Originally Posted by macaroni

Isla had mentioned another word Alexia had never heard of. Muggleborn. At least this one was easier to decipher than the last word. Kneazle. She still wasn't entirely convinced that kneazle was a real word! Although, she guessed if she had to describe the animal that Isla was pointing at, kneazle fit. But this word:

Muggleborn.

Born as a muggle.

A muggle had to be something that described her, but didn't fit Isla. Something you were born as. And something that she had been talking about this entire time for Isla to get it so quick.

Oh!

It was so obvious!

"Yeah, both my parents are normal -er- non wizardy people." Was saying normal like that offensive? Was it implying that they weren't normal? It felt oddly offensive. "No offense, but I'm kind of glad I am." Yes, Alexia knew how that sounded. Her point was going to make sense. She swore it. "You guys have like this whole world going on, so it's really cool to get to see that with, like, new eyes." Yeah, that didn't sound any better. "At least this way I can never get bored." She let out a chuckle and took a quick glance out of the window before looking back at Isla. How fast was this train going anyway? How soon would they be at Hogwarts? She liked talking to Isla, but she was getting slightly fidgety. She had to use the restroom. And the fact that she didn't eat a lot yet today was starting to make itself known in her stomach.

She decided to just focus in on what Isla was saying. There would hopefully be a bathroom and food when she got there. That was like, the law, right? There had to be bathrooms and food at school.

"Any house will do, I think." She giggled again. Alexia assumed that all of the houses did something for her education. So any house where she fit in. Fitting in was quite important, you know. "I'm kind of more excited about meeting the people." She kind of swept her hand across in a circle when she said people, as if highlighting a large group. The people she was going to have fun and good times with.

Alexia was glad that there were so many clubs and activities to do at Hogwarts. It would keep her from getting bored, and keep her occupied so she wouldn't get homesick. That was kind of her worst fear going forward. That she was going to get homesick and have to go home and then be the person who dropped out of a cool new school. That wasn't her.

"That's sweet, that the cat keeps you from missing your mom." She had something similar in her bag to keep her from missing her mother, folded up in one of her sweaters. It was a family photo, her favorite family photo actually.

Alexia was thinking about more things to ask about Hogwarts when she heard someone push open the compartment door. Not expecting anybody else, she turned her attention towards the door, where another person was standing. Was this one of Isla's friends?

"Oh, hi!" Alexia waved the hand closest to the newcomer in a rainbow motion, checking out her chipped green glitter nail polish as she did. It felt like it was on her nails forever by now. Why was it that the last bits of nail polish never wanted to go away?

Alexia didn't see a reason why this person couldn't join their little group.She seemed nice as well, if not nervous. Or was she fidgeting because she had to use the bathroom as well? However, it still felt polite to ask Isla. After all, she was here first, and she might have people coming later that she reserved seats for. She glanced at Isla, trying to gauge her reaction before she said anything

Originally Posted by Nat nat

Lou Ysobelle Hopkins, you have to pull yourself together, she thought as she gladly made her way unto the station and hopped into the Hogwarts express.

A magical train taking me to a magical school, she silently squealed with her eyes beaming with excitement. Her heart is bouncing like it's about to burst because of joy. This is the day she had been waiting for since she received her letter apart from buying her school stuffs.

With her petite and small form, she easily squeezed her way through the throng of students forming along the train corridor, finding their way to an empty compartment, chatting with their friends and just watching others get settled in.

Where do I sit? she looked around. Do they need a seat number or they can seat wherever they like? What if there are no more seats for her? Where would she go? She had a lot of question in her mind. This is all new for her, but this is an exciting adventure. A whole new world awaits, dear Lou Ysobelle. Far from her old boring school filled with bullies.

Her bright round eyes peered through the front car compartments she passed by and found them to be taken by happily chatting students. She was hoping to find an empty one as she went along however it seemed hopeless with the growing number of students boarding. She continued to make her way to the middle part of the train with fingers crossed. She wasn't very fond of the thought of riding at the back.

Make some friends. Make some friends. She kept telling herself the idea that she needed to make new friends to be able to find a good seat. Okay. she was definitely talking to herself. However, come to think of it,
How awesome it would be to share the ride with some newfound magical friends, she thought.

So without any hesitation, she pushed open a compartment door and smiled at the two young students who are already comfortably seated. With a puzzling look in her face, she began to brandish her right hand to give them a friendly wave, however thought of herself like a fool so she had to stop it with her left hand. She hid her hands behind her and wringed them together.

"Errr, Hi!!!" She beamed and looked at the two girls. "Hello, I am Lou Ysobelle Hopkins," she nervously mumbled. "Do you mind if I join you?" she fidgeted. "I was hoping to find an empty compartment but I didn't really want to sit at the back car." The reason behind that, was one of horror movie she watched when she was young. She believed the train could get lost or lead them somewhere else, the people at the back of the train are usually the ones left and they'd be fed to a monster-like-being.

She caught a glimpse of a little creature that seemed familiar from one of the shops in Diagon Alley. She got a furry plump white cat and named her, Fia. The cat is sleeping in her bag, which made it a little heavy.