"Watch out for this one, Kate." Kellen pulled more earplugs from his pockets, winking at Anya, "She's got good aim and she's not afraid to use it."

"Ha!" Kellen, on the other hand, thought it was hilarious. Rather than team up with Damien, however, he flicked an earplug at him instead. No double-teaming a new player, after all.

Kellen leapt for the fallen shoe and grabbed it by the laces, twirling it over his head with a wild grin, "A prisoner of war! Hey," he checked the label, "I gave you these shoes last year..."

She smiled "I like it too, my godfather jokes around about me being a nerd" Katherine put the book down to show the content "see it explains how to use th partornous charm..my godfather learn it at the age of twelve"

Allison wanted a closer look at Anastasia's book. With so much going on she hadn't given herself the time to read. In her trunk lay several books on foreign languages that her mother was asking her to learn. And if her mother asked, why on earth wouldm't Allison try. Leaning forward with her knees on her seat Allison spoke, "Goes to show how cool we are if we have so many people...Anastasia would you mind sitting over here?" Must. Reach. Better. Sight. Of. book.

About to tumble to the floor because she was leaning to much towards the sight of Anastasia's book, Allison managed to gain her balance because of the sound of a small mumbled voice that had startled her.

Looking up Allison spotted a girl around her height standing behind Emily. And as she loved to do, Allison devoured and scrutinized the new girl with her eyes. Allison liked knowing every feature of a person, it came in handy when trying to find a friend or trying to hide from an enemy. Her brother had taught her, that even if a person drinks a polyjuice potion, the way they move and speak can help you find an impostor. The girl stood probably an inch higher than Allison and had green eyes and dark black hair. The eyes were impressive, Allison admitted to herself.

As the girl sat Allison kept observing and to her great disbelief gave a pained groan. Merlin's beard, she was the one who loved the books and it seemed everyone around her was ahead of her in reading. If it had been up to Allison she'd pull open her trunk and pull out her books, but that would be disorganizing her mother's masterpiece. And at the moment it was a big no no.

"My name is Allison," again skipping her last name, "And you are?" If her voice was a bit curt it was simply because everyone around her was showing more interest in books that she did. And that was impossible, didn't her grandfather call her the Princess of books? Only second to him he had said.

Frowning Allison grabbed for more chocolates in her bunny pack and as she reached in for a chocolate frog Allison saw her mother's butterfly land on Anastasia's shoulder. This small act made Allison gleam.

The butterfly her mother had conjured out of a tissue was glorious. There was no other word for it. It gleamed in the light, and had a glow about it that made it seem mystical. She had read before that magical conjurations last as long as the caster wished, Allison hoped her mother allowed to keep that little from her.

"Oh when we get back it's open season!" He grinned. "I've got a load of Weasley stuff in my bag for starters. This year is going to be fun. We've got some scores to settle, haven't we?" He smiled at her mischeviously.

"Good." he said simply. He pulled her closer feeling like he was home.

Damien looked down at Chaucer and blinked. Then blinked again. Where had he come from? And why was he on the floor? No matter. He took aim, and was about to fire when he got hit in the head by a shot from Kellen. He turned to glare at him, when he noticed something.

"Hey Chaucer, I think you're missing something! Shall we call a truce and team up to rescue it? he said, noding his head in Kellens direction indicating the shoe he was holding.

Smiling, Kate looked over at the guys. "We just met in Diagon Alley a little while ago, so I'm not really sure... It does seem like it though, from stories I've heard from those two." She gestured to Kellen and Chaucer.

The returning earplug ended up hitting her shoulder. Oh it was on. She was still holding a couple so she threw one again at him. With so many people though she could not tell if she had hit him or not.
She would need to go gather more from the floor soon...

It was then she heard a comment about having aim...looking around she found the source.
"Kellen was it? How's this for aim?" she replied as she threw her last earplug at him.

Why was the blood pressure of Drew's arm a little upsetting fast? Annie shrugged, though she felt sort of weird as well when she touched him. What was happening? It probably was that it had been a couple of days of not seeing him. Yeah, that ought to be.

Suddenly, something moved along her other arm. Copito had waken up. "Finally..." Annie said underbreath and took him out of the pet pouch. Copito looked up, he saw Annie but then his eyes turned to a boy, next to her Annie. A glare might have escaped that little crazy kitten.

"I'm glad you didn't get hurt, at least you're the first person that doesn't after freaky little accidents..." Like Cedric, or Torin. Poor vain guys.

"Noo! Legends say that if a warrior loses his left shoe and his enemy manages to grab it, they will have the ability to manipulate the owner's fighting spirit and bring defeat!" This was complete bollux, but Chaucer thought it sounded likely enough to pass as a real superstition. If he had the choice, silly and dull things like walking under a ladder would have never gotten a start in European lore.

"Indeed? A truce? Very well - it must be done." He stood up tall, eyeing his new comrade suspiciously. "I pray you aren't the Sparta to my Athens..." he sighed as he raised his hairband to the captor of his best shoe.

Kellen really had good taste in footwear, Chaucer relented.

It bounced off his shoulder, and he grinned at her, "Not bad at all." He cast around for it, but failing to see where it landed shrugged and turned to face the others.


Um, no. Teaming up would be a terrible idea. Kellen wondered just how far Chaucer was willing to support his superstitious claim and held the shoe out sole-first at him, "Alas, foolish warrior, by the might of my will and the loss of your shoe, I turn your fighting spirit upon your very ally! Sparta his Athens or... whatever you just said."

Neptune was THERE and she HEARD it! But, she'd let it go. Clearly Raiden had been distracted by Neptune herself and missed the details. She'd forgive him for that.

"So one isn't better than the other? Prettier? Smell better? Get better grades? Which Houses are they in?" That would decided a lot, House would.

Why did she just shrug?!!! Ohhhh no! Was it a bad thing? Could Annie tell that he got allllll nevous when she touched his arm? Did she not feel that way about him? And why did he feel something for her? He just met her a couple of days ago. He didn't know enough about her, and yet in someways he knew all he need to. Or at least that's what Drew thought.

Drew watched as Annie pulled out a little kitty. Awwww. The only problem was Drew wasn't really a cat person sure he liked them sort of. But it was his choice pet. But he didn't hate them either. "Nice cat. Do you want to go find a compartment?" He asked quietly.

"I guess I'm just the lucky one." He said with a small smile.

Lexi perked up a bit at the mention of unbridled troublemaking at school. "Yes, we have some scores to settle, but we also can make some new plans for all out mayhem." Lexi suggested with an evil glint in her eye.

Lexi let herself be pulled into a tighter hug and sighed internally... It was sure nice to be back.

Anastasia obliged Allison, shifting the book to give Allison a better sight of the book. In the process, she saw something flit out of the corner of her eye. She saw a wonderful butterfly on her shoulder. "Why hello , little thing," she murmured.

"You're not a nerd," she told Katherine. "just a bibliophile. Who knows, you could be the next Hermione Granger."

Annie giggled at some sort of cute face Drew did. It was as if he was thinking too much about something inside his head, yet not supposed to be known. Though, you know Annie, she wanted to know. "Are you alright, you seem like something is upsetting you?" She asked Drew, a bit worried and with a wide smile.

"Thanks..." Annie responded, though the kitten started to move as if he wanted to push her out. She widened her eyes and nodded to Drew's question. "Sure, let's go find a compartment..." She said.

Aww..yes, lucky and cute. Cough...

"Just call me Em", Emily said. "It would be confusing to be confused with someone elso who was confused.... wait now I'm confused." Emily laughed. "Her name is Katherine. She's in Ravenclaw." Emily hoped they knew she was talking about her friend who was going to come sit with them.


"Hey Katherine," Emily said. "These are my friends, Arya, Allison, Anastasia, and Emily." Emily pointed to each girl as she said their name. "Call me Em so we don't get confused."


"That's because you are a nerd Katherine," Emily joked. "Just kidding. I love reading too."

As much fun as she was having, Kate was exhausted and realized a nap was in order if she wanted to last all night. She wished Anya good luck with the earplug fight, waved goodbye to the boys, picked up a pair of earplugs off the floor, and went back into the compartment for what she hoped would be a nice nap.

Lorcan laughed. "Sounds good to me, just umm, try not to lose it so much. Planned mayhem that we can avoid get the blame for would be best, I think."

He could smell her hair, it tickled his nose. He resisted the temptation to sigh with happiness, that would have been too girly.

This was not an open compartment for this girl to be bringing all her friend in here! It was bad enough Thalia was in here, but now other girls were here too. If anyone else showed up, especailly a girl, Parker was going to leave. He would even leave his trunk. Why was it so hard to understand that he wanted to be alone?

Parker rolled his eyes. You wouldn't catch him in the library, that was for sure. He would spend his time doing other things, more productive things. He laughed, a genuine laugh, when she rolled up her sleeves. "They are not muscles!" She probaly couldn't do push-ups!

His laughter stopped when she suddenly started to poke him. Rubbing the spot she poked, Parker smirked, 'Still can't keep your hands off me, I see." She wouldn't like that. "And yes, I do plan on being in Slytherin. And would you stop using my last name!" Why was she staring at him like that? Did he have something on his face? He hoped not..

And why did she care if he was happy? "Fine!" he threw up his hands "I'm happy!"

"Please don't ignore me." Parker thought sarcastically. The less people that talked to him the better.

Celandine's expertly cast Shield Charm kept the earplugs from hitting them, but it didn't do anything to help with blocking the audio and visual effects. He didn't need to see an earwax encrusted earplug coming from a girl he actually thought was quite cute. Men were supposed to have their delusions, and girls being perfect was one of them. His time at Hogwarts was changing that, though.

"C'mon, let's get in a compartment." He dragged his trunk, STILL uncaring when he knocked one of the fourth year ear-plug bandits in the shin with his heavy trunk, "I see Raiden's got one!"

And with that, barged into Raiden and some girl's compartment, dragging Cela, Daphne and their new friend in with him.

Raiden kinda... squirmed a bit. He liked Cela, but that didn't mean he liked her more than Daphne, right? He just... liked them in different ways.

"I don't know about their grades, I don't ask them. And... Daphne's in Gryffindor, Cela in Ravenclaw." He looked at her and frowned slightly. "Why would that matter?"

Neither were in Slytherin, at the very least.

Oh wait.

"Did you get sorted before coming to school, or are you going to be sorted when you get there? I've never known how transfers work."

OH OH OH. People were coming in here.

Garret... and Cela and... someone he didn't know and DAPHNE and NEPTUNE WAS STILL RIGHT UP NEXT TO HIM.

Raiden squirmed slightly.

"Garret! HI. Why do you have your trunk with you?" And not like, on the luggage car?

Drew was brought out of his thoughts as he heard Annie. Something upsetting him? Ermmmm not really....Well okay sooooo maybe something was upsetting him and it sounded like she wanted to know. Hmmmm sorry Annie not yet..."No everything is fine." That smile....He couldn't help but to smile back.

"Alright." He said with his hands in his pockets as he looked around for a moment. Ahhh there. He walked over to the empty compartment and opened the door for Annie. "After you." He said. Hmmmm to soon to be doing this? Nahhhhhh.

Replying back to Kate Anya said "Fair enough. At least it is not boring and uneventful!" She smiled...the entire situation was so much fun.



She hit him? That was good, but now she needed more ammo. Scanning the floor she saw some scattered earplugs laying about. Stuffing as many as she could find in her pockets Anya looked about to the people. Who should she get next?

GAH! Anastasia had just referred the new girl as the possible next Hermione Granger. Had anyone been hearing her inner thoughts the only thing heard in Allison's mind was shouted gibberish.

Allison was competitive unless it involved anything physical and at that moment she wanted to stand on her chair and declare herself the biggest nerd in the world. The only thing stopping her was the fact that she knew, that declaring herself the biggest nerd...wasn't actually a good thing.

With a curl to her lip Allison got another muggle chocolate and stuffed it in her mouth mumbling what she wanted to do with all the darn books in the world.

The butterfly was what broke her trance and made Allison swallow the chocolate. Taking out her wand Allison grabbed several chocolates--Ferror Rochers in this case, and threw them in the air. All in a span of a second Allison narrowed her eyes and swished and flicked, "Wingardium Leviosa!" With that, the spells remained in the air and one of each flew to each girl in the compartment.

"If you all want more, I've got plenty from where they came from. They are a family treasure," Allison managed a smile.

Annie looked back at Drew, a bit questioning of his answer made her look down, a bit disappointed. But she quickly looked up, in time to see his smile back and follow him to an empty compartment. "Alright, I understand...but when it gets to be time to tell me, to know that you trust me, would you tell me, right?" Please, say yes!!

"Thank you..." Okay, Annie was not used to be around gentleman, just boys who saw her as equal, as if she was a boy. Bad sport she found to practice.