Wow quidditch captain for Gryffindor!!!!
My dad played for the gryffindor team while he was here in school

Miranda walked along the train, glancing inside every compartment to see if she saw someone she knew. Hm, wonder where Emalyn is. Or any of her other friends for that matter.

Looking to the left, she saw Brant sitting in a compartment and she smiled. Raising her hand, she knocked softly on the glass and waved at the boy.

"Uh..Sure"She said. She picked up the cage at her feet and opened up. She pulled out her dark black caat and sat her on her lap."This is Naumi" She said.

JP smiled.
"well im not to sure about that one.
So tell me about yourself Jen. First year here correct?"

"Um Ainra." She said, awkwardly. This girl was being nice, perhaps she didn't remember their last encounter. "What's your name again?" She asked, politely.

"Thats great , are you going to be trying out for your house team?" he said looking at the very young girl.

Something then started him, while he looked over to see Miranda his "Bel" tapping on the glass. He instantly got up and opened the compartment door and said "Bel, do you want to come in and join us?" he said while taking her hand.

"Good, thanks. What about you?" Mel asked him, resting Wesley down with her trunk next to her on a chair. Okay? "Okay?" she asked repeating her thoughts. "Yeah, I'm just wondering when we are gonna get to Hogwarts, I'm a little excited," she smiled at Brant.

"Yeah, so you said you are new right?" said Savannah, "In third year?"

Savannah didn't think Naumi was that bad, kinda cute. No, REALLY cute. "She's not as bad as I expected." she said. Stallion began to whin.

Jen smiled and nodded. 'You are too, right?" She asked hopefully.

"Oh, thats ok Mel, just sit down and relax we still a have a bit to go before we have to change into our robes" he informed his small little friend.

"Did you get everything you needed from Diagon Alley, when I last saw you?"

Now fully sitting with Miranda next to him. he was happy.

"What are you, like prejudice towards cats?"She asked jokingly. She noticed Stallion wine and held Naumi closer to her body.

"Yea. My mum moves because she gets bored. She promised me we wouldn't move from here until I graduate from seventh year. Thankfully. I know I'm new in third year but, I have to since I'm thirteen. Stupid first and second year at Beauxbatons. Jeez, that was terrible."

ooc: What happens when blood in capillaries flows past cells?

Ainra turned at the sound of a familiar voice, a very interesting familiar voice. "Scarlett!" She said, as she realized who it was. The girl from the shops in Diagon Alley who she had taken a liking two despite the inkling that the girl was not one to associate with that she had gotten. "How have you been?"

She saw Brant stand up and open the door. Oh... She hadn't actually intended for him to do that, she just wanted to see if she could join him. But that was pretty sweet.
"Yes...unless you want some privacy?" She answered his question, letting her eyes flit to the others in there. She looked down at her hand when Brant took it, feeling a short moment of surprise, but she held onto it as she stepped inside the compartment.

"Hello." Miranda greeted the other students as she sat down next to Brant, wondering what year they were. They seemed pretty young...-er. "I'm Miranda. Hope I'm not disturbing you guys."

Heh!

Mina smiled softly and continued to rub his back slightly. Usually she wasn't this bold and wouldn't do such a thing, but she felt it was right. She sensed how tense he was and just how upset it made him. "Welcome," she smiled softly as she then looked to Ella. She could sense her besties slight apprehension. She was sure that Marie and Ella had grown closer whilst she was away. Maybe Marie had taken her spot in her other besties life too. She wasn't sure and didn't even want to think about it. She thought so much about her besties while away, but did they think of her as much. The feelings of inadequacy were coming back again, shaking her head she looked back to Evan and pushed her feeling aside. "Yes, can we not talk about that person right now?" she nodded. She was feeling a lot better before the mention of that person had come up. To be honest, she had almost forgotten her hurt until the name was mentioned. She had spent the last few weeks stewing over her emotions and here she thought she had some control over it, but here they came again and she didn't have the energy to fight them down. If they continued on this path, she was bound to say things she didn't mean and things no one needed to know. The anger would probably be rather damaging and she didn't want to lose her friend or even put her in the middle of something. Shaking her head, she looked to Ella and gave her a smile before looking back to Evan. "So Evan, you heard about my summer," she laughed softly. "How was yours and how was last term?" she asked as she now remembered him clearly from last term and all. She was aware of his absence from school and kind of wanted to know more about him now.

"Oh! Ainra! Now I remember!"said Savannah. "I'm Savannah." then she added. "Dogs? Cats? If you don't mind them then join us."

"Well, we have two cats at home, they are really mean to me." said Savannah. She began to comfort Stallion.

"Ugh, poor you." Savannah hates to move in the middle of a school year too. "But at least you are from somewhere else. I have been here since I was a baby! I have never been outside England!"

"Ah okay then," Mel spoke glancing at Wesley, the still unconscious Wesley. Either she was tired or something else, but she couldn't stop being worried.

"Yeah, I got all that in the first week. Just being trying to relax these past two weeks?" she couldn't relax then, too much drama.

Mel smiled as Brant brought in someone else, a girl who look much older than herself. Perhaps they were dating?

Feeling confident in his new robes, Jack strolled to the back of the train. Up until now, he'd been filled with nothing but nervousness and anxiety about going to a new school this late in the game. Everyone would already have their friends and wouldn't be very open to finding new ones. But once he'd taken a trip to Diagon Alley, he'd bought all his school things, and felt like he was blending in fine. He'd strongly anticipated this moment, walking along the train, afraid he'd be the awkward kid that no one talked to because they could tell he was unsure. But things weren't as bad as he'd thought they'd be, and for the first time in his life, he was walking with his head held high, not a drop of unsurety in him. Confidence is key he thought.

As he approached the end of the train, he realized he was eventually going to have to pick a compartment. He peered in each one as he passed inconspicuosly, looking for an empty one. He wanted to make friends, but he was decidedly going to sit alone for a while whilst he worked up the courage to go introduce himself to someone. He was quite shy, albeit sweet. At last he found one, and turned to go in. WHAM! Next thing he knew, he was lying on the floor with his neck awkwardly bent against the corridor wall.
Ow. A wave of heat rushed through his body as he scrambled to get up. Good going Fletcher. There are doors here. He contemplated looking around to see if anyone noticed, but didn't think he could take the embarrassment, and just tried to run into the compartment again, only to smack his forehead off the glass again.

Why does glass have to be transparent?? he thought. He slipped quickly into the compartment and threw himself down by the window. He looked out with big eyes, and oddly, suddenly had an uncanny urge to start laughing. How hard did you hit your head? He could feel a smooth spot on his forehead where the glass had compressed it. It was probably cherry red and hurt quite a bit. He chuckled. That would be something he'd do. He hoped his hair was long enough to somehwhat cover the embarrassing damage. He could possibly have just ruined any chances of making friends... and he was laughing. All those years of falling down stairs and running into columns was finally catching up to him.

"Oh no, I love cats." Ainra said with a smile, sliding into the seat. "What are all your names?" She asked the others.

Scarlett turned to see who it was that had called her name. She stared for a moment, then realized she knew the girl. She sauntered over the way her mum did at times, and smiled sweatly. "Ainra. I'm glad you're here." She beamed. She paused, then sat down. "I've been just fine. Mum's excited that I'm finally off to school. She said I was getting annoying..." She trailed off, shrugged, then continued, "and yourself?" Her eyes turned a nice shade of green-grey and sparkled. That normally intimidated others.

"What's that noise?" said Savannah and looked outside. Then opened the door next to them. "Are you the one who made that much noise? Can you keep it down?"

"I'll be right back." Ainra said to the other girls as she saw a boy fall to the ground. "Are you okay?" Ainra asked, holding out a hand to help him up. She realized he was laughing, and she couldn't help but smile a little. "A bit klutzy?" She asked him. "Don't worry, I'm sure I"m worse."

"Hi!" Melissa smiled at her. "No it's alright your not, I'm Melissa nice to meet you Miranda. I'm a first year too," yeah a firstie! "So, what about you what year are you in?" she asked Miranda.