old. So, last year, what are you planning to do with it?" he asked her.

*He pulled himself up and sat down covering his face. He waved a little to his mum and mumbled Pull away train... come on.... He turned hoping his friends didn't see or start laughing.*

"Hey Xan, didn't see you there." *He turned to listen to his friends and to catch up.*

She thought about what she would say...I plan to cause mayham and make sure no girl will steal you away...But knew that it would sound nothing like the real Rosalie. Instead she said, "Maybe cause a little mayham and do anything to be good enough for the Ministry of Magic."

"Ministry? Someone's got high hopes..." he smirked, partly to himself. "I'd never get into the Ministry, got a bit of a dislike for authority. But the mayhem bit, maybe. Go out with a bit of a bang, as it were." he added, already thinking on the kinda stuff he was planning on getting up to.

Rosalie punched Damien on his arm, but not very hard--more like a friendly punched, "Oh shut up! Can't blame a girl for dreaming about being the next Minister. Sadly I didn't plan any mayhem, I was hoping for you to plan something."

Apparently Rosalie knew who this guy was -- Eliza was still peeking around the compartment door across the hall to where the group of Slytherins sat. She blinked and tilted her head cusiously. How is it that she's never seen him before? Was he a transfer? He couldn't be -- Rosalie and James were both talking with him as if the three were the bestest friends.

She scooted to the end of her seat, right next to the door to try and get a better look. Why she was so intent on knowing who he was, she wasn't entirely sure. Eliza knew -- everyone her age at Hogwarts. Knew them by name at least.

"Oh don't you worry yourself, I think something will come to me in the near future, no doubt about that!" he said, laughing. "And wouldn't it be Ministress, or something like that?" he added. It may have been slightly cruel mocking her aspirations, but what the hell, it was funny, wasn't it?

He began to twirl the tie he wore, black today, with the word anarchy in blood red letters draped across it, between his fingers, contemplating whether to change into his robes now, or when the train was moving.

Sorry Guys! Didnt want to interupt but gotta post a bio!

Name: Sam McGuire
Age: 17
Year: 7th
Appearance:

Personality: Sam is a wide open guy. He can never shut his mouth. His best friend is Cole and he spends most of his time with him and his girlfriend. Sometimes he may be a bit too loud. He doesnt think before espeaks which can be a bad thing. He always stands up for his friends though and never has a problem saying what he thinks.

Family History: Both his parents are pure-blood. His whole line of family is pure-blood. Although they are they dont brag about it and dont worry abot it. They dont care what kind of blood you are. They are not poor but they are not rich. They make enough money to get by. Sam has no brothers and sisters. He is an only child and he dont mind

*Jason turned to look at Eliza.*

"Oi, what you lookin at?" *He crossed his arms and sat back watching her. He had met Eliza on the train ride they're first year. She was normaly talking his ear off by now.*

"Eliza...?" *He got up and looked out the door but saw nothing, only some students talking and getting seated.*

"Whatever Damien!" Rosalie cried coolly. "My point is you can't blame a girl for dreaming. Gosh!" Rosalie gazed at the tie he wore today. She began to love it, thinking it looked cool on him. "Nice tie. Is it new?"

"No, I suppose I can't really, can I?" Damien said, giving the impression of not really caring.

He gazed down at the tie, and said, "Yeah, I quite like it," matter of factly, "picked it up in Camden, got quite a few like it. Thinking whether or not to change into my robes or not. Do I want to do it while the train is moving, or can I be bothered now?" he wondered aloud. He was unconciously aware of being watched, but the same thing happened to him all the time, so he learned to disregard it.

Evan followed Jason into the compartment, finding Xan there already. "Oi! Jason! You know I need a window seat to see when I read! I don't wear these glasses for no reason, you know."