Did this one take him seriously? Was he really going to have to make room for a kid in the luggage compartment. He had never considered it, he had hoped his being in the back of a train would scare them off. Trekking it along in the back of trains was so much easier with all interesting drifters he'd met. Those guys were characters, really."Hello to you to." Tiberius sat up and blinked his eyes at the boy. "I prefer these parts. It'll quite down once all you leave to go sit in the compartments up front, Those corridors get too busy." This answered his question, yes? Although he had for the kid too. "You looking for something? I'll help you find it, and get you on your way."

Dylan stumbled a bit as he walked from the large weight of his suitcase. Merlin, this bloody thing was so heavy! The boy was far too puny for this huge... thing. Grunting and heaving it up a bit more in his arms, he finally reached the luggage compartment. The eleven year old squeezed through some chatting students and suddenly tripped over someone's foot, causing his suitcase to tumble out of his arms and onto another person's foot...

After standing back up and brushing himself off, he glanced at the person who he had knocked his suitcase onto and he froze.

Okay. This was the last kid he wanted to see right now, and the last kid he wanted to drop his suitcase on. This was just gonna make everything worse between them, wasn't it? Oh, clumsy CLUMSY Dylan. He stood there awkwardly, not sure if he should say sorry or...what. Finally, he decided not to say a word to the boy and quickly bent down, scooped up his suitcase and quickly stowed it away.

And now Lottie was giving her looks, because she wasn't already mortified about this entire thing. Aidan read that letter most likely while he was in his room, his EMPTY room....this...this was a compartment that had people squishing each other in places and coming and going in places. Awesome dude. Great going.

She would have told Lottie she'd clarify later but 'cept LOTTIE WAS LEAAAVING. Ugh. You had to be kidding her.

Of course she wasn't going to stay now that the Hogwartian had walked out and she was all set to leave when he started yelling that. Nope. She wasn't going to reply to that. Nothing good to say in that department. Nothing good to say about today. Nothing good to say about anything.

And they were both rubbish friends.

That was rich. Being sure she wasn't squeezing Felix too tight, she kicked at the closest piece of luggage then hurried off to find Lottie and a nice empty compartment. She couldn't have gotten that far.

Adi grinned. "I'm Aditya Rehman. But you can call me Adi like everyone else does,'' he said. Er. Was he supposed to shake hands? He held out his hand, anyway. "What do I call you? Besides, you aren't a student, right? So how come you're on the Train? I didn't know adults usually traveled on it. Are you a staff member at Hogwarts or something?'' And without realising it, Adi was rattling off questions one after the other. Pretty much what he had done at Ollivander. But maybe this man would not answer his questions with one word?

"Yes, I suppose,'' the boy agreed. He turned back to his trunk. "Just a book I brought to read to pass time. But I can't seem to find it.'' He lifted out some more texts. "No thanks, Mister. I'll find it.'' No doubt the man wanted the compartment to clear out as quickly as possible.



Adi had just turned around after adjusting his trunk, WHAM! something collided onto his foot. "OWOWOWOW!'' he exclaimed, clutching the foot and hopping on the other. Man, that hurt! Who was the blind person? But right now, he was just concerned about his foot. The pain had eased a little but still, he needed to examine his foot. Adi plopped himself down on his trunk and ripped off his sock and boot. Except for sore redness, everything was fine. No broken bones. Good! Adi now glared up at the perpetrator. "You!''It was the rude kid from Scribbulus. He jumped off of his trunk, wincing a bit at the pain that shot through his foot as he put pressure on it.

"Can't you watch where you're going?'' Adi brandished the sock and boot he was holding. "Are you hoping to get revenge?'' He yearned to throw his boot in the boy's face but he controlled himself by taking deep breaths. Instead all the boy got was a very intense and fierce glare.

Dylan winced at the look of pain on the boy's face. Now he felt totally stupid. He was dying to get away, but knew that this kid was gonna make some snide comment any moment so he stood there, waiting for what he was gonna say.

Aaaaand there we go.

Just what Dylan was expecting. He shrugged. "I didn't see where I was going and it was heavy." He muttered, not bothering to say anything back. He wasn't in the mood for this right now. He sighed a deep sigh in annoyance and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms across his chest and glaring back at him, waiting for the boy to say more.

Whoooaaaa there. How many questions had the boy Aditya asked? "Well Aditya, and I'm aware you said to call you Adi, but I like that name. Aditya, very catchy, Aditya Rehman. Good kid, could us some manners 'What do I call you?' is not how you ask for names. "You can call me Tiberius Dursley. No I'm not a student, and I enjoy train rides, mostly all muggle transportation. Lastly. Yes I'll be teaching History of Magic this term. So adding to your first question 'What's do I call you'. Professor Dursley, or Professor D. Either's fine, Professor D's kind of catchy too. Like your name, Aditya Rehman." Aditya really wanted this book. Nice that he was so concerned over it. Not many today enjoy the pleasure of a good read. "Tell you what, judging by your attire. Lack of School colors and such. You must be coming in, new to Hogwarts." Tiberius started, "I'll keep an eye out for you're book. Tell me what it is, and if I spot it, I'll return it to you at the feast. You should take this train ride as a chance to make friends. Enjoy it, it's your very first one going to the best school." Tiberius spent his first express ride rather alone, until he got to Hogwarts, he didn't want Aditya to waste it reading. Even if he really, really, really liked this kid's initiative to find the book. Maybe if he finds it before the train stops he'll get a nice read in.

After all the waving to his parents and stuff, Jayden really needed to get rid of his heavy burdens, which are his trunk and his cat's cage. He dragged his trunk along with him and when he reached the luggage compartment he saw that it was nearly full.

Being an eleven-year-old kid, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to lift it by himself, but he tried anyway. The amazing thing was that he managed to lift it over his head, however a split second later his hands gave way and it came crashing on to him. And he has the bruises to show for it.

Sitting there beside his trunk he decided to try something different, leaning his trunk on other trunks, he lifted it from the bottom hoping it wouldn’t topple towards him. Success, he managed to get the trunk up into the higher racks, it was actually pretty high up that it might be quite impossible for him to get stuff from it. Thankfully, he remembered his mother telling him to pack a separate set of robes into his bag pack so that he could change into it before arriving at Hogwarts.

Grabbing the empty cat cage, he threw it up on to the rack right beside his trunk. Then he and his kitten, Charlie who is transfigured to look like a red tabby kitten, set down the corridor towards the other compartments.

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Adi flopped back onto his trunk, still glaring at the boy. "Oh, gee. Like it wasn't obvious you were blind,'' he said sarcastically. He wriggled his toes. They still hurt a bit but not so much that he could not pull on back the sock and boot. "Maybe you should try working out or something.'' Then he'd be all strong and could manage his stuff.

Adi stood up again. "What?'' he asked rather rudely. "Go glare at someone else.'' It was also obvious that the kid lacked manners. Didn't even say sorry. Adi had no time for people like that.



Adi grinned. No one had ever told him his name was catchy. Ohhh! The man was a Professor! And he had an unusual name. "I like Professor D, so I'll call you that.'' And he like muggle transportation? "Are you a muggleborn?'' Adi asked with interest. Or maybe he wasn't but just was interested in muggle stuff.

The first year looked down at his muggle attire. "Uh. Yes. I'm a first year. I plan to change into my robes just before we get to Hogwarts,'' he said, suddenly feeling nervous at the thought of stepping into Hogwarts. More precisely, it was the Sorting that made him nervous for some reason.

Adi brightened. "Great idea, Professor D! It's called Witch and Wizard.'' It was his first attempt to read a novel by James Patterson. It was the book's title that had gotten his attention in the first place. He did have some comics stashed at the bottom of his trunk but this Professor had changed his mind about reading right now. Adi grabbed his texts and stashed them back into his trunk. Maybe he could find Tessa or Hazel. "See you at Hogwarts, Professor!'' Who knew he would have met one of his Professors so soon. And though he was thrilled to, he was not thrilled about the subject. History of Magic was the subject he was least looking forward to. Hopefully, the really cool Professor D in some way would not make it boring?

So luggage packed and she could leave then?

Abbi looked around, especially at the owls, and then decided the sooner she got her baba kitty out of here the more he'd love her. And she wanted kitten love and shnuggles because it was SO the best thing ever, even with the claws.

Her plan of leaving was not happening though. Nope nope. Someone had said her favorite word ever. The little eleven year old looked straight at the source. A boy a little taller than her. Did he have cooties? She made sure to keep her distance just in case. No cooties for Abbi Nuh uh.

Nods for the boy though. "Yep! I'm a witch too now though." Not that cool cause they were monsters. "I'm Fairy Abbi Campi." Beam. She loved how that rhymed. It made it sound real fairy-like. "You are?" She asked wondering if he was some guy fairy like Terence in Tinkerbell or PETER PAN. He was cool too.

Now THAT made her beam even more. She turned around to show him her back. "I do! I have all different colours in my bag too. I even have invisible ones." Those were for when you were in witch disguise, you know?

OHH and question for you Mr! Cause wings equals flying. "Can you fly?"

"So you're like... a fairy witch?" Tobias asked excitedly. "Like... like... maybe a little bit like Glinda the good witch? She looked like a fairy in that movie... I've never heard of a fairy witch before. You must be totally unique."

Tobias still wasn't sure if they were being serious or just imaginative, but it was FUN and totally WORKED FOR HIM.

"I'm not a fairy. I wish I was though. I'd LOVE to have wings," Toby said enthusiastically, bouncing on the balls of his feet. All different colours too... woooooooow. "I'm just a a wizard. Wizardus Tobias Tempus." HIS name rhymed TOO! "I can fly though! I just need a broom stick to do it."

The Hufflepuff looked around to where his stuff was safely stowed away, and pointed out the brand new Firebolt 600 which he'd INSISTED his grandfather put a kajillion charms on to make sure it didn't get stolen.

Or scratched.

No scratches until he'd flown it at LEAST once.

Luggage Compartment. Finally.

When she slid the door open this brunette was fully expecting that it was devoid of any other person given the virtual parade along the corridor. But like everything else that’s happened the past few days, expectations always yield the opposite.

So it doesn’t look like a quiet trip to her perceived juvey hall are in the cards at all.

But she was here, and there was this girl. Casually she passes the threshold and picks her way amongst the trunks and bags, peering down at labels and boxes and various thingamabobs. Yes she is looking for her stuff. You know, if she actually had brought stuff.

She turned and spotted what looks to be posh-- and rather obvious-- potions trunk just by the other girl’s feet. Bingo. “Ahem, do you mind reaching for my trunk please?” she said to the other girl fiddling with the other bags.

Dylan shot the boy a look and glanced at his own arms and then back at the boy. "I'm not that weak. There's just a lot of things in that suitcase. I have no doubt I'm probably tougher than you, though." he snapped back, eyeing the boy's arms. Yeah, Dylan was certain he was stronger than this puny guy.

Rolling his eyes, he turned from the boy. "Fine, maybe I will." he said through gritted teeth and then was off to find a compartment. He was so not in the mood for this today, no sir. He had been waiting for this train ride for years, and he wasn't going to let some stupid boy spoil it for him.

Adi laughed a bit mockingly. "HahaHA! As if I haven't got the same things as you in my trunk by I didn't try to break anyone's foot.'' So who's the tough one now?

"Yeah! Go on!'' Adi shouted after the kid. "And I hope I don't have to deal with you again,'' he muttered under his breath. Which was highly unlikely because they were both first years and chances are their Houses would have some classes together.