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Having finished with Arabella's trunk, Jake had gone off to check his trunk still had his favourite lock on it; the magical padlock he'd picked up from a seedy looking dude just off the portkey site at one of the historic landmarks Jake had visited. Kazi had checked the lock and declared it okay, so Jake now used it for his trunk. Nobody was getting in there... BWAHAHAHAHA*coughsplutterchoke*
Strolling down the train again looking for someone familiar, Jake happened upon two young girls he'd recently met, who appeared to be conversing. And kind of blocking the way.
So Jake... hung back. They might not want to speak to him. He was old and uncool.
Like his dad.
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Saz Hale Arabella-Marie smiled and said "It's all good then, I am Arabella and you are?" Arabella-Marie thought may as well make some more friends while she was on the road back to Hogwarts even though she couldn't stop thinking about her mum
Out of the corner of her eye, Sierra saw someone else, a
very tall someone else, approaching her and the girl who'd just ran into her. She slowly turned to the side, almost worried that she was about to get hit again, when she saw that the person approaching them was none other than that Hufflepuff boy she'd met in the potions shop.
Oh, this was the one who was giving her a
ring! Sierra wanted that ring. Really, she did. It was a Slytherin ring, but she had to actually get
sorted into Slytherin in order to get it. Which of course meant that it'd soon be hers.
"Oh, hey, Ja---Jake? Jake!" she said, nearly calling him Jack for some reason.
Laughing a little, she said,
"Sorry. Hey, Jake. We in the way?" she asked, moving back a little. Or maybe he wanted to stick around for a little bit? That'd be cool, too. Despite the fact that Jake was a Hufflepuff, he was a pretty cool guy. He was a seventh year, too!
She turned away from Jake when the girl, the one standing on the
other side of her, introduced herself. Sierra supposed that was the least the girl could do after nearly knocking her over.
"Oh, cool. My sister's name is Anna Bella, which is sort of similar. I'm Sierra Greingoth," she replied.
"What year are you in?" The girl looked a little older than Sierra, but not by too many years. She'd give her second or third year, probably.