MINE!!!

Ariana hoped into a compartment in the middle of the middle of the train, that right she was in the dead center, you know cause she was awesome and all, spreading he awesome chi evenly throughout the train.



AwesomeArianaWasAwesome.


She closed her compartment door and even thought of drawing up an "Occupied" sigh and sticking it on the door so she could just close the shades and sleep, but she didnt. She'd figure she'd leave it open in case any of her friends found her and they could Join her, but she didn't seem to have much of those lately.
She fiddled with the Burger on her neck and sat down with a sigh. why was she the first one here.. where was everyone..

Maybe this was a trap to get rid of her and the only person getting on the train was her and they were going to send her to the desert and kick her off and leave her there to DIE!

DramaticArianaIsDramatic.

Feeling much less encumbered now that she'd dropped off her luggage, the little second year meandered through the cars, looking for a place to sit. She was rather early in line this year, which was pretty surprising considering she'd felt like it had taken her forever to get her things around. She didn't really want to sit alone, mainly because she was afraid if she did - no one would join her for the whole ride home. Not because there wasn't anyone who'd want to, but just because she knew a lot of her friends were dating people now and they'd probably want to sit with them the ride home and maybe do things like snogging or just being annoyingly flirtatious and lovey the entire time. Not that that was a bad thing. She was glad her friends were happy and all wrapped up in the arms of sweet sweet puppy dog love - but she didn't really want to sit around and watch.

So instead of being her typical mostly quiet self, she slid the door open to the only compartment that was occupied thus far and piped up. "Hey," she started in an even tone. "Mind if I join you?" she asked with her face set to Confidence Mode. Cause you know, if she seemed totally unaffected by the possible rejection of a car cohabitant, she could believe she was too.

So They Were Going To Kill Her!!!!

She was sure of it. So sure that she thought about writing out her last Will & Testament while on her way to her death, but figured she would rather plan for her escape when the train started moving, 'cause if she jumped now they'd see her and kill her even worse then just leaving her in a desert all Alone with no one!!

And she'd never see Salazar again.. Or Daniel.. even though she hated him or Minnie or Max or Damon Or Oakey! GASP! this was tragic! ariana kicked her feet up onto the bench and laid out putting her hands behind her head, closed her eyes and began to sing softly moving her feet to the beat. "I'm Coming Home. I'm Coming Home. Tell The world im Coming Home, wash awa----"


WHO DARE INTERRUPT HER SINGING!!!!!!!

Ariana opened her eyes slowly and looked at the door.. it was a little child...

Maybe she should of put the sign up after all..Then no one would of interrupted her singing and certainly it wouldn't of been someone she didn't know. Ariana eyed the girl before sitting up.. once again very slowly.. she set her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands and spoke up.."and how would i benefit by you joining me?" simple yet daunting question..

Speak up little one..

Chloe slowly made her way down the train, she hummed as she looked down at the muggle magazine that she was reading. She had picked it up from Kings Cross in the summer term but had never actually read it, she found them entirely fascinating, reading about the lives of muggle celebrities. It all seemed rather silly though. However, wizarding gossip magazines were much the same. Just far more normal in Chloe's eyes! The somewhat ditzy blonde twirled one of her curls around her finger as she walked along to find a spare carriage.

She smiled at a few people that she recognized before she finally found an empty car. Thank goodness.

She slipped inside and pulled closed the door behind her, she then settled down into her seat, dumping her bag on the floor in front of her as opposed to on the rack above her head. The girl was still far too engrossed in her rather amusing magazine to spend any time or effort getting her bag up there. She settled back and pulled out a jelly worm from the bag that she kept in her jacket pocket.

Damon walked onto the train and picked a compartment, but quickly went past it seeing who it was occupied by, he really didn't need to look at Ariana at the moment, so he went to the one next to her. He sighed and got his guitar out, starting to play.

Mack saw the girl sitting alone, she stood at the door for quite sometime debating on opening it and attempting to make a friend, finally she took a deep breath and opened the door, hoping for a better outcome than the last compartment she entered. "Hi, I'm Mack, care if I join?'

When she'd first leaned against the doorway, she hadn't even realized that the girl had been singing. Aw well that's cute, she thought. I don't know if I'd ever be comfortable just singing out in the open like that. Oh but wait. She thought she was alone. Err...oops! She felt her cool facade falter slightly, but she regained her composure. Well someone was bound to walk in on her at some point anyway right? She's fine.

But then maybe she wasn't fine, because the Snake pulled into an upright position and nearly hissed at her like a cobra. What's in it for HER if I sit here? Seriously? She thinks she's that important? The question threw her off guard, and definitely struck her as rude initially, but as she let it sink in, she began to think it was sort of funny. She scoffed playfully, cocked an eyebrow and said, "What's in it for you ey?" She pushed the door open even further and held it with her foot. She chortled again as she crossed her arms in reply. "Well, you look to be putting on a concert for a party of one. Maybe you'd like some backup?" she asked with her voice full of teasing undertones. "Also, I've come to be pretty capable in a pinch and am pretty good at rolling with the punches this school tends to throw at us," she stated casually and tilted her head towards her right shoulder in a brief shrug. "Might come in handy? This train isn't the most reliable, is it?" she added with a small smirk. Yeah, she knew Slytherins were surviors - so maybe if she played to her strengths, she could get this girl to let her stay for the ride. And besides, Eliza was a decent enough person as any to talk to. The snake might just be surprised and end up even enjoying her company. Maybe.

backup!? was this girl Serious! She did not NEED back up she was perfect all on her own to be quite frank. then she was pushing the door open like she owned the place and honestly that impressed the upcoming sixth year. ariana shot the little one a smirk "I sing solo honey, sorry." she wasn't sorry.. not in the slightest to be honest, but hey she sold it like a salesman. "rolling with the punches?" really? who WAS this girl and can ariana keep her to do her evil bidding?

she'd invest in it.. possibly.. why have the blood on her hands when she can pour it on another's, and another house at that. she would do some serious hard thinking on this.. later. For now she simply stood, standing almost at least half a foot over the young girl and looked down on her "You got nerve kid." she said raising an eyebrow and leaving on the other side of the doorway and motioned to the inside of the compartment with her head "in." unless she didn't want to come in and she was just pulling ariana's leg, then Ariana would force her in

Train ride. Mo somehow crammed his broom up above the seats before deciding that was a terrible thing to do to the broom. It came back down and got a special seat of its very own, and Mo stretched out on the seat across from said broom. Now this... this was traveling in style.

He gazed out the window at Hogsmeade station, wondering if he should have made specific plans to meet people in a specific car. Vague terms could mean he'd spend the ride home making small talk with his broom. Which wasn't bad, necessarily, only brooms weren't known for their conversational skills.

Surely someone would find him, and hopefully that someone was his favorite.

Alice had certain people to find, people who were sitting in certain areas that she was certainly having difficulty finding. She thought it a good idea, though, to parade down the train corridor and nonchalantly barge into every compartment she saw until said certain people were found. And, though it was probably quite upsetting to all those others she had interrupted, it worked.

"Found you." Except Cactus was occupying a whole seat for himself, and his broom was taking up a whole other. And Alice sure wasn't going to stand, so she promptly dropped down on the floor and crossed her legs like a pretzel, adjusting Frank atop her head. It was more fun down there, anyway. "Where's Titus?" Lethal vampire bunny, wasn't he?

Oh, Alice!Ace. Mo straightened up in his seat and moved over in case she wanted to sit by him. Oh but if she wanted to sit across from him, and ol' Broomface was there... then he would have to move the broom.

Dilemma. AND WHAT IF OTHER PEOPLE SHOWED UP?

Mo hopped up and stowed the broom away carefully before dropping down to crouch on the floor in front of Alice. "You have a frog on your head, of the chocolate variety. Is that food, friend, or fashion piece?" And to answer her question, Mo pulled out his pocket to reveal Titus nestled inside looking somewhat disgruntled. Disgruntled!bunny.

He could have moved the broom before she got there, but never mind that. The floor was better anyway, Alice decided, and she was already settled there. And Mo could sit down there, too, if he wanted. "Friend. Except he may turn into squashed beloved pet this summer, depending on how Selina feels." Because she was still dead set on bringing him over for her month long visit. It wasn't right to leave a piece of chocolate in the care of a Lex and expect her not to eat it.

"He looks happy," she commented, staring at the upset bunny. "Did you leave his cage somewhere?" Having an actual pet seemed difficult. Effort involved, yeah? And clean up. Alice much preferred having one that slept in a wrapper and hardly did anything ever.

"You can sit in the seat if you want to. I should have put the broom in the luggage car, but then I felt bad about leaving it alone like that. Vivi got it for me, y'know?" He offered a hand to her, an offer to pull Alice to her feet so she could have the very first choice in prime real estate... seating.

"What's his name? The chocolate frog, I mean." Because all friends had names, even chocolate ones. Mo pulled Titus completely out of his pocket and set the bunny on the floor. He was happier out of pocket, although he seemed to be wearing a tiny headband and something that looked a lot like itty bitty tap shoes.

"He is happy. Sometimes. He's a very moody rabbit. I think he needs more carrots in his diet, so I was thinking of growing some in the dorm room next year. Maybe one of those upside-down garden patch thingies. And his cage is shrunk." He patted a different pocket.

Seth found himself in a compartment by himself once again. Just like how he liked it. Filling up all the empty spaces with his stuff so no one would join him, he pulled out a book and stroked the fur on his tiny black and white cat's fur. Smiling at the words that jumped out at him, he felt anxious to go home and have to deal with his father.

Father, yeah he wasn't going to be so pleased when Seth comes back with information or lack there of. Of course there was something the young Gryffindor would hide from his father, the truth. The truth being he actually befriended the enemy...

"It's a nice broom. I think it deserves a seat all to itself, don't you think?" She reached for Mo's hand, but used it to pull him down next to her, instead. Alice didn't let go of it, either. "His name is Frank." Beautiful name, wasn't it? A beautiful name for a beautiful frog who would one day marry a beautiful pet rock and get her some beautiful extra housepoints. Such a useful pet.

"What's he wearing?" Had Cactus dressed the poor thing up? No wonder he was so disgruntled. She continued staring at the rabbit, trying her best to stifle her laughter. "I bet he'd like that. Does he ever bite you?" Did bunnies do that? Was Titus some sort of vampire bunny, then? Alice approved.

She lost him. Again.

Even though she didn't feel like confronting a certain Seth person, Peyton wanted to find him and see how he was doing. He was obviously upset about something during the feast and she obviously had ruined the mood. Whatever that had been. The point was, she wanted to see if he was okay now and if he was angry at her.

Walking along the train corridor, her fingers trailing lightly against the wall as she went, Peyton peeked inside the the compartments when she thought she saw Seth's familiar sandy blonde hair. She stopped once thinking it was his, but it turned out to be a Puffer. Seth was no Puffer-doll.

Finally, she paused at another sandy blonde head, and THIS time she knew it was him. All his belongings were splayed about the seats like in her first ride to Hogwarts. Back when nothing was so confusing as it was now. She slid the door open, allowing Thor - the kneazle who had been bouncing along with her - to go in first.

She shut the door behind her. "Hi." She eyed his things, but unlike the first time, she didn't remove them. Instead she leaned against the door, tucking her hands in her pockets, her right fingers brushing against the necklace he had left her with at the feast. "Are you still mad at me?" Was he? Because she wasn't. She hadn't angry at all to begin with.

Mo happily settled on the floor next to Alice, squishing in beside her and giving up all ownership of his hand. Sure, it was hers now. By all means. The chocolate frog on her head got a very polite nod and a nudge from Mo's free hand before he said, "Very pleased to meet you, Frank. You... smell great. Nice luster, too... Ace obviously takes care of you."

She would take care of a pet that wasn't even a pet. Only Alice would. He peered around her to where Titus was hop-click-hop-clicking across the floor. "As you can probably tell, Titus is a vampire bunny, and he's been improving in his ninja skills. I had to make him those shoes so I could hear him coming." His voice dropped and he leaned in. Maybe to talk, maybe just because he liked leaning in. "I fear for my life."

Seth's forehead wrinkled, he was so prepared to kick anyone who dared to enter his compartment out! But after recollecting his thought and composure he found the owner of the light voice, it belonged to. Thinking for a few seconds he shook his head "no.

He bit his lips a couple of times "before you care to join me in here if you are, that is. There's something serious I have to tell you." This was no time for fun and games, the guilt was eating him alive! Seth couldn't take it anymore, his mom has strictly written in her diary that Seth must tell Peyton the truth and nothing but it.

"I uhm...I uh-" He couldn't quite get the words out, "Jesuit...my father sent me on a mission, that is why I transferred to Hogwarts." Seth's heart was beating really fast, his eyes were burning. Moisturizing his lips with his tongue he took paused then continued "I'm pretty sure you're aware of the bad blood between the Aguirres and the Walkers...well I was sent here to hurt the Walkers. But I also came here to avenge my mother's death...using you..." wiping his eyes he looked down in shame, his heart was breaking worse than when his mother Alana died. "I didn't expect to like our friendship as much as I truly do. I'm not going to tell my father anything that's going to hurt John and his family, I promise." wrinkling his forehead he looked up at Peyton.

"I'm sorry...really sorry..." Seth was so ashamed of himself, though he was doing the right thing by telling her the truth. But it didn't feel so right, it felt like the end of a wonderful friendship...the only one he's ever honestly had.

Alice played with fingers absently as she watched the little vampire bunny awkwardly hop across the floor in his itty bitty tap shoe things. "Yes, Ace does." Which was very easy, considering all she had to do was put him back in his wrapper at the end of the day and make sure no one accidentally ate him. Very difficult work, mhm.

"Ninja vampire bunny. Sounds legit." She nodded seriously and leaned in, too, taking her eyes off the rabbit for the time being. "You should. He seems very lethal." Alice grinned and resisted the urge to look back at the flopping little animal. There was a much better view right in front of her, wasn't there?

If she was going to join him? Why wouldn't she? "I am--," but she was cut off as Seth went on.

So his father had a name. Jesuit, was it? Of course she knew he had a name. She was just used to her brother calling him names. Foul names. Peyton listened, studying Seth more than his words. It was evident that whatever he was saying was more than bothering. Almost as if it hurt.

She gulped. Peyton wasn't good at these things. Seriousness was bad and she usually fled from those types of situations. She wanted to flee right now.

Her eyes narrowed when Seth mentioned her precious Walkers. Granted, they weren't related by blood. Heck, even John wasn't her blood brother, but might as well be. He was more sibling than any of her real sisters. Pestering blondes they were. "You wanted to hurt MY Walkers?" she said in a slow, yet contained voice.

What did that have to do with her and their friendship? "But I'm a Baltazar," she said. She was calm, serious. It was giving her a headache. "If you wanted to hurt them why didn't you go directly after John?" He was the sun of the family. The funniest, most caring and best brother in the world. If they wanted to hurt the Walkers then it'd be him to target. Not her. She was loud and terrible at homework.

"I kind of feel bad about the shoes. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but... now he can't feel the grass on his footpads." Mo leaned back against the seat and propped up his legs opposite them, making a bridge over Titus. His legs were a little sore from the crouching or something, and stretching felt necessary.

"I was thinking something this week. Should I tell you about it?" It was a real question, although it provided Alice with absolutely NO new information. Mo lowered his green eyes and studied her fingers twined in his with a solemn expression.

"You can take them off whenever, though, can't you?" Alice leaned an elbow on her knee and continued to stare intently at Titus, willing him to do something other than flop. Even though she found his poor little shoes sliding across the floor terribly amusing, she really did hope he would do anything else, because she felt rather bad for making a spectacle of his hilarious outfit.

But it seemed as if the bunny didn't have to entertain her anymore, because Mo was going to do that now. "Yes. Do. I'm curious now." Alice rested her gaze on him, paying close attention to him and tuning out the rabbit flopping. Because this was more interesting, probably.

"Yeah," Mo sighed ruefully and reached for Titus with his free hand, pulling the bunny into his lap so he could fight to remove each of the shoes. The headband absolutely had to stay, though, because that was the ninja outfit and Titus wouldn't be able to be a ninja bunny without it. Vital ninja wear.

"I was thinking," Mo was glad to have the one-handed shoe removal happening because it gave him something to focus on other than pretty Alice with her bright, intense look. "That maybe you like me better than you like anyone, the same way that I like you. And... and if you did, then maybe you were interested in having a boyfriend-type-person that you liked better than anyone and that liked you better than anyone."

He was saying this all wrong. Stupid-like, actually. He somehow pressed on. "I mean, if there was someone else you liked better, that would be okay. I would understand. But just if you liked me best..." He glanced at her and sort-of-smiled. "D'you know that sometimes I'm actually eloquent, but none of those times are with you?"

What? Seriously Peyton?

Seth looked down and rolled his eyes, he took a deep breath out of frustration. "That's the point, Peyton! he stood up. "In order to hurt John, I had to target the person he loves the most! Considering that his wife nor son were at my reach during the time this terms started, you were MY target!" Seth was trying to make her understand.

"do you understand what I'm saying?" If it wasn't for the fact that his deceased mother's diary made the young lion realize that he did have a heart, Seth would have Peyton major damage both mental and physical.

"I was going to turn you in, to Jesuit. So HE could threaten Johnathan...in order to cause him unimaginable pain! Pain that would knock the lights out of your brother forever! A hit like that would not only hurt uncle Walker but his so called 'blood-traitor' sister, aunt Marisca...And his revenge would be final...and mine..." He would have turned her in, to his father and let Jesuit take care of the rest. But Alana Dos Santos, had foreseen this before she passed away and knew her youngest son was the most noble one from her other seven sons. She knew Seth was the only Gryffindor of the bunch...like her and like her nephew, John.

"My mom was a seer and before she died she left a diary, the diary I told you I burned during Christmas break. I burned it before reading ahead of what the future held for me, but I also read about this moment. However the outcome of this situation between you and I right this moment wasn't in the diary, but she wrote that I had to tell the young Baltazar the truth...and that's exactly what I'm doing." Seth's eyes were turning red once again, at first he couldn't comprehend what his mother meant by "the young Baltazar" let alone did he expect it to be the one person, he really enjoyed being with. "The young Baltazar, being you..."