“Your welcome,” Em said to the guy that apparently wanted some of the candy. “Here you go,” she said passing the tote bag full of candy over to him.
“Emmaleigh Swynford,” she said to the new puff prefect. Sticking her hand out for the girl to shake.
As the new lady, who she was pretty sure someone called headmistress, began speaking, she nodded. “Yes, Ma’am.” Em said before looking back at the boy with her bag. “Everyone please enjoy the candy, and just make sure I get my bag back. It was nice meeting everyone, and congrats again.” Giving them all a small wave, she backed out of the compartment and went on her way.

Elijah sat for a moment, smug at the Headmistress chucking out the intruders who weren't prefects or captains, unlike him of course. He was Lewis, the Hufflepuff Prefect, right? But, he WAS Lewis without a badge...

DRAT.

And if he didn't have a badge, then Vickers would also be without one. Well, he got them in this mess so it was his job to get them out and make sure Vickers wasn't expelled during his last ever term.

"Patrols, yes! You're right Headmistress. Me and Spike will do the first rounds and you lot can relax," Elijah said, rising from his seat, waving to Vickers... er, I mean SPIKE to follow him. Before he left however, he contemplated whether or not to give Kurumi, his girlfriend, a peck on the cheek. He decided, though, that a small pat on the head would suffice. "See ya after my rounds baby cakes," and with that Elijah rushed out of the compartment, hoping Vickers would have the sense to follow suit.

What was with people not supposed to be here deciding to crash the place? Students looking for help was one thing but others seemingly there to cause trouble or some such nonsense was another and the newest Snake arrival fit into that category nicely. Especially when he seemed to be eying up all the girls within the compartment. He got an eyebrow from Gideon but surely someone closer to him would show him the way out.

Gideon smiled back at Selina as she graced him with her own showing she did still have some happiness amist her worry for her missing bat. There would be time for more private support at the feast or back at the common room. Way tooo many people here. Theres another one...though one simply curious and welcoming and offering sweets. Selina was bound to perk up at that bit of news.

His attention was turned back to the president when she responded to his previous mention of his meeting her daughter. He nodded in confirmation of her question. The woman certainly seemed happy about the meeting, was there something he should know about his new aquaintance? "Aye...that would be me. And yes I am." And to think he was a virtual shadow amongst the crowds only three terms before, though he was still one of the quieter leaders.

Again...Sierra seemed to be suspecious.

Gideon was glad he wasn't eating anything as Elijah decided to take his trickery one step further and get close to Kurumi. And with a pet name to boot. Oh no he didn't... He offered a glare at the boy not about to let his friend be made miserable without something directed his way. If only there was a way to get him out without causing more of a scene.

Right...those with badges were allowed in and had the right to stay in the compartment as the headmistress told the rest to clear out. It was then that Gideon remembered he had yet to put on his badge. The seventh year reached into one pocket and then the other before finding said possession and reaching up to pin it upon his shirt. There...now he was the official male prefect of Gryffindor house.

He'd like to see the imposters breeze through that trick. Gideon doubted they had managed to our even thought ahead to try and steal the prefect badges of Lewis and Spike to complete their charade. Or that the redheaded woman would believe they had meerly lost or misplaced them.

Busted.

Don't let the door hit you on the way out.

Aaaaand the Headmistress spoke. Something about this scary red-head seems familiar to him but right now isnt the time to go Sherlock on this. In these close confines he could hear her perfectly well and can perfectly see that LOOK she had on her face.

Yepppp that’s their cue to go.

He spared one last glance at Louisa, hoping that she can see the fear in his eyes telling her to cover for him if the real Spike DOES show up. He can hear Elijah Lewis say something about doing the first round with Spike-- that would be him of course. He quickly lay the pet carrier back on the seat then bolted for the door, just as Elijah Lewis was exiting it, getting caught in the door frame before stumbling out to the corridor. No he’s not looking back or saying goodbye or any of the sort. They’ve seen his face closely enough, he sure as heck wasn’t going to make them remember his voice or his accent to make the identification complete.

As if that’s gonna spare him the consequences…

"That's all I can ask," Cassandra re-tilted her head, just for a moment, and then she patted the girl's arm. AGAIN. Poor little thing. Whatever it was she was going through... poor dear.

"I'm sorry for your woes, child. Please don't let me steal you away from your friends if they can provide you comfort," Cassandra dropped her voice and leaned in so that only the Head Girl could hear her voice.

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Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.

There were WAY too many Prefects, pretend prefects, and general... little children-ness in this compartment at the moment. Anastasia found herself standing, and was about to say SOMETHING to reinforce Rae's clear-out order, when she was suddenly addressed by a Gryffindor. THE Gryffindor Girl Prefect, that was.

"Yes," she blinked, taking a tiny step toward the girl, and then one step back. Good Merlin, her seatmate--- that redheaded poster-peddler ---was a something, wasn't she? Anyway. "Yes, my husband was also once a professor at Hogwarts. We both were, for a time."

But that was then, and this is now.

"As I was saying," she cleared her throat and spoke up, "could we clear out the Prefect's compartment, please? Only those with badges may enter. And those in here should be taking turns patrolling the train anyway." The Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin boys near the door all received LOOKS, specifically, LOOKS at their empty chests. No badge, no admittance. That simple, Spewischard.

The Headmistress was beginning! Cassandra released Louisa and settled back in her seat, attention fixed on Anastasia. And on the door. And baaaaaaaack to Anastasia.

And then the door again.

Where exactly had Anjelica Lainey gotten herself off to?

The redheaded captain tried to let her mind drift from Mortimer for a moment so she could hold a conversation with Nessie. She liked the younger captain a lot and the last thing she wanted was the girl thinking that Selina didn't like her by blowing off their conversation. But in all honesty, all Selina wanted to do was just hand out her posters. They would always chit-chat later. Hell, she'd be more than happy to practice with Nessie out on the pitch one day during the term. Girl talk or whatever it was most girl's did with their friends. The only real girlfriend that Selina had was Kurumi and they were different. Kurumi was more like a sister than a friend, so hanging out with Ness one-on-one would be fun. She would have to make a mental note to ask Nessie if she wanted to go flying later.

Trying her hardest not to try and brush Nessie off and get back to the posters, Selina chuckled, "Nah. It was pretty boring actually. I spent virtually the entire summer home." Because a certain Gryffindor lady had decided that August was Lewis' month. Merlin, if Selina had known that if she wanted to see her best friend she had to send in request papers months in advance she would have had her stuff all signed and ready well before the end of last term. Without her best friend around during the summer, she didn't really go anywhere besides Diagon Alley, WHICH is where she lost Mortimer ran away.

Although there was some hope to her Mortimer case. Not only did she have Genevieve on the case to help her find her bat, which she thought was awfully sweet, but she also found help in the most unlikely place- Sierra Griengoth. Months before if someone had told her that Sierra Griengoth could say something nice let alone be helpful she would have told them they were nutters. Now, Selina was starting to wonder if she had misjudged Sierra. Anyone who understood what it was like to have a beater bat had to understand what it would be like in turn to lose said beater bat. However, Selina was not a huge fan of Scarlett; Mortimer was rather partial to the lady bat. Selina was always suspicious that he fancied her.

But she wasn't so impressed with Sierra when she asked her next question. The answer to that was right in front of her face. That was why Selina had put aside the time to make posters. Her hand traveled over to Sierra's poster and pointed out the answer, "Diagon Alley, this summer." The redhead did not like to think about how long her and her bat had been apart. It gave her separation anxiety.

However, she did nod in appreciation to Louisa when the older girl offered to help Selina find her bat. It really warmed her heart to see all of these people step up and keep an eye out for him. Mortimer would have really appreciated all of the assistance, "Thanks Louisa... I appreciate it."

Selina then returned to her box of emergency cookies that sat in front of her. One by one she stuffed them in her mouth and if that was not a distraction enough, Vickers had gone and offered to pick them all up stuff from the trolley. Maybe the troll trolley lady would give Vickers licorice wands and NOT Selina. She wouldn't have been surprised.

Suddenly she was snapped away from food, which was a feat all in its own, when she heard the nickname that sounded so sickeningly like Lewrumi. However, when she looked up to tell Lewis to keep his PDA to a bare minimum she noticed that he was indeed not Lewis. Oh right, she had noticed that before and had gotten distracted by the cookies. This was why cookies were dangerous. They were a temptress.

However, Kurumi was Selina's best friend, so she was not a huge fan of people touching Kurumi unless they were Lewis. Yes, as much as she had been against their union in the beginning, Lewis had grown on Selina. He was a good chap. And he cared for her best friend a lot, which was brownie points. Speaking of brownies... NO NO DO NOT GET DISTRACTED!

So as Vickers got up to drag the pair of them out of the compartment via the really pretty redhead's request, Selina made sure to flick the Lewis faker upside the head. Then she sent him a look that let him know in her own special way that she was going to keep an eye on him. What a weirdo... and people said Selina had problems.

COOOOKIES!!!!!

He took them and started on one. "You have a talent young lady. Come work for the ministry, we need good people in our new cafeteria. These are divine!" She said and popped a cookie in his mouth, sucking on the frosting.


He got to the headmistress and offered her a cookie. A non-sucked-on cookie. He then bent into her and whispered "I don't have a badge... do I stay? Or should I go?"

Kurumi thought that she had read somewhere that the new Headmistress had once taught at Hogwarts. Herbology was it? The seventh year was pretty sure that she had come across some of her old test and lesson notes while she had been studying for her OWLs. Specifically notes pertaining to puffpods, which Professor Bentley had covered a term or two ago.

One thing she HAD learned that she didn't know, was that Headmistress Truebridge was married and not family and would have offered what she could only assume were was a late congratulations when the compartment was thrown into chaos again.

Or...well...more awkward turtle chaos at least.

Her head SNAPPED back around to Elijah when he stood up and patted her head. Wait....WHAT?! Okay, Lewis had never called her that before...so maybe Elijah wasn't keeping as close an eye on her as she thought before. Lucky guess with the pygmy puff comment? "....baby cakes indeed..." Kurumi grumbled as she folded her arms across her chest and somewhat glared at the Hufflepuff as he left the compartment. She leaned over towards Selina and lowered her voice slightly. "Shame you lost your Beater's bat."

And, for the record, Kurumi was joking. Probably. She was still rather flustered about her pet name being said out loud...and by someone who wasn't Lewis.

Eyes darting to Milton for a moment, Kurumi nodded her head. No fruit...got it...and chocolate. Yep, she could work with that.

Speaking of cookies...

Kurumi's cheeks flushed when (what was his name again?) the Ministry official complimented her cookies and was just about to express her gratitude when he continued to talk...and then her eyes widened with surprise. Her? Work in the Ministry's food court after graduating? She could hear her father and Professor Bentley groaning right now. And her brothers poking and jabbing her in the sides while laughing like a pack of hyenas. Actually...Sierra probably was laughing on the inside. Kurumi Hollingberry, made prefect in her 4th year and top points earner for 6 terms graduates Hogwarts to become....the Ministry's lunch lady.

........

Blushing somewhat furiously, Kurumi tried to keep negative thoughts out of her mind right now. They would only show on her face and now was not the time for her to go into that mind set - even if her eyes did happen to dart around the compartment towards certain people for a brief moment before returning to the man.

"Oh, thank you sir, but I think I will be pursuing a career as a dragonologist after Hogwarts," she said as politely as she could. Sorry, no lunch lady for this Gryffindor. Dragon breeding and working in hatcheries was where she was intending on heading after university.

Belle nodded to the guy who was looking at her. She knew he didn't want to talk and she respected that. She was the new puff after all.

Belle heard the HeadMistress scolding at people who were in the prefect's carriage without a badge. They were so busted. She was glad she had her badge on. It was her first day after all, she did not want to get in trouble.

Annabelle shook her hand, "Nice to meet you Emmaleigh! That name sounds unique, i really like it." Belle said kindly. Annabelle noticed all the other prefects going out and doing their duties. She decided it was time for her to do the same thing. "Alright bye everyone it was nice meeting you all." Belle smiled and went back to her compartment on the train while going through the corridors.

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The Headmistress was beginning! Cassandra released Louisa and settled back in her seat, attention fixed on Anastasia. And on the door. And baaaaaaaack to Anastasia.

And then the door again.

Where exactly had Anjelica Lainey gotten herself off to?

The Headmistress noted the former Headmistress' deliberate LOOKS toward the doors, and returned her glance with a short nod.

"I'm going to go find Professor Lainey," she whispered. "Be right back." Hopefully...

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He got to the headmistress and offered her a cookie. A non-sucked-on cookie. He then bent into her and whispered "I don't have a badge... do I stay? Or should I go?"

Annie just shook her head at the offered cookie, trying not to wrinkle her nose too much. Mmm no, definitely not. She would not be spoiling her appetite before the feast unless it was something chocolate.

"Stay," you idiot, "you are part of the Board of Governors and an adult." Puh-lease. Did Greingoth surround himself with idiots to look smarter or what? "I'll be right back... once I find Ms. Vice President."

Then Bunz slid to the door and was out and about on the train, heading for the back.

"Louisa," The girl blurted out as soon as the woman said 'child', correcting her. President or not, Louisa had the curves to be called a woman and she could bring witnesses too to prove it if necessary. CHILD?!!!! Hopefully Vickers didn't hear that one. Hmph. "Thank you, professor. That's very considerate of you." This woman was awfully sharp and attentive, though! It made up for the child-calling and arm-petting, Louisa even gave her an impressed smile.

The girl, however, tends not to lean on people for comfort. She was good like this. People were highly unpredictable and risky. She was fine by dealing with her tough experience... by wearing a hoodie and hiding her hair underneath it.

Then the Headmistress started correcting the chaos pretty... firmly? Yep. The Ravenclaw girl literally sighed in relief when that curly-headed boy announced that it was their "patrol" first, she glanced at Vickers as he stumbled to his feet, and caught him looking at her and trying to deliver a message via eye contact. Louisa kept her poker face though, he was not getting away with this this easily, they were definitely meeting after the train stops.

With another sigh of relief as the Headmistress slid out from the compartment, Louisa started petting the cat in her lap, then bending slightly to check the sleeping one in the cat basket next to her. If that man kept eating cookies and candy like that, Viola was sure going to jump on him at any time. He didn't seem the kind to mind cats licking candy off his fingers though...

Straightening his robes and badge, a sheepish Spike stood outside the door of the Prefect's compartment, and took a deep breath.

He was LATE. Very late. Barely got his luggage on board in time and only just caught the back of the train before it moved late.

A curly head of hair poked round the door, and a significantly taller Spike than last term stepped in to give a wave to everyone. "Hi all," he said cheerily. "Did you have a good-" He trailed off as he stepped in properly and turned to take a seat.

There were other people there. Important looking people.

Ah.

He gave them a crooked smile, and hastily rubbed a hand on the back of his trousers before offering it out to shake. "I'm Spike Hutchinson, Ravenclaw Prefect." His tarantula rustled in his hair, aware of new people. "I'm sorry for not getting here sooner. I, er, got a bit caught up..." He rubbed the nape of his neck with his spare hand. Hopefully he wouldn't have to indicate why he'd gotten caught up.

Sierra watched the Puffer with a slight amount of interest, noting with a smirk that he sucked up like a true Badger and not like the Snakes Sierra was used to hanging with. If she felt like it, she'd clue him in one of these days. He was crafty...and funny, she had to admit, but anyone who went that overboard with sucking up was bound to be discovered sooner or later.



Yes, her Godfather, but that still wasn't enough to let him get away with calling her Ladybug in front of a compartment full of her peers. She'd have to talk to her mom and dad about that one later, but no, not in front of everyone and their brother.

Merlin this compartment was CROWDED.

The talk turned back to Jarek, which left Sierra more than happy to discover the boy wouldn't be accompanying his father to Hogwarts. "Ahh, that's--..." A cheek pinch?! MERLIN. "...understandable," she mumbled.



Hearing the distinct sound of a snorting pig, Sierra jerked her head toward Milton Shacklebolt. Who asked him for his opinion anyway?! HIT LIST, Shacklebolt. You're on the HIT LIST.

She glared at him then looked away. She'd have to keep an eye on him this year. Especially that Quidditch team he was currently captaining.



Thank you, Unknown Lady with Flaming Red Hair.

At least somebody around here had some sense about them. Sierra agreed, too. There were way too many people in here, and she could do with some walking around. "I'll go patrol the halls, as well," she volunteered, then stood up and headed through the masses and toward the door.



She happened upon the Gryffindor captain again on her way out. Oh, yeah, the one with the lost bat. In the chaos, Sierra had almost forgetten about that bat. She looked down as they girl tapped at the posted. Well, excuse her for not having read the stupid poster before now. Had this been Sierra's lost bat, she surely wouldn't have advertised it to every kid in the school. Gryffindors, they were way too trusting sometimes.

"Well, I'll keep my eyes peeled," she promised, and then pushed her way through the crowd some more. "Patrolling calls."



Board of Governors? Hmm... So Ian Amoroso was on the Board of Governors? Perfect. It was good to know she'd have an ally, and she'd have to be more understanding of his Ladybug's and cheek pinches now.

With one last edge through the crowd, Sierra left the compartment.

That woman needed to lighten up...

"Jooooooking!" He said in a sing song voice after the exiting woman.

He patted Sierra on the head and then wen to sit down.

All is well in your compartment, when suddenly the lights fade completely. Before anyone can even ask 'what happened?' they are back on again.

….then off….

…..then on…..

Does the train appear to be losing speed, or is that just your paranoia?

Finally the two boys had left the compartment, with the explaination they were going out on rounds. Aye...sure they were. Gideon returned the smile of the unfamiliar girl who sent one his way before settling into quietly observing the rest of the goings on of the rag tag group around him.

Selina was still worried for Mortimer...Sierra left the compartment too...then Headmistress Truebridge did as well, apparently going to search out a missing woman from the adult group.

Thankfully she had gone by the time the REAL Spike Hutchinson arrived and introduced himself. Now they just had to worry they other two either didn't catch on or didn't cause much fuss over the double-Ravenclaw prefect.
Just then the lights blinked off catching Gideon's attention.

What in---

On again.

Probably just a glich.

Off again.

"Something up?" he asked looking around to the others in the compartment. He hadn't just seen the lights flicker himself...did he?

A sudden loud grinding noise can be heard coming from outside, right before the train shudders to a quick stop, sending students, luggage, and animals toppling out of place.

The lights continued to stay on this time but a mixture of curiosity and concern still remained within the seventh year. Was it just a one-time fluke and not a big thing to worry about or was something really up. Taking a chance, Gideon got up to his feet, figuring to look out or even open the compartment door and see if it was effecting the rest of the train.

He was nearly there when a loud screeching noise from somewhere filled his ears causing him to winch before the entire train came to a fast halt. The momentum of the sudden movement threw Gideon towards the wall by the door with a umph before he caught himself. And his bad side too...owww. The boy leaning against it for a moment as he debated a next move and looked to his companions.

Now something was certainly going on.

Milton just SMIRKED at Sierra. Ladybug. Heheheheh.

And now that the chaos of the imposters had concluded, there was a lot more peace and quiet in the compartment. So, it was time for another licorice wand. But as Milton went to open the bag of candy that the one girl brought them, the lights flickered which totally didn't scare him and the bag of candy dropped onto the floor. Milton looked around to make sure it wasn't just him. Gideon seemed to have noticed it too. Weird...

Milton just shrugged the thought away and reached for the fallen candy bag. But as soon as he leaned down, the train came to a screeching halt, sending him flying forward, out of his seat, and into the lap of Sierra Greingoth.

Heh. Whoops.

The Prefects' compartment must be where the Board of Governors were located seeing as he hadn't happened across them while in the other parts of the train. When he entered the place Recard could see that chaos had begun to ensue but that it was slightly less hectic in this compartment because of the presence of adults. It also seemed he had beaten Headmistriss Truebridge back here, she must be helping someone else.

"Good Evening everyone, Armen Recard Department Head Of Magical Transportation for the Ministry here. Your Headmistress summoned me to help out with the Train problem and well...we can't fix it so we will be travelling by Portkey this evening." He dropped the sack of objects onto the floor infront of him. "Don't worry, it's perfectly safe and if you are new to it, just watch what everyone else does."

The Ministry official pulled out an old tennis ball, a worn out pair of sissors, a call cap, glass mug, top of a tiki torch, and a yoyo. "Everyone gather around one of the items here and make sure you touch it in order to be transported. We are meeting up at the Hogsmeade train station like normal. Don't leave the platform until we all arrive. Headmistress Truebridge should be back with us in a moment."

And with that the items began to glow BLUE ready to take off.

OCC: What he said guys! Go ahead and Rp your charrie touching a Portkey object and your charrie can disappear. You will soon see where you should post next.

Train problem...that was vague.

Though whatever it was was strong enough to stop the train and its magic, and not allow it to continue the journey. Gideon straightened up as he listened to the ministry man and what he had to say, at least about the solution, the older boy nodding to show some understanding. They would be using portkeys to get the rest of the way to the station. Made sense seeing other than walking in the night that was really the only option around. Not everyone had brooms, there were no floos on the train and the older students and adults couldn't very well use side-long apparation to move the whole lot to their destination.

Speaking of brooms since the prefect figured the rest of their belongings would be taken care of, Gideon thought he might as well grab the small stuff he had with him here. He took hold of his sachel over his arm and his broom in on hand before touching the glass mug, being the first and taking the lead. "See ye on the other side," he mused as he awaited the portkey to work, the items glowing blue.

Aye...he was glad Corvin was on his own.

...Louisa's head lifted up to where she thought were the lights, the cat in her hands started to meow faintly and squirm. "W-what's.." But before she could ask, the lights were back on and she FELT the speed start to decelerate. Okay.. that's never...

... aaaaaaaaaand almost to the ground but Louisa shot her hand toward ANY support by her side, which happened to be the president sitting nearest to her, and managed to stumble a couple of steps forward with her cat screeching in her other arm. "What's going on!" she said more annoyed than worried. Her sleeping other cat was not sleeping anymore but trying to get out from under the toppled over cat carrier.

The Ravenclaw caught up to the slight chaos in the compartment and she knelt before her other unnamed kitten, lifting her gently to her lap. She slowly rose up and inched her way back to her seat when someone showed up.



That was SO alarming. To the paranoid traumatized girl, at least.

She felt her breathing slightly pick up the pace as her eyes scanned the junk the man poured on the floor. She waited for the president or the secretary to confirm this man's identity, because she'd never met an Armen, she heard of him but never saw him. But before anything happened, Gideon got up and went for it.

See ye on the other side..

"That.. didn't sound morbid at all," she breathed out with a sarcastic tone, looking up at all the others available. "What about my cats?" Even if she missed some of those portkeys already, she was not going to leave her cats behind.

That kid didn't waste a second....good man.

Armen looked at the other people in the compartment expectantly, hoping they woudl hurry up and take the other available Portkeys before they left. He didn't want to have to make more or use up the ones he had left.
One girl didn't seem to quite so eager to use this new alternative and Armen looked at her and then at the adults in the room, where was the Headmistress telling them that things were okay and to just trust him on this? Geez.

"Yes, you can take your cats with you but they need to be a in a basket or something, that way they don't fall out on the journey." Because frankly if that happened, Armen had no idea how in Merlin's Beard you would ever be able to find them again.

Yeah so basket or something please.

WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN WAS GOING ON?

Renesmee blinked a few times as the train lights went off, on, off and then on again. Maybe something was wrong with the electricity, but before Ness could think much more there was a massive jerk and everything went flying, including the fifth year. She skid all the way to the other side of the compartment, landing right by her pygmy puff that too had went flying.

She looked at him took a breathe and then sat up to see a new adult had entered the compartment. She didn't feel too much pain, and she guessed that she was alright. She looked at the man before her wondering why he was here and still what was going on?

Once getting on her feet, she placed Puffles on her shoulder and listened to he's indtructions, which caused her to move Puffles yet again. This time she placed him in her bag deciding it was safer for him to be there, whether they were using portkeys or not.

Pout. Questions she had many of them right now, but as she eyed the blue glowing items she decided it was best to keep them for later. She nodded at the newly entered man and grabbed onto a glowing item, closing her eyes as the dizziness over took her mind.

"Louisa, then," Cassandra agreed, and she amiably let the girl wander back to her seat. Young people had better things to do then entertain fuddy-duddies.

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A sudden loud grinding noise can be heard coming from outside, right before the train shudders to a quick stop, sending students, luggage, and animals toppling out of place.

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The Prefects' compartment must be where the Board of Governors were located seeing as he hadn't happened across them while in the other parts of the train. When he entered the place Recard could see that chaos had begun to ensue but that it was slightly less hectic in this compartment because of the presence of adults. It also seemed he had beaten Headmistriss Truebridge back here, she must be helping someone else.

"Good Evening everyone, Armen Recard Department Head Of Magical Transportation for the Ministry here. Your Headmistress summoned me to help out with the Train problem and well...we can't fix it so we will be travelling by Portkey this evening." He dropped the sack of objects onto the floor infront of him. "Don't worry, it's perfectly safe and if you are new to it, just watch what everyone else does."

The Ministry official pulled out an old tennis ball, a worn out pair of sissors, a call cap, glass mug, top of a tiki torch, and a yoyo. "Everyone gather around one of the items here and make sure you touch it in order to be transported. We are meeting up at the Hogsmeade train station like normal. Don't leave the platform until we all arrive. Headmistress Truebridge should be back with us in a moment."

And with that the items began to glow BLUE ready to take off.

OCC: What he said guys! Go ahead and Rp your charrie touching a Portkey object and your charrie can disappear. You will soon see where you should post next.

The train ground to a stop, and then lights flickered. It was quite a sharp stop, and Cassandra had no doubt that the students in the passages and other cars would be thrown off their feet with the force of it. Merlin, what a disaster...

Thank goodness she and Anj were there to help.

"Mr. Recard... are you sure you want to shoo away the student leaders when they might be able to assist in clearing the train? They should be the last to leave." And that Mr. Gert who knew her daughter had CERTAINLY been quick to depart. What was the Muggle saying? Like rats from a sinking ship?

"Regardless, I refuse to leave until the children are all evacuated safely. Put me to use." And she crossed her arms like a stubborn toddler.