Iris was a little numb. Whether from the excitement of the start of term AS HEAD GIRL; or from the fact that this was the last time she'd ever be boarding this wonderful old train at Kings Cross station, Iris didn't know. Quite possibly it was both. Still, here she was with a smile on her face.

Levitating her trunk into the Prefects' Compartment, Iris smiled to herself as she saw that she was the first one to get there. Once her trunk was in the storage shelf, she went and sat down next to the window; taking her new pygmy puff, Hermes, out of her pocket. It took her nearly all summer to come up with the name, but she chose that one because Iris and Hermes - in the Greek world - are like a pair. They're both Messengers. It seemed fitting for Iris to name her new pet as such. (Even if Robert did like to point out that it was silly and inaccurate a lot. Iris simply told him that his argument was irrelevant on the fact that the Greek Gods weren't even real.)

Because Iris hadn't found the chance to speak to Finlay over the summer, she kind of hoped that he'd show up next. But any of the prefects showing up would be good, really.

Sticking her head out of the nearest compartment window, Ivory gave her not so nearby family an enthusiastic parting wave."Bye! Miss you already! Take care Arty! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" She called out loudly with a grin, not minding when a few individuals gave her what could only kindly be called a reproachful look.

Years before she probably would've been too shy to call attention to herself in that way, but now well....perhaps she was more comfortable. This wasn't her first time riding the Hogwarts' Express after all, she was a fifth year now. A fifth year prefect at that.

Speaking of which, that's probably where she should be heading off to.
To the other prefects, that is. Walking with brisk steps as she balanced Gavin's cage in her arms, Ivory made her way down the compartments smiling a friendly greeting to anyone who happened to catch her eye.

Pushing open the compartment door with bump of her hip she peeked inside, her large brown eyes scanning the near empty room. Success! The room wasn't empty! Smile brightening as she saw that the Head girl was already there, the Ravenclaw prefect stepped inside."Hey Iris!" she greeted cheerily as she plopped herself down on one of the other window seats. "How's it going?"

Placing the cage down on the seat beside her, Gavin fluttered his wings in annoyance, the movement having jostled him awake. Giving her a pointed glare to make sure she understood how very much he didn't appreciate being woken up, the majestic bird turned away from her before angling his peak down again into the puffed feathers at his chest.

Marveling at how quickly he could just return to sleep, Ivory shook her head ruefully before leaning back against the window and bringing up her legs to sit cross legged. "Oooh, that little pygmy puff is adorable!" she piped up as she noticed the little furry guy. "Does he have a name?"

Iris looked away from the window when the compartment door opened. Seeing Ivory, the Head Girl smiled warmly. "Heeeeey, Ivory." The blonde shrugged at her question, "Eh, all right... How're you?"

She smiled to herself as Ivory's bird woke up and seemed rather irritated, then fell right back asleep again. If only brothers acted like that, too. "He's lovely." She commented, referring to his appearance, more than his behaviour.

Glancing back out of the window, Iris quickly scanned the crowd of students and parents, in the hope that she'd find a familiar, friendly face. The Head Girl didn't want to be in this compartment for the WHOLE train ride. She reached up to her shoulder and stroked the top of Hermes' head. Turning back when the Ravenclaw prefect commented on the Pygmy, Iris grinned a little. "He's called Hermes," she said, somewhat proudly. "It took me weeks to come up with the name, though."

This particular day hadn't started the way he'd expected. For one, he never finished packing, so, expect a couple of owls during the first week with everything he forgot. Second, he almost didn't catch the train thanks to his sister being late, this was the last time he'd stay in there before school is close to start. And...he got no cupcakes this time around.

What disappointed him about the cupcakes was that he'd failed to pack something else to eat on the train, so now he ought to make a stop on the trolley while on the train. Not that he didn't want to, he usually did it anyway.

But now Treyen was on the train, and Thaddeus was coming with him, instead of riding with his owl, the poor little Knarl had spent the same awful evening as his owner thanks to his most amazing decision of heading out to the beach instead of packing. Clever decision, clearly, because the sun-kissed skin went perfectly well with his amber eyes. He didn't regret it, the beach-instead-of-packing time, but he would've wanted to sleep a bit more. It was all in the past, and he was completely excited about Hogwarts, as usual. Only, this year, even more.

The train seemed friendlier to him this time because he already knew where he'll be sitting, there was no wondering which compartment to take...nor who'll he be sitting with...nothing of the sorts. Though, he still didn't know who the female Prefect for Hufflepuff was.

"Morning, ladies!" he exclaimed, opening the door at once. No knocking, or anything remotely similar. The boy held a smile on his face, one smile that got wider as he noticed Ivy already inside, "Ivy, how are you?" he asked, giving one nod to the Ravenclaw, and then his eyes went over to...Iris, right? "Hey there, I'm Treyen...Lockhart, and I don't believe we've met, like, officially." He said, nodding two times, "But I know you're Iris." No need for her to introduce herself, no? No.

And now the younger Lockhart just...took a seat...wherever, it truly didn't matter.

It was an obvious statement to make, that Patroclus always brought far too many suitcases with him to Hogwarts. However he had been raised by a French Fashionista who had an un-ending vault of galleons, so he need the suitcases for the hundreds of pairs of clothes that he had.

Arriving in the Perfect compartment, he called out the window to his father who stood on the platform, "OK send them to me!" One by one, miniture charmed versions of his suitcases floated through the window, only to return to their usual sizes as they touched down onto the floor of the compartment, "Thanks Father! Love you!" He called, unashamed to express his adoration for the man who was not only his father but his hero and idol.

Turning to the other Perfects whom he had smiled at on his way in, "Hello everyone!" he cried, excited to be heading back to school, taking off his sunglasses and placing them into his hand luggage

Sophie was LATE!

The whole family had overslept since her father had forgetten to reset the grandfather clock which usually awoke everyone with the birds loud chatter and ringing. It hadn't happened this morning. The morning had turned out to be a complete nightmare since the lioness had to pack the last things, get dressed and eat breakfast in ultra speed.

By some miracle the muggle volvo car was packed with trunk, pets and family on the usual leave time. What got the whole family in a stressed state was that they had to drive back two times to the house to fetch Sophie's diary and a second time for her prefect badge.*flail*

It was a flushed, red faced and not to mention overly stressed Gryffindor prefect that dragged her trunk into the still open prefect compartment. Sophie sat her cat carrier down on along with her hand luggage before she even acknowledged the other prefects already seated. Plastering on a smile Sophie managed to Patroclus, Iris and Ivy. "Hey everyone! How was your last few days of summer?"

Seeing a darkhaired boy whom she couldn't quite place (Treyen) she walked over and stuck a hand out saying "Hi! I don't think we've met? I'm Sophie Connolly, Gryffindor sixth year prefect."

She had waited til the last possible second to board the train, and had taken her sweet time making her way to the prefects' compartment, stopping only to watch Sabel until he was no more than silhouette and compose herself before stowing away her luggage and sauntering through the train with her trusty kneazle perched on her shoulders.

Her trusty kneazle who was almost more than enough of a distraction for her. The silly thing had been after her shiny prefect badge ever since she'd received it, and so she wasn't currently wearing it as to keep it safe until charms could be placed upon the badge by herself.

He still got affectionate nuzzles as she weaved through the crowds of smaller students, him being the only one she could currently give that kind of affection to. Sigh. The sight of the prefects compartment had a smile working its way onto her lips and she pressed her forehead against the door when reaching it, peering inside. Perseus mimicked her movements, balancing on her shoulder as he placed his front paws on the window and glanced into the unexplored compartment with curiosity that grew until he could no longer just glance.

The soft pawing on the window and then nuzzles of encouragement that she received from him was enough to have her opening the door and smiling in greeting at the faces of her co-prefects.... but not her co-prefect.

Who was he again?

"Hey guys." A few distracted wiggles of her fingers were sent to the others as she watched Perseus hop off her shoulder and begin to prance around the compartment as if he owned it. Explore away my feline companion.

"Ivyleaf." She plopped into the seat beside her bestie, and slung her arms around her for hugs before easing back into the seat. "Gavin." Cute sleeping falcon. Heh.

So many distractions in this compartment. Including... "Treyen?" Her eyes finally did a proper sweep of the room as she greeted the others again with more distracted smiles and finger wiggles, and settled on someone she didn't expect to see in the compartment. What was her best badger buddy doing in here?

Okay. Finlay figured that it was about time that he wandered down towards the prefect compartment. He had been hanging around the rest of the train for some time, and had decided that he probably should show his face, especially considering that he was headboy. So this was why he was wondering along the corrido (probably as slow as possible) heading towards the front of the train. Hopefully he wouldn't spend too long down here. It wasn't that he didn't like his co-prefects, because they were pretty epic, but he had other friends that he wanted to see, before they kind of didn't see each other considering that they'd have tons of work to do.

Ahh. He was here now. Pushing the compartment door open he walked into the compartment. "Hey guys." Headboy Carmicheal at your service. It seemed quite a few of them were here now. Maybe he should've come a bit sooner. Ahh well. He was here now and that was all that mattered.

*peek*

*turn away*

*peek*

*turn away*

...

*peek*

Ah, hell. None of the other captains are in there... What if the rules have changed??? What if they don't want me in there??? What if I step in and THE TRAIN EXPLODES!!?!

No, no, no. That would be foolish. Aaron was quite unsure whether or not to enter the prefect's compartment... As it stood, all his friends- Iris- were in there. And yes, he was allowed in last year, but he would be the only captain in there! Hmmm... decisions, decisions.

Waaaaaait a minute. I'm Slytherin Captain, and Iris is Head Girl. ... WE ARE SLYTHERIN'S GOLDEN COUPLE! Aaron mentally did a fist pump as he entered the compartment.

"Helloooooooooo, everyone!" [/grandentrance]

This time, Evan Cartwright had managed to convince his parents that he could very well travel on his own, and he did. He was perfectly safe on the platform, with all of his stuff and his body parts. He had to apparate at somewhere deserted in London at first, though, but he was all safe and with the gain of skipping the 'goodbye' process, he got to sleep a plus 15 minutes.

Dragging his luggage to the front of the train, he got on and headed directly towards the prefect compartment. Better to get done with this 'meeting' thing than to do anything else and rush back here. Plus he needed somewhere to leave his luggage, and these trustworthy people, with Iris being a Head Girl now--WHAT?!--were perfect for it.

"You are the head girl."

He stood at the entrance, oblivious that he was pretty much blocking it.

"Iris Beaumont is the head girl."

He blinked. Come to think about it, she was the best canditate, but still...

"Congrats."

Did this mean that she was his head or something? Because that wasn't going to happen. Iris Beaumont could never be over Evan Cartwright. Just... impossible. Impossible like the world's stopping today.

Moving at last, he levitated his trunk and put it over the shelves. Then, he seated himself, leaving some room for Sophie. He had to talk to her about... yeah... later.

"Hello, people," he greeted the rest at last. There was only one boy and one girl who he didn't know... both being from Hufflepuff. No wonder why he didn't know them.

"I'm Evan Cartwright." His Slytherin-ness was visible with his badge on his Muggle clothes. He had put that on on the Platform. His eyes travelled at the shiny "HG" badge on Iris again... Wow.

Aaron was waiting for reactions when he heard a confused voice be shocked about the position of Iris. There was only one person who came to Aaron's mind.

As the Quidditch Captain turned to meet the confusion, his guesses were correct. And as more immature thoughts came to Aaron's head, it was very hard for him to not crack up. He may have let out a laugh or two. "Long time, no see Mr. Cartwright..." Aaron said very casually. The two boys had a rough history, but Aaron was the one to let it all go... even if he was a bit crazy his second year.

"Think about it like this. ALL of us get to represent Slytherin!!! Aren't we best for the job???" Aaron knew the blondy was in shock and would probably have something to say for that... BUT the Captain shot Iris a look of 'he. he.' and added a smirk.

SPOILER!!: Iris

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Originally Posted by Nixy!

Iris looked away from the window when the compartment door opened. Seeing Ivory, the Head Girl smiled warmly. "Heeeeey, Ivory." The blonde shrugged at her question, "Eh, all right... How're you?"

She smiled to herself as Ivory's bird woke up and seemed rather irritated, then fell right back asleep again. If only brothers acted like that, too. "He's lovely." She commented, referring to his appearance, more than his behaviour.

Glancing back out of the window, Iris quickly scanned the crowd of students and parents, in the hope that she'd find a familiar, friendly face. The Head Girl didn't want to be in this compartment for the WHOLE train ride. She reached up to her shoulder and stroked the top of Hermes' head. Turning back when the Ravenclaw prefect commented on the Pygmy, Iris grinned a little. "He's called Hermes," she said, somewhat proudly. "It took me weeks to come up with the name, though."

"Yeah," Shrugging her slim shoulders, Ivory gave the head girl a small smile. "Me too." Alright was the best you could do sometimes without going into rant and she could imagine the stress of being a head girl alone probably warranted the use of it. Not wanting to pry, Ivory turned to give Gavin's cage a playful nudge at the mention of him. "If only he didn't think so too." she joked. "Already he seems to think the world was made for him."

Hearing the little guy's name, Ivory gave a nod. Strong and cute at the same time. "I'm sure he didn't mind being nameless for a little while if the reward was getting a great name like that." Thinking of her little brothers' Pygmy whom was simply called Poof because he regularly disappeared without a trace, she continued. "Not many pygmys can say that much effort was put into their name." Yup, the pygmy was a lucky pygmy to have such a caring owner. "Why it's a name the other pygymies can't make fun of." she added with a smile.

SPOILER!!: Treyen

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

This particular day hadn't started the way he'd expected. For one, he never finished packing, so, expect a couple of owls during the first week with everything he forgot. Second, he almost didn't catch the train thanks to his sister being late, this was the last time he'd stay in there before school is close to start. And...he got no cupcakes this time around.

What disappointed him about the cupcakes was that he'd failed to pack something else to eat on the train, so now he ought to make a stop on the trolley while on the train. Not that he didn't want to, he usually did it anyway.

But now Treyen was on the train, and Thaddeus was coming with him, instead of riding with his owl, the poor little Knarl had spent the same awful evening as his owner thanks to his most amazing decision of heading out to the beach instead of packing. Clever decision, clearly, because the sun-kissed skin went perfectly well with his amber eyes. He didn't regret it, the beach-instead-of-packing time, but he would've wanted to sleep a bit more. It was all in the past, and he was completely excited about Hogwarts, as usual. Only, this year, even more.

The train seemed friendlier to him this time because he already knew where he'll be sitting, there was no wondering which compartment to take...nor who'll he be sitting with...nothing of the sorts. Though, he still didn't know who the female Prefect for Hufflepuff was.

"Morning, ladies!" he exclaimed, opening the door at once. No knocking, or anything remotely similar. The boy held a smile on his face, one smile that got wider as he noticed Ivy already inside, "Ivy, how are you?" he asked, giving one nod to the Ravenclaw, and then his eyes went over to...Iris, right? "Hey there, I'm Treyen...Lockhart, and I don't believe we've met, like, officially." He said, nodding two times, "But I know you're Iris." No need for her to introduce herself, no? No.

And now the younger Lockhart just...took a seat...wherever, it truly didn't matter.

Looking up at the entrance of another student, Ivory felt her eyes widen and then her smile followed suit. "Treyen, hey! Fine thanks..." she replied automatically although she was really just a tad bewildered. It was great seeing him and all but what was he doing here. Did he need help with something...

And then it hit her. "Oooh, so you're the male Hufflepuff prefect!" she exclaimed with a grin as she gave him not one but two thumbs up. "Congrats, you'll make a great one."

SPOILER!!: Patroclus

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Originally Posted by PattyH.

It was an obvious statement to make, that Patroclus always brought far too many suitcases with him to Hogwarts. However he had been raised by a French Fashionista who had an un-ending vault of galleons, so he need the suitcases for the hundreds of pairs of clothes that he had.

Arriving in the Perfect compartment, he called out the window to his father who stood on the platform, "OK send them to me!" One by one, miniture charmed versions of his suitcases floated through the window, only to return to their usual sizes as they touched down onto the floor of the compartment, "Thanks Father! Love you!" He called, unashamed to express his adoration for the man who was not only his father but his hero and idol.

Turning to the other Perfects whom he had smiled at on his way in, "Hello everyone!" he cried, excited to be heading back to school, taking off his sunglasses and placing them into his hand luggage

Turning at the sound of another arrival, Ivory gave Patroclus a wave and the tiniest muffled giggle at his amount of suitcases. There were so many!

Almost to assure herself she had everything, her hand went automatically to her mokeskin belt. Feeling around the multiple patches each of which were enchanted to hold more retractable pouches, Ivory sighed in relief. Yup, all accounted for then.

SPOILER!!: Sophie :)

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

Sophie was LATE!

The whole family had overslept since her father had forgetten to reset the grandfather clock which usually awoke everyone with the birds loud chatter and ringing. It hadn't happened this morning. The morning had turned out to be a complete nightmare since the lioness had to pack the last things, get dressed and eat breakfast in ultra speed.

By some miracle the muggle volvo car was packed with trunk, pets and family on the usual leave time. What got the whole family in a stressed state was that they had to drive back two times to the house to fetch Sophie's diary and a second time for her prefect badge.*flail*

It was a flushed, red faced and not to mention overly stressed Gryffindor prefect that dragged her trunk into the still open prefect compartment. Sophie sat her cat carrier down on along with her hand luggage before she even acknowledged the other prefects already seated. Plastering on a smile Sophie managed to Patroclus, Iris and Ivy. "Hey everyone! How was your last few days of summer?"

Seeing a darkhaired boy whom she couldn't quite place (Treyen) she walked over and stuck a hand out saying "Hi! I don't think we've met? I'm Sophie Connolly, Gryffindor sixth year prefect."

"Hey Sophie!" she exclaimed as the Gryffindor prefect entered the compartment. Awww. Taking in her flushed stressed expression, Ivory felt a well of sympathy for the older girl. Jumping up to help her push her trunk to the side, she smiled inwardly at her phrase of question. Thankfully,Sophie had asked about the last few days rather than the whole summer. See that she could totally answer without her face getting all scary passive mask on them.

"Oh just continued school shopping you know. Books, quills and the like." Plopping back down on her window seat, she grinned as Sophie introduced herself to Treyen. Yay, introductions.

But then her attention was drawn completely to the new arrival.

SPOILER!!: Bestie :)

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Originally Posted by grangerfan8

She had waited til the last possible second to board the train, and had taken her sweet time making her way to the prefects' compartment, stopping only to watch Sabel until he was no more than silhouette and compose herself before stowing away her luggage and sauntering through the train with her trusty kneazle perched on her shoulders.

Her trusty kneazle who was almost more than enough of a distraction for her. The silly thing had been after her shiny prefect badge ever since she'd received it, and so she wasn't currently wearing it as to keep it safe until charms could be placed upon the badge by herself.

He still got affectionate nuzzles as she weaved through the crowds of smaller students, him being the only one she could currently give that kind of affection to. Sigh. The sight of the prefects compartment had a smile working its way onto her lips and she pressed her forehead against the door when reaching it, peering inside. Perseus mimicked her movements, balancing on her shoulder as he placed his front paws on the window and glanced into the unexplored compartment with curiosity that grew until he could no longer just glance.

The soft pawing on the window and then nuzzles of encouragement that she received from him was enough to have her opening the door and smiling in greeting at the faces of her co-prefects.... but not her co-prefect.

Who was he again?

"Hey guys." A few distracted wiggles of her fingers were sent to the others as she watched Perseus hop off her shoulder and begin to prance around the compartment as if he owned it. Explore away my feline companion.

"Ivyleaf." She plopped into the seat beside her bestie, and slung her arms around her for hugs before easing back into the seat. "Gavin." Cute sleeping falcon. Heh.

So many distractions in this compartment. Including... "Treyen?" Her eyes finally did a proper sweep of the room as she greeted the others again with more distracted smiles and finger wiggles, and settled on someone she didn't expect to see in the compartment. What was her best badger buddy doing in here?

"Arya!" Hugging her best friend back, she watched her furry kneazle wander around the compartment. Maybe he'd make his way over this way and she'd pounce on him with ear scratching and belly rubs. But for now, her best friend got another hug. If Ivory was going to do her best to keep her friend in a good mood and keep her mind off the train ride without Sabel then hugs were going to be mandatory. All the time every day.

Grinning as her friend noticed Treyen, she giggled. "Yup and he's not just here as a decoration either." Hint, hint.

SPOILER!!: Finlay

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Originally Posted by RachieRu

Okay. Finlay figured that it was about time that he wandered down towards the prefect compartment. He had been hanging around the rest of the train for some time, and had decided that he probably should show his face, especially considering that he was headboy. So this was why he was wondering along the corrido (probably as slow as possible) heading towards the front of the train. Hopefully he wouldn't spend too long down here. It wasn't that he didn't like his co-prefects, because they were pretty epic, but he had other friends that he wanted to see, before they kind of didn't see each other considering that they'd have tons of work to do.

Ahh. He was here now. Pushing the compartment door open he walked into the compartment. "Hey guys." Headboy Carmicheal at your service. It seemed quite a few of them were here now. Maybe he should've come a bit sooner. Ahh well. He was here now and that was all that mattered.

At the sound of the compartment door being pushed open once more, Ivory looked up eyes still dancing in mirth. Well, look who it was.

Bringing up her hand in a mock salute, she grinned at the new badge. "Hey Headboy Carmicheal." she greeted even as the compartment door opened once more. The previous year had pretty much passed with not too much communication between the Ravenclaw prefects but maybe this term would be different. Shy Ivy begone, this term she'd get to know him. They were in the same house for Merlin's sake how hard could it be.

SPOILER!!: Aaron and Evan :)

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Originally Posted by RobinBoyWonder

*peek*

*turn away*

*peek*

*turn away*

...

*peek*

Ah, hell. None of the other captains are in there... What if the rules have changed??? What if they don't want me in there??? What if I step in and THE TRAIN EXPLODES!!?!

No, no, no. That would be foolish. Aaron was quite unsure whether or not to enter the prefect's compartment... As it stood, all his friends- Iris- were in there. And yes, he was allowed in last year, but he would be the only captain in there! Hmmm... decisions, decisions.

Waaaaaait a minute. I'm Slytherin Captain, and Iris is Head Girl. ... WE ARE SLYTHERIN'S GOLDEN COUPLE! Aaron mentally did a fist pump as he entered the compartment.

"Helloooooooooo, everyone!" [/grandentrance]

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Originally Posted by Deniiz

This time, Evan Cartwright had managed to convince his parents that he could very well travel on his own, and he did. He was perfectly safe on the platform, with all of his stuff and his body parts. He had to apparate at somewhere deserted in London at first, though, but he was all safe and with the gain of skipping the 'goodbye' process, he got to sleep a plus 15 minutes.

Dragging his luggage to the front of the train, he got on and headed directly towards the prefect compartment. Better to get done with this 'meeting' thing than to do anything else and rush back here. Plus he needed somewhere to leave his luggage, and these trustworthy people, with Iris being a Head Girl now--WHAT?!--were perfect for it.

"You are the head girl."

He stood at the entrance, oblivious that he was pretty much blocking it.

"Iris Beaumont is the head girl."

He blinked. Come to think about it, she was the best canditate, but still...

"Congrats."

Did this mean that she was his head or something? Because that wasn't going to happen. Iris Beaumont could never be over Evan Cartwright. Just... impossible. Impossible like the world's stopping today.

Moving at last, he levitated his trunk and put it over the shelves. Then, he seated himself, leaving some room for Sophie. He had to talk to her about... yeah... later.

"Hello, people," he greeted the rest at last. There was only one boy and one girl who he didn't know... both being from Hufflepuff. No wonder why he didn't know them.

"I'm Evan Cartwright." His Slytherin-ness was visible with his badge on his Muggle clothes. He had put that on on the Platform. His eyes travelled at the shiny "HG" badge on Iris again... Wow.

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Originally Posted by RobinBoyWonder

Aaron was waiting for reactions when he heard a confused voice be shocked about the position of Iris. There was only one person who came to Aaron's mind.

As the Quidditch Captain turned to meet the confusion, his guesses were correct. And as more immature thoughts came to Aaron's head, it was very hard for him to not crack up. He may have let out a laugh or two. "Long time, no see Mr. Cartwright..." Aaron said very casually. The two boys had a rough history, but Aaron was the one to let it all go... even if he was a bit crazy his second year.

"Think about it like this. ALL of us get to represent Slytherin!!! Aren't we best for the job???" Aaron knew the blondy was in shock and would probably have something to say for that... BUT the Captain shot Iris a look of 'he. he.' and added a smirk.

More peeps!

"Hey." Ivory piped up even as she reached out a hand to try to pet Arya's kneazle as he explored along. So elusive he was! Leaning back against the window once more, she crossed her legs again and shrugged her dark hair over her shoulders.

Sure they could talk about the Slytherin and how they were best for the job buuuut they could also talk about the ship!

"So guys, did everyone read about that ship on the Black Lake?" she opened slyly with a playful poke to her best friend. The ship they were going to explore and investigate the split second the feast was over.
" Should make for an interesting term." Nod, nod.

After a few minutes of composing himself, Jacob approached the prefects compartment... 'Maybe this isn't the best idea' he thought to himself. It wasn't like he was forced to go to the prefects compartment.

Go in or not... Go in or Not? Why were choices so hard? Nope, he wasn't going in... Maybe... What ever, Jacob just needed to go in unnoticed and calm, like he belongs. Just nice, calm, and quiet.

Jacob quickly threw the door open. "Dahlings, I Have Arrived!" he said loudly with his arm open as if he were a celebrity that would be photographed.

Yeah... not quiet Calm or unnoticed. What if they Kicked him out for that? No, Jacob was too awesome to be kicked out... right?

Leaving his compartment and Kyle for a short time with a sort of mission, Simon headed towards the prefect's compartment. A small simple package was safely in his left hand and wrapped with an appropriate light green paper for its intended recipient that the Gryffindor wasn't even sure would accept the small gift. Simon came up tot he compartment just as Jacob his fellow captain had thrown upon the door to announce his entrance causing him to roll his eyes.

"New term new chance for the quidditch cup, Blunt..." he remarked a smirk on his face as if countering the younger boy's behavior as more meant for last term when Ravenclaw had indeed won.

"So this is the fabled prefects' compartment," he mused aloud looking around once he had slid the door closed behind himself and stepped further inside. His gaze now noticing both of his house's returning prefects as well as one out of the two remaining fellow quiditch captains.

Soon after he was seated, the compartment door flew open one more time, which was something that will happen many more times since they were missing a few more Prefects in here.

It was...Destiny's friend, no? The Gryffindor Prefect. "Heeey Patroclus," yes, that was his name, no?

Treyen smiled and waved Patroclus' way, before turning to the door...and...



...he knew her, okay? Just...not by name.

He also had no idea she was a Gryffindor. Exactly, where had Treyen seen her? Probably around the Castle on weekends? It didn't matter now, he stood up and took her hand for a proper greeting, "Nice to meet you, Sophie, I'm Treyen Lockhart, Hufflepuff Prefect." Like, that was rather obvious, the Prefect part.

"Not an easy morning, I suppose?" because his morning was NOT a very easy one, and he recognized the effects such a thing could have on people, or in this case, Sophie.



Treyen's eyes fell on this much-too-familiar person that had intruded into their compartment. "Arya?" he said, after she probably wondered the same thing.

Then again, Arya was very close to Ivy, chances are that she'd been invited to spend the journey to Hogwarts with her best female friend, no? Yeaaah, that was it. He was just so clever.

"I'm Prefect." He smiled her way, just in case Arya was wondering what he was doing here.



Well, someone was in a super-excited mood? Sure, yeah, he was the new Head Boy, but still...he lacked a couple exclamations points in his speech. Was he..not excited to be oh-so-close to Hogwarts?

"Hey, Fin." There, no exclamations points whatsoever. Only one nod after the greeting. It was the Finlay way, no?



Mmmmhmmm. No, Treyen wasn't precisely aware of who this one was, then again, he often kept away from Slytherin. Except, he failed to do so. On numerous occasions.

Evan. Right. Nod, "Evan. I'm Treyen." Another nod. That was enough for an introduction, right?



There was a lot of nodding going on ever since he entered the compartment, but that was good, no?

It didn't take long for Ivy to notice the reason why he was here, so he smiled, and sort of blushed when she said he was going to do well. This was an odd way of taking Cedric's badge, right? "Thanks!" he exclaimed, his smile getting wider...and then becoming a smirk when she added the 'decorative purposes' part to Arya.

Right. He was the Yearbook's pretty face, that's decoration enough.

Yet, she mentioned the tiny fact he'd thought interesting when reading that one page in the Prophet. "Do you reckon we'll have other visitors this year? Like Ikenna?" a visitor that requires a full ship for himself? That was probably Lord Borr, eh?



And then every single Captain entered, except the Hufflepuff one. Go figure.

He smiled their way, and one extra special smile went over to the Ravenclaw Captain, because he was just an amusing fellow. Seriously, his practices must be pretty funny ones, no?

His eyes went over to the door, though, for it seemed they were one Captain short in this place.

Jacob heard the voice of another captain. Jacob turned and looked at Simon for a few second before stating the obvious. "Yes, another term, another chance for us eagles to kick your butts, Bennnet." he laughed. "But do try your best, what's the fun in winning if the opposition already gives up." he added.

Jacob looked around the compartment, then took in all the faces, and objects. The 'Fabled' Prefects Compartment. "Yeah. It's sort of a let down, ain't it." he said shaking his head.

Jacob took a seat, and looked at all the prefects. "So what do you do here?" he asked. "Just kick back, and talk Prefect-y stuffs?" that seemed kinda boring... no exploding snap?... not even mocking of firsties who had no idea what was going on? That was always fun to talk about.

Sort of a let down? Treyen couldn't help but chuckle this time around. Yes, he chuckled AT Jacob. Though, he couldn't deny that this was almost as any other compartment, really. It was just...theirs. That's what made it...er, something?

Whatever.

Eyes on the Ravenclaw Captain, "Well, I don't know...first year," he replied, pointing at himself. Hopefully, Jacob understood he'd meant first year PREFECT, and not Firstie.

"Got any suggestions, eh?" he asked, a smirk slowly forming on his face.

Was he being laughed at? Jacob looked over at Treyen. What? It was a let down, it truly was. Jacob shrugged, what ever. Laughter was good for the bladder... or maybe it was the liver. Or maybe both. It was good for the liver and bladder.

Suggestions? "Anyone got Exploding Snap Cards?" he asked around. "or got some cool new Toy" Maybe something that explodes.

Like An EXPLODING ROBOT TOY!

Jacob's eyes moved to Pat. Oh Yeah! "Pat and I had an Epic summer, What about you guys?" Jacob asked, cause that was always an interesting topic, and things could have exploded... that was always fun. And Patroclus and Jacob had spent the summer being awesome... Ask what they did. Go On, Ask!

Simon was glad to see the comment was taken instride rather then the wrong way. They had exchanged friendly banter at the closing feast, but the Gryffindor had been sure that Jacob had taken it wrong at one point."Of course we will, have to make sure you guys live up to your hype," he said in half jest adding his own laughter. Ah there was nothing like a little sportsmanlike competition.

"Just don't be so quick to count your eaglelets before they hatch," he added simply before nodding his head in agreement at the let down. Next to the prefects bathroom in comparison to the others, the special compartment wasn't much different to the rest of the train. The captain about to say something when they were joined by a Hufflepuff prefect... one he didn't quite reconize from before and the topic was moved to fun things to do.

"Nope left my deck somewhere in my trunk and the only real excitement this summer was was visiting friends unless you count dealing with a best friend and his...adventures."

He...didn't have his cards with him! What an utter failure! This is what you get when thinking about bringing the pet into the train, instead of the cards. Guess we know what will be arriving by owl tomorrow.

The cards, of course, not the pet.

A cool new toy? Toy? Was Jacob still a first year? Well, Treyen had fallen to silence, for like, the first time in his life, he'd rather not answer since he had neither of the things Jacob had mentioned.

He couldn't help to raise his left eyebrow, though, was there something the Ravenclaw Captain wanted to mention? "Well, I watched England lose to Spain in the Quidditch World Cup," and he'd also helped Rae build the treehouse, no? But that wasn't for everyone to hear, "What did you do?" he asked, eyes flickering from Patroclus to Jacob.

Mmmmhmmmm. The Gryffindor Captain didn't have the cards either. So, Jacob was better off fetching some cards from unsuspecting first years. "Treyen Lockhart," he said, eyes on the Captain, and hand outstretched to the boy.

Iris chuckled at Ivory's comments about her owl. "Ahh, I'm sure he's nice most of the time though, right?" Well... looking at how he is now, Iris doubted her own comment. Politeness was the key, though!

Smiling proudly at what the Ravenclaw said about Iris's choice of name, Iris laughed. "You're probably right... Haha." Petting the pink ball of fluff, the Head Girl sighed, contently. "A name they can't make fun of. Definitely." She said, nodding.




Iris looked away from Ivy as someone else came into the compartment. Smiling, she nodded. "Iris, yup... and no, I don't think we've ever talked properly." Well, they might have occasionally spoken to each other in class, but nothing major...



As the Prefects' quickly filled the compartment, Iris offered each of them a friendly smile. "Hullo!"

Hmmmm. Were she and Finlay going to have to come up with some kind of a meeting for the Prefects? ... Improv'ing meetings didn't seem fun, but if that was the case...



Ah! Here he was, finally. It would have been nice for him to show up a little sooner, but no matter. Finlay had arrived now. Half-smiling at him, Iris nodded. "Hey, Finlay."

Glancing around the compartment, Iris guessed that about half the prefects were here now; if not more. Maybe now would be a suitable time to get something productive started. Particularly about those news reports about the ship in the lake --



... Eyeroll.

Always wanting to attract some attention to himself, wasn't he?

Seeing Aaron, she glanced towards him and smiled. Iris couldn't help but smile around Aaron... as silly as that might sound. "Hey, you." This didn't mean ALL the Captains were going to show up, did it? ... Maybe having them closer to the Prefects than last term would be good though... 'Cause y'know... with the mysterious ship and all, it didn't look like it was going to be a quiet term.



Her eyes were dragged away from her boyfriend at the arrival of the other Slytherin leader. Evan. She smirked at the look on his face, unable to contain herself. A small laugh may have escaped from her. "You seem awfully surprised, Evan." She raised her eyebrow at him. Cartwright didn't seem impressed at all with her Headship. " ... Thanks."

As Aaron turned to the boy, Iris rolled her eyes and hoped to Merlin that he wouldn't say anything inappropriate. That was the last thing Iris needed right now. When Aaron made a comment about them representing Slytherin, the Blonde's mouth curled ever-so-slightly into the teeniest of smiles. That one was going to annoy Evan a lot.

Iris cocked her brow at Aaron, shaking her head in slight disbelief. There was still a little grin there, though. "Shut up and sit down... both of you."





Iris cocked her eyebrow at the boy as he entered the compartment, making his ego clearly known. "Good for you." Iris stated, plainly.

Seeing as though the Captains weren't a necessary part of the meetings in this compartment, he hardly deserved a round of applause for finding where the prefects were.



Smiling as Simon walked in, Iris was slightly relieved to see a captain arrive who wasn't completely bonkers. "Hullo, Simon. You're not here simply to remind us all that you're on the train, too, are you?" She asked, bluntly looking towards the Ravenclaw captain.

"Nice to meet you... Simon Bennett," he said returning the introduction and taking the offered hand for a polite handshake.


Simon fought back laughter as Iris finally responded to things, putting both her boyfriend and Jacob in their places."Hello," he said simply at first, shaking his head at her comment. No he wasn't, for he was the quieter of the quidditch bunch after all. "Nope...just checking things out...checking in if there was any reason I was needed," he answered before remembering the small wrapped package still in his other hand.

"Oh and to give you this," he said holding it out for her to take. "Just a little somthing I conjured up that I felt appropriate for your new status," he added fighting back to urge to feel sheepish.

True. At least they both know who they are now. For some strange reason he started to think of Trixie, last year's Head Girl, and it just occurred to him that it couldn't be a coincidence that the new Head Girl was also a Slytherin, no?

It seemed Slytherin girls had something extra special that allowed them to become Head Girls? If that was actually true, then the same applies to Ravenclaw, since Arya's friend, Kellen, was also Head Boy last term, and also a Ravenclaw, like Fin.

That was...interesting, indeed.

"So, tell me Iris," no, he wasn't going to ask anything related to his former thoughts of the Heads, "What are you planning on doing after Hogwarts?" this was her last time, no? And he didn't mean to get her upset or anything, but he was considering his own future, that's why he asked.

Nod. Nod. Treyen shook his hand, while holding a smile on his face. In all fairness, that smile hadn't faded since he placed one foot inside the train. "I know," he said. Quidditch was the reason for him knowing.

This kind of made him feel bad about supporting Slytherin instead of Gryffindor during their match. It was back when he wanted to play against Slytherin, than Ravenclaw.

The blonde nodded in understanding, smiling kindly. "Fair enough" Hmm. Why would he be needed? Perhaps to whack Jacob on the head with a beaters bat. A little less ego never hurt anyone, really. Iris didn't need to say that aloud though, really. Just as she was about to announce that his help, while thoughtful, wasn't necessary at that time, Simon offered her a box.

"Oh!" Raising her eyebrow at his comment about her new position, the Head Girl failed to think of what could possibly be inside the green box. "Oh... um. Thanks, Simon." Iris was really surprised... Even her MOTHER hadn't gotten her anything for being made Head Girl! Taking the box off of Simon, she carefully opened the package.

Seeing what the gift was, Iris grinned. Shaking her head a little, "Oh, you didn't... Hahaha, this is brilliant!" The Gryffindor really had thought this gift through. She'd never really associated the caduceus to herself, despite the fact her namesake carried one.

Looking from the shiny caduceus to the Quidditch Captain, Iris smiled and hugged the boy. "D'aww.... Thank you, Simon. I love it, really, I do."

Iris looked up as Treyen asked this. With a small frown, she shrugged. "I really have no clue, career wise... which isn't good, really." If she had the choice, she'd stay at Hogwarts forever. Just as long as she had Aaron, Fallon, Jimbo, Wesley and Satine with her, that is.

"I want to go travelling, though. Definitely. Maybe over the next couple of years, that's what I'll do." The Head Girl nodded. Getting to see the world - the Muggle and Magical sides of everywhere - is definitely something the blonde would like to do.

Lightly petting Hermes the Pygmy, Iris smiled, awkwardly, at Treyen. Careers? ... They were something Iris didn't want to think about, much. Career planning means growing up... and that was something Iris didn't really want to do just yet.