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Kristen Cheng is the first year student of Hogwarts, she is a bit lost in the beginning then she eventually finds the 9/13 platform. When she is relieved when she got into the train with her heavy trunk and a cage for both owl and cat. She does not know anyone, she finds a seat and she sits there quietly staring out of the window. She sees so much new students and they make her feel very nervous.
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Willie was looking at the older girl, his sweet yet suspicious smile. He wouldn't want her to rat him out or get behind his case with doing what he did to Ti. He was happy, and really he didn't need anyone to burst the bubble he was in. If it was burst, then ears will eventually be murdered. It's horrific, yes.
"Yeaaah, 'eth me stupid brothah." Willie grumbled, the scowl returning to his face. He really didn't want to talk about Garret, the stupid bum. He was very content in staying here and talking to Ti and convincing him that he did need his protection, if you could call it that. His eyes flickered back at the younger boy, wondering if he was mouthing words to the older girl, but thankfully he didn't. Willie grinned.
His brow slowly lifted and his eyes darkened once Jake announced that he wasn't staying here. He saw Willie 'assault' this boy, Ti. He wouldn't let him go now, or he would just for the older girl's sake and talk to him in their dorms. A lazy smile grew on his lips at that thought. Jake was only two beds away from Willie, so he really wasn't that far. And plus, if Jake did something foolish, well you could say many frightening things happened at night.
His thoughts were cut off the moment Ti spoke, causing him to look at the boy and pat his back. "Yer a good boy, mate! Wouldn't want me ter be alone, eh?"
The conversation all happened so quickly, Tibi couldn't jump in. He surely didn't want to interrupt Willie. The girl asked him his name... oh this would be tricky. "I'm Tiberius... mum calls me Tibi... Willie calls me Ti." He wouldn't offer which he preferred, otherwise Willie might get mad again. "I... uh.. I was just sitting here when these two fell in... I just met them." Was that enough information? He wasn't going to call Willie his friend.. but he wasn't going to say he wasn't either. Non-committal.. yeah, that's what he had to do.
Tibi looked at the girl, eyes pleading, hoping that Willie didn't notice. Leave? Oh no! She and Jake were going to leave him ALONE WITH WILLIE. Terror balled up in his stomach. He couldn't say he wanted to go with them; that would be disastrous. What could he do... what could he do. Tibi's brain whirled.
Keeping his voice even and unaffected - Willie couldn't hear a frightened tone or he might get suspicious - he spoke to her before she and Jake left. "No, I'm fine here. Nice to meet you, both." He looked to Jake and Kaika with an awkward, frightened smile and begged them with his eyes to do SOMETHING. Whether they noticed would be anyone's guess.
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Originally Posted by Lowlow
Willie was looking at the older girl, his sweet yet suspicious smile. He wouldn't want her to rat him out or get behind his case with doing what he did to Ti. He was happy, and really he didn't need anyone to burst the bubble he was in. If it was burst, then ears will eventually be murdered. It's horrific, yes.
"Yeaaah, 'eth me stupid brothah." Willie grumbled, the scowl returning to his face. He really didn't want to talk about Garret, the stupid bum. He was very content in staying here and talking to Ti and convincing him that he did need his protection, if you could call it that. His eyes flickered back at the younger boy, wondering if he was mouthing words to the older girl, but thankfully he didn't. Willie grinned.
His brow slowly lifted and his eyes darkened once Jake announced that he wasn't staying here. He saw Willie 'assault' this boy, Ti. He wouldn't let him go now, or he would just for the older girl's sake and talk to him in their dorms. A lazy smile grew on his lips at that thought. Jake was only two beds away from Willie, so he really wasn't that far. And plus, if Jake did something foolish, well you could say many frightening things happened at night.
His thoughts were cut off the moment Ti spoke, causing him to look at the boy and pat his back. "Yer a good boy, mate! Wouldn't want me ter be alone, eh?"
Jake, being Jake, was a failure at noticing subtle emotional hints with people. Sure, happy and sad were easy, as was angry. Usually. But Strange-name's eye-pleading was lost on the pink-haired boy, and he quickly gave a firm nod, confident he could go.
Until he saw Willie.
"Errrr..." he mumbled, shuffling backwards at the look of pure EVIL on the boy's face (yes, that he could pick up on). "Kaika... I think we should-" RUN! RUN FOR THE HILLS AND NEVER LOOK BACK! "... go."
He was of course negligent of the fact that he shared a dormitory with Willie. And many screams had been had in that place over the last two years.
Willie was looking at the older girl, his sweet yet suspicious smile. He wouldn't want her to rat him out or get behind his case with doing what he did to Ti. He was happy, and really he didn't need anyone to burst the bubble he was in. If it was burst, then ears will eventually be murdered. It's horrific, yes.
"Yeaaah, 'eth me stupid brothah." Willie grumbled, the scowl returning to his face. He really didn't want to talk about Garret, the stupid bum. He was very content in staying here and talking to Ti and convincing him that he did need his protection, if you could call it that. His eyes flickered back at the younger boy, wondering if he was mouthing words to the older girl, but thankfully he didn't. Willie grinned.
His brow slowly lifted and his eyes darkened once Jake announced that he wasn't staying here. He saw Willie 'assault' this boy, Ti. He wouldn't let him go now, or he would just for the older girl's sake and talk to him in their dorms. A lazy smile grew on his lips at that thought. Jake was only two beds away from Willie, so he really wasn't that far. And plus, if Jake did something foolish, well you could say many frightening things happened at night.
His thoughts were cut off the moment Ti spoke, causing him to look at the boy and pat his back. "Yer a good boy, mate! Wouldn't want me ter be alone, eh?"
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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr
Jake, being Jake, was a failure at noticing subtle emotional hints with people. Sure, happy and sad were easy, as was angry. Usually. But Strange-name's eye-pleading was lost on the pink-haired boy, and he quickly gave a firm nod, confident he could go.
Until he saw Willie.
"Errrr..." he mumbled, shuffling backwards at the look of pure EVIL on the boy's face (yes, that he could pick up on). "Kaika... I think we should-" RUN! RUN FOR THE HILLS AND NEVER LOOK BACK! "... go."
He was of course negligent of the fact that he shared a dormitory with Willie. And many screams had been had in that place over the last two years.
Shudder.
Willie had a brother? Goodness. Tibi hoped that the brother was nothing like Willie. Tibi desperately wanted to tell them to stay or take him with them or get help or SOMETHING, but Willie kept looking at him, making sure he couldn't.
The pink-haired boy was shuffling again... did he get Tibi's message... No. He was saying they should leave, again. So either he didn't sense Tibi's utter desperation or didn't care. The pink-haired one had stood up for him before - not too effectively - but still, had stood up for him. Tibi was confused, scared, dizzy... and maybe a little nauseous.
He looked up at Kaika, head spinning, eyes wide.. hoping she'd have enough sense to save him. His stomach churned again. He was desperate to get out of the compartment. Terrified that he never would. Sickened by the thought of having Willie Crocker always over his shoulder. His stomach tied itself into knots... Double knots. Triple knots.
"uuurrr," Tibi groaned softly. He really wasn't feeling too well all the sudden. Swaying a little, he began to speak... "I.. don't feel so...." *BLECH* But he never finished his sentence.
Tiberius Pryce had just gotten sick all over Willie Crocker's shoes.
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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe
Willie had a brother? Goodness. Tibi hoped that the brother was nothing like Willie. Tibi desperately wanted to tell them to stay or take him with them or get help or SOMETHING, but Willie kept looking at him, making sure he couldn't.
The pink-haired boy was shuffling again... did he get Tibi's message... No. He was saying they should leave, again. So either he didn't sense Tibi's utter desperation or didn't care. The pink-haired one had stood up for him before - not too effectively - but still, had stood up for him. Tibi was confused, scared, dizzy... and maybe a little nauseous.
He looked up at Kaika, head spinning, eyes wide.. hoping she'd have enough sense to save him. His stomach churned again. He was desperate to get out of the compartment. Terrified that he never would. Sickened by the thought of having Willie Crocker always over his shoulder. His stomach tied itself into knots... Double knots. Triple knots.
"uuurrr," Tibi groaned softly. He really wasn't feeling too well all the sudden. Swaying a little, he began to speak... "I.. don't feel so...." *BLECH* But he never finished his sentence.
Tiberius Pryce had just gotten sick all over Willie Crocker's shoes.
Willie looked back at the older girl and Jake, about to tell them goodbye so they would leave him and Ti alone to discuss some serious matters, when all of the sudden he heard a soft groan. Turning his head, his eyes looked at the young boy, noticing his face was turning greener. Furrowing his brows, he was about to ask him what was wrong, but the boy had already expressed it in his vomit.
That landed on his shoes.
His only shoes.
"BLOODY--" He cut off, standing up and staring down at his shoes, murder flaring in his eyes. WHAT HAD THE BOY DONE?! He DARED to throw up on Willie's shoes?! Willie glared down at the boy and instantly what came next was simply out of instinct. His hands reached out, grabbing the boy's front shirt and pulling him up against him. "You litt'e buggah!" Willie snarled, shaking the boy a bit, honestly not caring if he threw up in his face right now "I'mmaa show you a thing or two! THROWIN UP ON ME SHOETH?! MY ONLY SHOETH! I THWEAR YE'LL BE PAYIN' FOR THIS, BOY"
Willie looked back at the older girl and Jake, about to tell them goodbye so they would leave him and Ti alone to discuss some serious matters, when all of the sudden he heard a soft groan. Turning his head, his eyes looked at the young boy, noticing his face was turning greener. Furrowing his brows, he was about to ask him what was wrong, but the boy had already expressed it in his vomit.
That landed on his shoes.
His only shoes.
"BLOODY--" He cut off, standing up and staring down at his shoes, murder flaring in his eyes. WHAT HAD THE BOY DONE?! He DARED to throw up on Willie's shoes?! Willie glared down at the boy and instantly what came next was simply out of instinct. His hands reached out, grabbing the boy's front shirt and pulling him up against him. "You litt'e buggah!" Willie snarled, shaking the boy a bit, honestly not caring if he threw up in his face right now "I'mmaa show you a thing or two! THROWIN UP ON ME SHOETH?! MY ONLY SHOETH! I THWEAR YE'LL BE PAYIN' FOR THIS, BOY"
Willie Crocker, had lost his mind.
God help him. Tibi, that is.
All of the color instantly drained out of Tibi's face, leaving only a pale sick green tint behind. His eyes immediately started to tear, and there was still a small bit of sick stuck to his chin.
The more Willie yelled, the worse Tibi felt, and he simply burst into tears, yelling, yelping and sobbing.
"I... I... I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" *sob* *snort* *sniffle* "It.. it was an acccident!" *sob* *sob* *gulp* "Sssstop grabbing... you're *sob* hurting *SOB* me!" *WAIL*
Tibi's stomach churned again, as his mind raced with all the terrible things Willie might do to him, now.
The young Whitcomb simply blinked at the girl who walked past and rudely addressed him.. something about taking a private jet here? The girl clearly had no idea, did she? Boasting about your assests in such a manner wasnt the way to do things. No, it was all about being smooth.
And goodness, was Woodson smooth.
But there was still that task of finding an empty, suitable compartment. Well, clearly none of them were going to be suitable enough for a Whitcomb, gosh no. All of them looked filthy. Thriving with all sorts of germs no doubt.
He was a little surprised though, when he heard someone from behind saying his name. It wasn't like he knew many people here after all. "Ah, LouAnn!" The fifteen year old managed a genuine smile. Sort of anyway, before scowling at his brother.
Sure did like him? What nonsense.
"What a pleasant surprise to see you," he continued, shocked to hear Sebastian had actually introduced himself. That was a rare occurence. "I told you about LouAnn, Bastian," Woodson reminded his brother, "she helped me through an emergency. Hand santizer. I'm still grateful for that you know, Miss."
Indeed he was.
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LouAnn's rather neutral expression changed into a smile when Sebastian commented on how people (girl's, maybe?) seemed to like Woodson. LouAnn had certainly taken to him, as he'd been really nice and polite to her the first time they'd met. As a matter of fact, she'd always know him as her very first friend here in London. She'd been in Diagon Alley for all of five or so minutes when she'd met Woodson at The Leaky Cauldron. He, along with some butterbeer-drinking second year boy, had sort of made her feel not so alone in such a big, unfamiliar city. Smile still on her face, her gaze moved from the brother back to Woodson. So he was popular amongst the girls, hmm? Interesting. Hearing an introduction, LouAnn turned back to the boy she now knew to be Sebastian. "Nice to meet you, Sebastian," she said.
"It's a pleasant surprise to see you, too, Woodson. Both of you, actually. I was starting to think it'd be nearly impossible to find someone to sit with," she remarked. "Are there any good seats left?" Speaking of good seats, she wondered where Violet, her black cat, had decided to go. Hopefully she'd be able to round her up before it was time to leave the train. Her owl, at least, was safely hidden away inside the cage she'd left with her luggage. Lilac was, no doubt, sleeping right about now. "Ahhh, yes. The hand sanitizer emergency. I still have some of that in my handbag, you know," she said, giving him a knowing smile. She glanced from Woodson to Sebastian, then back again. She liked the way Woodson called her Miss. It was really nice and polite and proved just why people seemed to like him so much. Sebastian didn't seem all that bad either, come to think about it. "So, where's it going to be, Misters Whitcomb and Whitcomb?"
Oh, there it was. The scowl on Woodson's face, showing Sebastian once more that his younger brother did not appreciate his teasing. "Stop being modest, W, it doesn't suit you." It didn't, Woodson had no reason to be modest. He was - like Sebastian and all of the Whitcombs - was perfect.
And the girls did like him. More than they liked Sebastian, anyway. It had to be because Woodson actually showed interest. ... sometimes.
He mildly remembered the hand sanitizer story, more of the sanitizer itself than the girl - he hadn't paid that much attention to that part of the story - and managed a small, polite and neutral smile in the girl's direction. "I believe I have to thank you, Miss. Woodson can be quite fussy about germs and hygiene."
And he was right to be so.
"But now we must - " Be on their way because they needed a private compartment. But she was joining them now, wasn't she? That was why Sebastian stopped himself and returned his blue gaze to Woodson, lips now held tightly together. Sure, the girl had been nice and she did agree that this was a madhouse ... but she was still a stranger!
She has hand sanitizer, she can still be useful. Right.
"Uhm. Somewhere private and that doesn't smell, I'd say." He did say. Oh yes.
Willie had a brother? Goodness. Tibi hoped that the brother was nothing like Willie. Tibi desperately wanted to tell them to stay or take him with them or get help or SOMETHING, but Willie kept looking at him, making sure he couldn't.
The pink-haired boy was shuffling again... did he get Tibi's message... No. He was saying they should leave, again. So either he didn't sense Tibi's utter desperation or didn't care. The pink-haired one had stood up for him before - not too effectively - but still, had stood up for him. Tibi was confused, scared, dizzy... and maybe a little nauseous.
He looked up at Kaika, head spinning, eyes wide.. hoping she'd have enough sense to save him. His stomach churned again. He was desperate to get out of the compartment. Terrified that he never would. Sickened by the thought of having Willie Crocker always over his shoulder. His stomach tied itself into knots... Double knots. Triple knots.
"uuurrr," Tibi groaned softly. He really wasn't feeling too well all the sudden. Swaying a little, he began to speak... "I.. don't feel so...." *BLECH* But he never finished his sentence.
Tiberius Pryce had just gotten sick all over Willie Crocker's shoes.
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Originally Posted by Lowlow
Willie looked back at the older girl and Jake, about to tell them goodbye so they would leave him and Ti alone to discuss some serious matters, when all of the sudden he heard a soft groan. Turning his head, his eyes looked at the young boy, noticing his face was turning greener. Furrowing his brows, he was about to ask him what was wrong, but the boy had already expressed it in his vomit.
That landed on his shoes.
His only shoes.
"BLOODY--" He cut off, standing up and staring down at his shoes, murder flaring in his eyes. WHAT HAD THE BOY DONE?! He DARED to throw up on Willie's shoes?! Willie glared down at the boy and instantly what came next was simply out of instinct. His hands reached out, grabbing the boy's front shirt and pulling him up against him. "You litt'e buggah!" Willie snarled, shaking the boy a bit, honestly not caring if he threw up in his face right now "I'mmaa show you a thing or two! THROWIN UP ON ME SHOETH?! MY ONLY SHOETH! I THWEAR YE'LL BE PAYIN' FOR THIS, BOY"
Willie Crocker, had lost his mind.
God help him. Tibi, that is.
Ohhhhhhh dear.
Ohhhhhhhhhhh dear oh dear oh dear.
"WILLIE!" Jake yelled out, jumping forwards (and trying to avoid the sick) to grab the boy again. This was easily accomplished by standing up on the seat, wrestling with the boy's fingers so he could release the youngster. "Let GO of him! He can't help it!"
As soon as Willie planned to let go, Jake was grabbing Tibi (yeah, he worked out the name) and running. "Let him go or I'll bit yer bloody fingers."
Yeah, Jake had teeth too. <<<<< See?
Poor first year. Traumatised before even getting to school.
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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe
All of the color instantly drained out of Tibi's face, leaving only a pale sick green tint behind. His eyes immediately started to tear, and there was still a small bit of sick stuck to his chin.
The more Willie yelled, the worse Tibi felt, and he simply burst into tears, yelling, yelping and sobbing.
"I... I... I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" *sob* *snort* *sniffle* "It.. it was an acccident!" *sob* *sob* *gulp* "Sssstop grabbing... you're *sob* hurting *SOB* me!" *WAIL*
Tibi's stomach churned again, as his mind raced with all the terrible things Willie might do to him, now.
Willie continued to shake the boy, demanding an answer. Tears ran down his face and the third-year felt disgusted. How will he manage to hit him if he started sobbing like an infant? He glowered, his eyes burning with complete hatred for this kid. That didn't mean he'll hate him for long, oh no, just for the moment.
He was about to pull the boy against the windows, since there was no walls when he heard Jake yelling out his name. And then suddenly, hands were grabbing his, trying to free them from the boy's shirt, but Willie didn't listen, until Jake told him he'd bite his fingers.
Willie laughed. Horribly, manically and simply looking like an escaped convict. "YOU?! BITTIN' ME FINGERS? YOU?! Didn'tya THEE what 'e did with me SHOES? He'th gunna get it soonah or latah, but now ith bettah!" Willie snarled, trying to shove Jake off of the seats with his foot.
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Originally Posted by Anna Banana
LouAnn's rather neutral expression changed into a smile when Sebastian commented on how people (girl's, maybe?) seemed to like Woodson. LouAnn had certainly taken to him, as he'd been really nice and polite to her the first time they'd met. As a matter of fact, she'd always know him as her very first friend here in London. She'd been in Diagon Alley for all of five or so minutes when she'd met Woodson at The Leaky Cauldron. He, along with some butterbeer-drinking second year boy, had sort of made her feel not so alone in such a big, unfamiliar city. Smile still on her face, her gaze moved from the brother back to Woodson. So he was popular amongst the girls, hmm? Interesting. Hearing an introduction, LouAnn turned back to the boy she now knew to be Sebastian. "Nice to meet you, Sebastian," she said.
"It's a pleasant surprise to see you, too, Woodson. Both of you, actually. I was starting to think it'd be nearly impossible to find someone to sit with," she remarked. "Are there any good seats left?" Speaking of good seats, she wondered where Violet, her black cat, had decided to go. Hopefully she'd be able to round her up before it was time to leave the train. Her owl, at least, was safely hidden away inside the cage she'd left with her luggage. Lilac was, no doubt, sleeping right about now. "Ahhh, yes. The hand sanitizer emergency. I still have some of that in my handbag, you know," she said, giving him a knowing smile. She glanced from Woodson to Sebastian, then back again. She liked the way Woodson called her Miss. It was really nice and polite and proved just why people seemed to like him so much. Sebastian didn't seem all that bad either, come to think about it. "So, where's it going to be, Misters Whitcomb and Whitcomb?"
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Oh, there it was. The scowl on Woodson's face, showing Sebastian once more that his younger brother did not appreciate his teasing. "Stop being modest, W, it doesn't suit you." It didn't, Woodson had no reason to be modest. He was - like Sebastian and all of the Whitcombs - was perfect.
And the girls did like him. More than they liked Sebastian, anyway. It had to be because Woodson actually showed interest. ... sometimes.
He mildly remembered the hand sanitizer story, more of the sanitizer itself than the girl - he hadn't paid that much attention to that part of the story - and managed a small, polite and neutral smile in the girl's direction. "I believe I have to thank you, Miss. Woodson can be quite fussy about germs and hygiene."
And he was right to be so.
"But now we must - " Be on their way because they needed a private compartment. But she was joining them now, wasn't she? That was why Sebastian stopped himself and returned his blue gaze to Woodson, lips now held tightly together. Sure, the girl had been nice and she did agree that this was a madhouse ... but she was still a stranger!
She has hand sanitizer, she can still be useful. Right.
"Uhm. Somewhere private and that doesn't smell, I'd say." He did say. Oh yes.
W?
Oh, he did wish Sebastian wouldn't call him that. At least his brother's nickname of 'Bastian' at least sounded somewhat dignified. Shaking his head at his twin's behaviour, Woodson turned his attentions back to their female company.
LouAnn had apparently just made the presumption that she would be joining them in a compartment. Woodson braced himself for Bastian's complaints.. but they didn't come. Odd.
"I'm glad to hear that," the fifteen year old said sincerely when LouAnn claimed to have more sanitizer in her handbag. His own supply was stored away in his luggage trunk. "I'm sure it'll come in handy on this train.." filthy and disgusting as it was. Ew.
Somewhere private and doesn't smell, Sebastian had said. He doubted very much they were going to find anywhere that fitted that category but nodded curtly anyway. "Ladies first then, Miss Purple," Woodson smiled elegantly, motioning for her to lead the way.
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Willie continued to shake the boy, demanding an answer. Tears ran down his face and the third-year felt disgusted. How will he manage to hit him if he started sobbing like an infant? He glowered, his eyes burning with complete hatred for this kid. That didn't mean he'll hate him for long, oh no, just for the moment.
He was about to pull the boy against the windows, since there was no walls when he heard Jake yelling out his name. And then suddenly, hands were grabbing his, trying to free them from the boy's shirt, but Willie didn't listen, until Jake told him he'd bite his fingers.
Willie laughed. Horribly, manically and simply looking like an escaped convict. "YOU?! BITTIN' ME FINGERS? YOU?! Didn'tya THEE what 'e did with me SHOES? He'th gunna get it soonah or latah, but now ith bettah!" Willie snarled, trying to shove Jake off of the seats with his foot.
Oh... well, you see? That just told Jake exactly what he needed to do. And the first thing that came to mind was to use any means possible to make Willie get rid of the young boy. "Let... GO!" he yelled, stopping attempts to unclench Willie's fingers and going ahead and just rugby-tackling the boy onto the other seats.
Well... he was trying to get Jake off the seats. Bugger deserved it.
Okay... so maybe Jake could have gone and got a prefect, or just let Kaika take control. But this was better if you, like Jake, needed immediate gratification.
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Song, who had been busy exploring that back of the train and the middle cars for the past what seemed like an hour, she had decided to move towards the front. Quinto trailed behind her, his tail swishing curiously, as the arm-load of books she was carrying wobbled slightly. She soon came to the conclusion that she needed to find a compartment, preferably an empty one, and fast. Looking about her as her glasses slipped half a centimetre down her nose, she spotted one that was almost empty. It was home to a Hufflepuff and would have to do.
Shunting the door aside, she poked her head through the gap, a sheepish grin on her face. "Mind if I sit here?" she asked hopefully, as Quinto leapt gracefully in beside her.
Ella looked up as someone entered her compartment. and saw a girl. She listened to the girl's hopeful question. "Of course not!" Ella answered kindly, gesturing to the seat next to hers. "Sit down. My name is Ella. I'm a Hufflepuff, in Fifth Year. You?"
Willie continued to shake the boy, demanding an answer. Tears ran down his face and the third-year felt disgusted. How will he manage to hit him if he started sobbing like an infant? He glowered, his eyes burning with complete hatred for this kid. That didn't mean he'll hate him for long, oh no, just for the moment.
He was about to pull the boy against the windows, since there was no walls when he heard Jake yelling out his name. And then suddenly, hands were grabbing his, trying to free them from the boy's shirt, but Willie didn't listen, until Jake told him he'd bite his fingers.
Willie laughed. Horribly, manically and simply looking like an escaped convict. "YOU?! BITTIN' ME FINGERS? YOU?! Didn'tya THEE what 'e did with me SHOES? He'th gunna get it soonah or latah, but now ith bettah!" Willie snarled, trying to shove Jake off of the seats with his foot.
Tibi just kept on wailing. But Willie kept on shaking. Don't kill me don't kill me don't kill me, Tibi repeated in his head over and over and over again. It certainly felt like Willie was going to shake him to death, in any case.
And then Jake got involved! Tibi was still being bounced around like a rag doll, wailing and sobbing as Jake yelled at Willie and Willie yelled back. Willie said he was gonna get Tibi sooner or later... Tibi wailed harder. He hated this school and he hadn't even gotten there yet!
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Oh... well, you see? That just told Jake exactly what he needed to do. And the first thing that came to mind was to use any means possible to make Willie get rid of the young boy. "Let... GO!" he yelled, stopping attempts to unclench Willie's fingers and going ahead and just rugby-tackling the boy onto the other seats.
Well... he was trying to get Jake off the seats. Bugger deserved it.
Okay... so maybe Jake could have gone and got a prefect, or just let Kaika take control. But this was better if you, like Jake, needed immediate gratification.
And then, out of nowhere, Jake tackled Willie. Tibi went flying, not sure if Willie was still holding on or what. Tibi landed, still sobbing - harder now, as he hit his head on something in the compartment. He wasn't sure which way was up, if he was free to run, or if Willie Crocker was destined to be Tibi's shadow all term.
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Oh... well, you see? That just told Jake exactly what he needed to do. And the first thing that came to mind was to use any means possible to make Willie get rid of the young boy. "Let... GO!" he yelled, stopping attempts to unclench Willie's fingers and going ahead and just rugby-tackling the boy onto the other seats.
Well... he was trying to get Jake off the seats. Bugger deserved it.
Okay... so maybe Jake could have gone and got a prefect, or just let Kaika take control. But this was better if you, like Jake, needed immediate gratification.
Willie was trying to shove the young boy in the seat and scowl at him, scare him once more but Jake Upstead was getting in the way! He was butting in like always! Willie was infuriated, not at all pleased with what the other Hufflepuff was doing. He tried to kick him, trying to getting him to fall down, but what Jake did surprised him.
He had tackled him.
The green-eyed-boy let go of the young boy, making him fall and falling along with Upstead, the Hufflepuff above him. Willie shoved and kicked, trying to get the boy off of him. "GET OFF ME, UPTHTEAD!" Willie yelled, kicking and fidgeting some more, feeling trapped. "GET OFFFF" He yelled once more, kicking his shin, hard.
Willie was trying to shove the young boy in the seat and scowl at him, scare him once more but Jake Upstead was getting in the way! He was butting in like always! Willie was infuriated, not at all pleased with what the other Hufflepuff was doing. He tried to kick him, trying to getting him to fall down, but what Jake did surprised him.
He had tackled him.
The green-eyed-boy let go of the young boy, making him fall and falling along with Upstead, the Hufflepuff above him. Willie shoved and kicked, trying to get the boy off of him. "GET OFF ME, UPTHTEAD!" Willie yelled, kicking and fidgeting some more, feeling trapped. "GET OFFFF" He yelled once more, kicking his shin, hard.
HE. WAS. FREE. Tibi had stopped crying, looked up, wiped his eyes and realized that Willie had released his shirt when he fell. Scrambling to his feet, he bolted for the other side of the compartment and hid behind Kaika's leg as Jake and Willie lashed out at each other.
He didn't want to run too far, or Willie might hunt him down, but at least he wasn't being shaken any more.
And he didn't want to leave Jake behind. Jake had risked a lot to help him and while Tibi couldn't help him fight, he didn't want to go.
Tibi just kept on wailing. But Willie kept on shaking. Don't kill me don't kill me don't kill me, Tibi repeated in his head over and over and over again. It certainly felt like Willie was going to shake him to death, in any case.
And then Jake got involved! Tibi was still being bounced around like a rag doll, wailing and sobbing as Jake yelled at Willie and Willie yelled back. Willie said he was gonna get Tibi sooner or later... Tibi wailed harder. He hated this school and he hadn't even gotten there yet!
And then, out of nowhere, Jake tackled Willie. Tibi went flying, not sure if Willie was still holding on or what. Tibi landed, still sobbing - harder now, as he hit his head on something in the compartment. He wasn't sure which way was up, if he was free to run, or if Willie Crocker was destined to be Tibi's shadow all term.
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Willie was trying to shove the young boy in the seat and scowl at him, scare him once more but Jake Upstead was getting in the way! He was butting in like always! Willie was infuriated, not at all pleased with what the other Hufflepuff was doing. He tried to kick him, trying to getting him to fall down, but what Jake did surprised him.
He had tackled him.
The green-eyed-boy let go of the young boy, making him fall and falling along with Upstead, the Hufflepuff above him. Willie shoved and kicked, trying to get the boy off of him. "GET OFF ME, UPTHTEAD!" Willie yelled, kicking and fidgeting some more, feeling trapped. "GET OFFFF" He yelled once more, kicking his shin, hard.
Well... that didn't go as planned. But it least it worked, somewhat.
Jake himself felt totally disorientated as he fell the down and had Willie struggling beneath him. All he knew was that Tibi was free, and so was Jake... kinda.
"Ouch!" he squealed as Willie's PUKE-covered foot made contact with his shin. Why did they ALWAYS go for the SHIN?!
Pushing himself clumsily away from the Hufflepuff, Jake hobbled over to Tibi and grabbed him by the arm, hauling him up with surprising strength, before reaching out for Kaika and pulling the pair of them from the compartment, keen to distance himself from the maniac. All he managed to do was drag them into a different compartment and pull the blinds, but that was quite enough.
Ella was disgusted. She didn't know the ninny's that her brother called Hufflepuff's could be that cruel. She waved at Tibi, hoping she would catch his eye.
"Tibi! Are you okay? What did you get yourself into?" She had been to scared to break in, afraid they might do something to her. The boy named Willie had stopped, though, and her confidence had a sudden boost. She didn't dare use it, though.
She had never seen him look so bad. Blood spurting out of his mouth; clothes torn. She wanted to comfort, but wasn't sure how. She had a sudden feeling that he probably didn't want to speak to her.
Well... that didn't go as planned. But it least it worked, somewhat.
Jake himself felt totally disorientated as he fell the down and had Willie struggling beneath him. All he knew was that Tibi was free, and so was Jake... kinda.
"Ouch!" he squealed as Willie's PUKE-covered foot made contact with his shin. Why did they ALWAYS go for the SHIN?!
Pushing himself clumsily away from the Hufflepuff, Jake hobbled over to Tibi and grabbed him by the arm, hauling him up with surprising strength, before reaching out for Kaika and pulling the pair of them from the compartment, keen to distance himself from the maniac. All he managed to do was drag them into a different compartment and pull the blinds, but that was quite enough.
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Ella was disgusted. She didn't know the ninny's that her brother called Hufflepuff's could be that cruel. She waved at Tibi, hoping she would catch his eye.
"Tibi! Are you okay? What did you get yourself into?" She had been to scared to break in, afraid they might do something to her. The boy named Willie had stopped, though, and her confidence had a sudden boost. She didn't dare use it, though.
She had never seen him look so bad. Blood spurting out of his mouth; clothes torn. She wanted to comfort, but wasn't sure how. She had a sudden feeling that he probably didn't want to speak to her.
Annnnd, he was being pulled at again. This time, Jake was dragging him away from Willie and into another compartment. As they crossed through the corridor, he caught sight of Ella... had she seen what happened? He mimed to her frantically as Jake dragged him, hoping she would get his meaning and RUN before Willie realized she'd seen. It was enough that Tibi was in this mess; he didn't want Ella in it too.
Before he could see if she'd left, Jake had pulled him and Kaika into another compartment and closed the blinds. It would probably only be a matter of time before Willie found them, but for the moment, Tibi breathed a little easier.
Tasting a little blood in his mouth, he touched his lip. Pulling his finger back, he saw a drop of red. He must have cut it in the fall.
"Uh, thanks," he said to Jake, looking up at the pink-haired boy. "You didn't have to help me... so, uh.. thanks." Tibi certainly wasn't used to people sticking up for him. He had been the resident punching bag at his last school...
Tibi locked eyes with Ella for just a split second before getting pulled into another compartment. She seemed to be one of the few who saw him disappear behind the curtains. She couldn't decide if to intrude, or just take a compartment near his. She decided to just simply knock. "May I come in?" she asked. She wasn't familiar with the train, and was hoping to explore, but she was much to concerned about her friend to do any of that now.
Ella was disgusted. She didn't know the ninny's that her brother called Hufflepuff's could be that cruel. She waved at Tibi, hoping she would catch his eye.
"Tibi! Are you okay? What did you get yourself into?" She had been to scared to break in, afraid they might do something to her. The boy named Willie had stopped, though, and her confidence had a sudden boost. She didn't dare use it, though.
She had never seen him look so bad. Blood spurting out of his mouth; clothes torn. She wanted to comfort, but wasn't sure how. She had a sudden feeling that he probably didn't want to speak to her.
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Annnnd, he was being pulled at again. This time, Jake was dragging him away from Willie and into another compartment. As they crossed through the corridor, he caught sight of Ella... had she seen what happened? He mimed to her frantically as Jake dragged him, hoping she would get his meaning and RUN before Willie realized she'd seen. It was enough that Tibi was in this mess; he didn't want Ella in it too.
Before he could see if she'd left, Jake had pulled him and Kaika into another compartment and closed the blinds. It would probably only be a matter of time before Willie found them, but for the moment, Tibi breathed a little easier.
Tasting a little blood in his mouth, he touched his lip. Pulling his finger back, he saw a drop of red. He must have cut it in the fall.
"Uh, thanks," he said to Jake, looking up at the pink-haired boy. "You didn't have to help me... so, uh.. thanks." Tibi certainly wasn't used to people sticking up for him. He had been the resident punching bag at his last school...
Collapsing into a seat, Jake massaged a sudden stitch in his side. Yeah, he really had done too much running today, and that last tiny stint had caused his body to protest in pain. The boy glanced up at Tibi and grimaced as he atteempted to smile. "Dude, no worries... In my first year, there was this kid... Jack..." he trailed off. Jake's first year at Hogwarts was not something he wanted to think about.
Rummaging in his pockets, Jake pulled out a bottle of water and handed it over to Tibi, after he poured a little onto the icky part on his jeans where Willie had kicked him. It was a little warm from being in his pocket, but hey... Tibi probably wanted to rinse his mouth. "Was that girl out there your friend?" he suddenly asked, indicating towards the door.
Simply impossible. But seriously lucky at the same time. Packing was seriously a hard thing to do. There was some sort of a packing spell, but that extremely stupid underage magic rule was... was... IT WAS A FELONYYYYYY. Cam carried about three STAAANKKYYY buckets, two carried by his right hand and one in his left, it looked like silver play-dough but the putrid scent it gave out was so revolting that he cringed every 5 seconds or so.
AND WHERE COULD HE FIND SOME FREE COMPARTMENTS??? Ugghhh. Oh wait nooo. There was one. Heeeheee. Before he opened it though, he eyed a poster sticking on it. Ooooh what was thaaat, eh? Werewolves. EWWWWW.
He immediately grabbed it, with his teeth of course because his hands were busy and all and used his feet to open the compartment door, which took err... about 5-10 minutes or so and yaaaayyyyyyyy.
Compartment all to himself. Mwahahahaha.
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Jack was not exactly thrilled at the fact that he had overslept today. His hair was a mess and he had almost missed the train, and forgotten to pack his telescope, much to his displeasure. Now his mum had to mail it to him. Sigh. He had said goodbye to the demonic twins near the back of the train, to which Jasmine just ignored him and Justin playfully smacked him on the back of the head before he left. His siblings and their sense of humor--he never understood it.
BUTTTTTTT at least he had facial hair now. Oh yes. He was maturing.
His day didn't get much better when he saw that the only empty compartment seemed to be with the little Slytherin Cam Karsten. He was just as bad, if not WORSE than Jake Upstead and a really crazy little fellow. And Reese had kissed him or something. THAT was not cool.
But he needed a place to sit. Sighing and making sure his Quidditch Badge was still tight on his robes, he knocked on the door and entered.
"Hey Cam, can I--WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN IS THAT AWFUL STENCH?" he exclaimed. The moment he had opened his mouth, the horrid scent had filled his nostrils and nearly gagged him. Oh Merlin, he was going to throw up it smelled so bad!
"What is THAT?" he asked, pointing to the buckets and covering his nose with his hand.
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Theo's propped his legs up on the seat opposite. It was a perk of having long legs now. He held his book up as he read it. He was surprised noone was joining him. He wasn't fussed. But there was alot of noise going on outside. He was tempted to hop up and look at who was making the noise. But it was probably new first years, excited about going to school.
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Where was EVERYONE? They were probably all hiding from the 'of-age' Reese. Yep, that's why she couldn't find anyone to hang out with.
Reese traveled up to the front of the train, her boots making that same clunking sound they had made when she walked trough the middle part of the train. She brushed a few strands of brunette hair out of her eyes as she walked and as she got closer and closer to the front of the train, she smelled something. Something horrible. She raised her eyebrow and advaced further to the front until she came up to Jack and Cam inside a compartment together.
Please, tell her that smell wasn't coming from in there. But, it was. Ew, just EWW. She stood outside of the compartment and just stared at Cam, who was holding three buckets. "Cam, what are in those buckets?" She asked, motioning her hand towards the three buckets near him. That HAD to be where the smell was coming from!
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