Damon quickly got on board the train, he was so eager to leave as soon as possible and get to his home away from home, he also wanted to see if he could make at least a few friends this term... He found a good empty compartment which he noticed was rather dusty and he was not sure why that was the case... Putting his trunk in the little space above him he sat down and tried to relax but with him being so excited he was sure it would take a while to settle down.

Selena had brought a pillow on board. She had learned after three terms that the Hogwarts Express was a great place to be comfy, talk, nap and eat. So should she get bored of talking, she was going to take a nap with her polka-dotted pillow. Selena opened the door of a compartment and sat herself down, excited to be back at Hogwarts in a few short hours... if the company was good, that is.

She dropped her bag down on the seat next to her and unwrapped a giant lollipop. Sel liked lollipops, especially the big ones, they were colorful and pretty and sugar-filled lovelies. Mmmhmm. As she looked outside the window, she saw students buzzing around. Ahh... Hogwarts, the term was going to start again soon and Selena couldn't wait.

Isabelle boarded the train and looked around for a spot. She found a boy nearer the front of the train and walked over. He looked her age. "Excuse me, do you think I might be able to sit here?" Isabelle was surprised she sounded very French after a summer in France. Normally here she sounded British. She was extremely excited to get back to Hogwarts.

Damon saw a girl about his age open the door and his heart gave a short beat.. "Hi, come on in all the seats are open.. Im Damon by the way." Damon nodded courteously at her.

Huuuuuuurry hurryhurryhurryhurryhurry.

Salariel didn't really run, but he was moving pretty quickly. He'd unloaded his trunk, probably somewhere it wasn't meant to be, and he'd tucked his pet into his pocket for safekeeping. Now he was making his way to the front of the train; eyes on the floor, he ducked into a compartment, making sure he could see out past the front of the train from the window.

Perfect. If he couldn't break into the driver's compartment, this would have to do. With a soft sight, he sank into the seat right next to the window, bouncing his leg nervously as he stared through the plate glass.

Who knew how long it would take to get to the school. He wasn't going to look away from that window for just anything.

Alright. So she had been excited to go to Hogwarts. Like, really excited. But this? This crowd and all the pushing and shoving and screaming and crying children......alright maybe not so much crying, but her ears were ringing from the noise.

And there was a fine headache that was starting to prickle along with her frustration after struggling to get her trunk loaded. Thank Merlin's fluffy beard it was just her backpack, her half-grown crow with his bent and off-kilter wing that complimented his balance, and her peering eyes. Which searched for a compartment. One that preferably wasn't filled to the brim, which she wasn't exactly counting on.

But then she saw it. Her salvation. Poka-dots and lollypops she was so in! Poking her head into the semi-occupied but still spacious compartment, Charner squished her body against the door to avoid behind flattened by the mad rush of students. "Do you have room for one who shares your enthusiasm for all things wickedly-awesome colored?"

Aviva pulled her bags into the train, lugging her owl cage and large trunk behind her. Aviva shoved her things into one of the cartons, ignoring her owl's frightened squawks, she knew he'd be all right. Aviva found an empty compartment and sank down by herself, pulling out one of her new books. It wasn't a school book, but it had looked interesting. It had some old muggle legends in it, tied to Wizarding history. Aviva didn't know much about Muggles, but she was curious. She would never read a book solely about them of course, that would simply be a waste of her time, but when it was tied to history like this, she had no need to feel guilty. She was still learning, after all.

The pygmy puff balancing on her head was probably going to fall any minute now, but Sel didn't mind. She was fairly certain Kent wouldn't mind either. However, she was shocked when she saw a girl squish herself into the compartment and Kent fell onto Selena's lap. The four feet, five inches tall girl's legs barely touched the ground as she looked at the taller person with wide eyes. Selena pet Kent then held the lollipop in one hand, so she could speak and smile.

Slowly, Selena smiled warmly at the girl. "Feel free to take a seat, awesometastically colored things are cool and since you like it... you're cool," Selena decided with a nod of her head before beaming. "And since you like awesometastically colored things, you need a giant lollipop-pop-pop too," she added, pulling one out of her bag and holding it out to the girl with her not eaten lollipop hand. Giving the girl the lollipop that she had eaten was gross.

"I'm Selena Zabini-Riddle and I'm awesome," Selena said, introducing herself.

Mina attempted to keep a straight face as she made her way toward what she deemed her compartment in the front. No one ever found her there and no one ever sat with her, so it was hers completely. It was a tradition for her to ride in the front and being it was her last and final voyage to Hogwarts, she was going to keep with it.

Most of her things were safely stowed before she took her seat nearest the window. Diana was hooting in her cage, just to the left of her and her bag was laying atop her lap. Another treat was waiting inside for her and she had wanted to keep it close as she never knew when she would need it.

Sharing one of her cakes with Destiny before had really calmed her down a bit, as odd as it sounded. She was an emotional mess, but a little bit of chocolate with a friend had done her wonders. Or maybe it was just the company she was keeping that made her feel a bit lighter now.

She was still very much upset with certain things but at the moment, she was willing to let them go and try to enjoy what was going to happen. She was on a mission afterall and the whole things with Carter had put her in a mood. A foul mood and she wasn't going to let that affect her now.

No, she wasn't going to allow him to do that to her again. She wasn't that first year anymore and she had grown up since then.

Pushing back any thoughts of how angry she really was at the moment, she looked in her bag for more chocolate.

Isabelle smiled and stuck out her hand. Not for a kiss as in French custom but a nice proper British shake. She found some French customs weird, maybe that was why she liked Hogwarts and England better. "Isabelle, 6th year Slytherin," Isa said sweetly as she began to lift her trunk up.

Making her way back from the food trolley, Kurumi decided to delay her inevitable arrival at the prefect compartment by making the rounds around the train and looking for any of the first years she had met on the platform - especially Chris. She was afraid that some overbearing students might take advantage of the poor boy.

Kurumi spotted a boy sitting alone in a compartment, looking as though he had already paid the food trolley a visit by the way he was bouncing, and decided to take a peek in.

"See anything good out there?" she asked a little nervously from the doorway.

Damon shook her hand as well "Sweet name Isabelle. Im a 6th year Ravenclaw and i have to say i do like your accent, it is very interesting. I bet you are way excited to go back to Hogwarts, would you like help lifting your trunk? Damon asked?"

Well, did she pick a good compartment or did she pick a good compartment.

With a wide grin, Charner slipped into the space and closed the door behind her. Stupid noise. Stupid loud people. Ahhh. Nice and quiet in here. Providing the crazyness outside didn't end up bursting through the door.

But there were more important things to consider right now, like the awesometastically colored things. Being awesome. Meeting another awesome. And just, a compartment full of awesome-winness. And the lolli-pop of course.

"Of course your awesome." She replied with a grin. "First of all, there's your name." Dropping her bag on the seat beside where she plopped herself, she accepted the offer of the lolli-pop with a nod of her head. "That is simply epically awesome-sauce. Selena Zabini-Riddle. Catchy. Cool. Unique. And graceful. Then there's your pillow and lolli-pop, which thank you for by the way." Those things went without saying, so she spent no time on them. "Then there is your archive of words. Awesometastically is just...awesometastic."

Thrusting her hand forward, she offered it in greeting; something her brother had taught her in the realm of manners. "I'm Charner Hope Rainbow, and I believe I just entered the best compartment on this train." They should start a club or something.

Isabelle laughed. "Thank you, and this accent turns more British after awhile. I spent the summer in France with my family," she was extremely surprised she sounded French now. At the beginning of the summer mum and dad and Gabii were commenting on how here accent sounded British after a year here. "I am extremely excited to get back," Isabelle had been excited all summer to come back. Was that nice boy asking if she need help? How sweet. "Of course!" she smiled accepting the help.

Carson speedily got on the train 'Wow, this train is HUGE.' He thought to himself. He was wearing his school robes already, to avoid he rush of changing on the train. His wand was tucked away in his robe pocket. In his hand, he was holding the cage for his newly bought barn owl named Wallace. He remembered his parents' words to him. From his mom, "We'll write to you every day! We love you! I am so proud of my little wizard!" Aw, even though she was a muggle, she knew just what to say. Fro his father, "I know you're capable of great things. Maybe one day, seven years from now, We'll be working together in the Auror's office! Good luck, Carson!" He looked around for an empty compartment, but eventually gave up. He looked at a girl (Aviva) in the nearest compartment. "Excuse me, are any of those seats taken?" He asked

Damon lugged her trunk and put carefully on the luggage space above their seats. "There, i hope that will work, I dont think it will fall out unless the train has to put on the brakes suddenly. So where you from originally?" he asked her.

Aviva looked up from her book in surprise, to see a boy about her age standing there. She shook her head, "No. The seats are all free. You can sit here if you'd like. I'm Aviva, Aviva Rose. And you are? It's a pleasure to meet you."

Aviva attempted to smile friendlily, standing up and offering him her hand. She shook herself. What was she thinking? This was why she had no friends. Dumb down, dumb down, dumb down. What do cool kids care about?

"So, some Quiddich season, huh?" Aviva offered awkwardly.

Tori watched her cousin disapparate with a little sigh, turning away from the window and tucking a strand of hair behind one ear. She headed down the corridor, wondering which compartment she should sit in. Were they supposed to sit by year? Would she be able to find Hateya and Taryn? Hmm.

Sighing again as she passed loads of students, all of whom seemed to know each other already, Tori frowned. She was going to have to get to the middle of the train if she wanted a compartment to herself...

He wasn't gonna look away from the window.

He wasn't gonna look away from the window.

He wasn't gonna look away from the-

Chick.

Salariel's eyes immediately pulled away from the window and settled on the girl in the doorway. She looked pretty young, which was an immediate 'er' in his head, but... hello there badge.

A badge made her older and clearly interesting. Salariel's leg stopped bouncing immediately, which his poor little pocket pet probably appreciated, and a grin crossed his face.

"Nothing yet... you know how long it takes to get to Hogwarts, Pretty Miss Badge? I don't wanna miss it."

Isabelle smiled and sat down with a laugh. "And lets asume that will not happen," Isabelle said that would for sure not be good. "Well..." she began. "I am from France and went to Beauxbaton up until last year when I transfered here, well exchanged with a girl who went here and I have loved it," Isabelle explained.

"I admire Beauxbaton's way of learning or so i have heard from other students who went there originally, I was born and raised here in England, i wouldn't want to be anywhere else at the moment, Hogwarts always makes me want to stay no matter what happens, both of my parents are in Peru at the moment doing an expedition for the Peruvian Ministry for Magic, so far they have done pretty well." Damon smiled at her a bit. "I live with my Uncle Darien at the moment but he is always out all the time" Damon explained.

Mathias walked slowly through the train corridor, dragging his wheeled trunk behind him with one hand and carrying his newly-bought owl in cage with the other. His apprehension mingled with excitement about starting a new school where he knew absolutely no one had not subsided in the least as he peered into compartment after compartment, looking for a place to sit. Each and every one seemed to be filled with students much older than him and the young blond was somewhat intimidated in sitting with older kids, so he kept walking, looking for either a compartment with kids his own age... or an empty one.

It wasn't long before the first year came upon a compartment that seemed to sit two students who looked about his age - a boy and a girl. He looked through the window for a moment to confirm that they were indeed close to his age before stepping through the door. "Do you mind if I sit here?" he asked the two already present, but he didn't really wait for an answer before sitting down on an empty spot on the bench. He wasn't about to leave and have to share a compartment with a bunch of 6th or 7th years - a little too scary.

Kurumi wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing that the boy had suddenly stopped bouncing. Was she scary looking? Was her hair doing something weird? Funny how the latter of those almost always immediately popped into the forth year's head. She really should have spent more time with her father over the summer learning how to control it so that she wouldn't need to worry about it anymore....what was she saying? She had been gone most of the summer and the time she HAD been home there had been an unexpected visitor.

"It will be a few hours. Most of the best views won't be seen until we are about an hour into the trip," she smiled before her cheeks flushed a rosy pink. Right, she had put her badge on after talking with Cookie Hater at the food trolley. "And please, call me Kurumi." Not Miss Badge or anything that drew attention to it.

Kurumi began to tug on her long black pony tail, feeling rather awkward about the whole badge wearing already.

Isabelle smiled that was exactly how she felt. "Exactly, my parents asked me if I wanted to go back to Beauxbaton. I just stared at them in awe. I love Beauxbaton, don't get me wrong. But Hogwarts is much better," she smiled and listened to his story. "Peru cool. My sister does lots of traveling for the French Ministry of Magic and I think she has been there."