The boy seemed nice enough, Andrei listened as he spoke about his sisters and his feelings about school "It will be great!" he said with a smile " I wouldnt worry about it" Andrei had been very much looking forward to school as an escape from home, he hoped that some of his enthusiasm about Hogwarts and their first year would rub off on Harvey

Andrei nodded in answer to Harvey "Yeah, two brothers" There was a long story there that he wasn't really sure made for great 'getting to know you' conversation. "but just the one of them came to Hogwarts"

Wasn't the world a better place when you could accept bad habits? Hm, cousin? The fact was Bentley did enjoy bad company and it wasn't like he was any better, not if you asked the vast majority of girls at the school--something he was starting to wonder if his new friend here had fallen into.

"No rush to leave, mate. Get comfy, I wanna hear all about these new friends you've made that decided your face could use some improvements."

You'd think he'd have heard about a scuffle. Hogwarts kids were all about the drama and the crowds and the works. A fight on a train would be a hard thing to hide.

The Fourth Year gestured his quill toward the boy, watching it rise slowly but steadily from its spot on his lap. Of course it'd be taking notes, making them funnier while it was at it.

And a large congratulation to his cousin for not being a git right about now to the new guy.

Relax?

RELAX?

A huff left the Gryffindor when the older girl spoke. HUFF! "I am relaxed. Perfectly so." And just to prove her point, she kicked her shoes off and pulled her feet into the seat. See? RELAXED!

"By the way, my name is Dora." GryffinDora was suitable though, if she preferred. And with that the blonde gave the other girl a once over and smiled crookedly at her. This was going to be an interesting train ride.

This was encouraging. Lance was speaking with no tears. Heh. PROGRESS. Oh but wait... he had snotty hands! Dora quickly grabbed her hand sanitizer from her bag and squeezed a huge glop into his outstretched hand. "Rub that in before you touch anyone. Germs, Lance," she said softly as she leaned into him. And she had no boundaries for this boys personal space at the moment, but certainly he wouldn't mind, right?


#Gryffindor?

Anyone can grab
 

High Strung was a term that had never once been applied to him before. To be honest Tak wasn't a hundred percent sure if he knew what it actually meant so wasn't going to argue. All he knew was that he came here, and the boy didn't seem to want him here but also didn't want him to leave? "Alright." His voice was low, still uncertain.

Glancing at Blaise his eyes quickly travelled to the quill. He wasn't here to talk about himself. Just to sit for the ride. But if they were curious. "Only one person. He started attacking me for no reason in Diagon Alley. Tak shrugged. "I don't know who he is." A pretty flat sorry, so sorry, but not sorry.

*claaaims*
 

HOGWARTS BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUND!!!! "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!!!!!!!!!" MAN, THIRD YEAR WAS GOING TO BE AWESOME, HE JUST KNEW IT.

Matt pulled his trunk along because ain't nobody got time to leave their stuff in compartments, his owl's cage not so carefully perched on top of it, held by invisible strings. It was like maaagiiic. Because it was. Lol.

"EXCUSE MAY." The loud Gryffindor said as he slammed the door open. "Hi, can I come in? I'm coming in!" HE WAS IN. Trunk, owl cage WITH his owl and everything. "Yo. Sup. I'm Matt!" He gave the unkown dude a quick wave as he finished pulling his massive trunk in.

As Colt was relishing in the fact that there was no one here, he heard someone stomping loudly near his direction. He raised his head a little bit and soon enough someone yelled obnoxiously loud. He did make a first impression that is for sure. He raised his eyebrows when he yelled excuse me. Alright dude there is no need to be that loud. Least he was polite. He didn't have to slam the door either. He rolled his eyes and began sketching. He just invite himself in, what happened if he said no? Well this kid had guts that's for sure. The dude brought his owl too? He eyed his owl and it didn't seem to hyperactive.

Yo..? Sup...? What was he trying to be gangster here? Well he said those words too but not in the same sentence. He gave him a nod and said, "Hey." Then he figured he should at least ask something. Not that he necessarily had to. "I'm Colt. Colt Winchester." Now he was wondering what should he ask this kid, "Did you have too many chocolate frogs on your way in here..?"

Roo/Shan/Fave
 

Rooney was still in two minds about how he felt about his new co-prefect and everything in general. He was glad when their prefect gathering came to an end and he had time to breathe and walk the length of the train. He had no plans to check in on people or even look out for his sister, but Brinlee had immediately fleeced him for money for sweets and he had been an absolute sucker for it. He was just a good brother, ok?

A good brother that had also got a load of things to eat in case the feast was boring when waiting for food. Having sweets to bribe the new students with would make him the fun prefect, right? Not like Kitty... Ugh. Why.

He had initially walked past the compartment with his best friend in tWICE and decided not to go in, but on the third time..he opened up the door and stepped inside. "Olivia." Roo perched on the floor, and leant his head back to look up at her. "I have sugar."

Liv thought she was hallucinating at first. See, stuff was weird between her and Rooney right now....and as much as she tried to think they could just go back to how things used to be, carefree and normal, that.....really wasn't the case, was it?

She thought he'd avoid her.

"Oh?" She still faced the window, a small frown in place. "What kind?"

Azura was ever so sweet to him. He was pleased, that although he wasn't able to see her often, he'd still met someone like her. In a sense, she was probably the person he felt most at ease around whilst at Hogwarts, even if that still concluded to him still feeling a little anxious. He wasn't sure what about her made him feel that way, but there was something there.

The third year smiled ever so slightly and took a seat beside her. "Th-thanks," he mumbled quietly, much alike his sister used to when she said something she didn't want others to hear. Yet, in his case, his mumbling was evidently more a reflection of anxiety than muttering rude comments.

After placing his food-bag beside him, Ethan gazed at the notepad in Azura's hand. Was she writing? Had he interrupted her? "Did-did I interrupt wh-what you were doing?" his voice was still soft, but the fact that he's stuttering had been lessenening was audible.

"Jelly slugs, mainly. Brinlee stole the rest." Liv knew what his sister was like. Especially when sugar was involved. He offered her a couple, before looking at the floor of the compartment. Wasn't too dirty, but it obviously wasn't the cleanest place to be sitting. Not that he cared that much.

"Couldn't decide which of your thousand friends to sit with?"

She allowed a very small smile. Rooney knew those were her favorite....and because he was being thoughtful, she decisively patted the seat next to her. Why was he sitting on the floor, anyway? It wasn't acceptable for him, of all people.

"They seem to be doing fine without me. So, it's just Gus today." Liv wasn't upset about it, or angry. She'd learned in First Year that she couldn't expect people to fuss about her all the time. There was just too many people at school. She was just one person.

Besides, she had Gus.

"Couldn't decide between the Prefect compartment or your girlfriend?"

Matt PUUUULLED his trunk forcefully and repeatedly to make it go the way he wanted as the other guy introduced himself and whatnot. "Cool name. Are you from Winchester then or?" Haha, it be quite funny if he were.

After clumsily placing his trunk and owl cage in a way that wouldn't block his vision, Matt flopped onto the seat across the other guy, giving him a beamy grin. If he had had too many Chocolate Frogs? "No, why?? Do you want some?" He asked looking from Colt to the compartment door. "I'm pretty sure the trolley lady is not very far." Matt said as he leaped towards the door and stuck his head out to have a look at the corridor. "Do you want me to call her? OI, TROLLEY LADY, THERE'S SOMEONE WHO WANTS CHOCOLATE FROGS HERE. NOT ME, BUT, YOU KNOW, SOMEONE ELSE IN THIS COMPARTMENT." He yelled without waiting for Colt's reply.

As soon as the seat was offered, Rooney moved right beside her and leaned riiiiiiight over to lay on her shoulder. "Does Gus mind if I gatecrash your date, then?" Because even if he did mind...Roo was staying put. Liv didn't judge him or ask him uncomfortable questions unless it was a necessity.

Or so...she didn't until now.

He groaned, pulled his robes up in front of his face. "I told you.. I'm going to break up with her when we're settled at the castle again." And that was his plan. He even had a present to give her to...soften the blow if she started to cry. But hopefully, Minnie wasn't going to cry. If she did, then he was probably going to chicken out.

Rooney laying on her shoulder didn't disrupt the ermine too much, who was nestled tightly among her curls. No, Gus merely peeked down at the two from his high up spot, very unimpressed as always. Prissy pet problems. But Liv met the question with a girlish snort. "He's been in a mood ... I think he's eager to return to the castle." As eager as weasels could be....

Also, hmph.

"I didn't think you were actually going to go through with it." Liv only wanted him to be happy, because Rooney hadn't seemed as much in a while. Obviously, he'd been over the summer while they'd been at WADA ... but when there wasn't anything to distract, it was just odd. That was mostly why things were weird between them. There was a lot going unsaid. It made her feel ... a certain way.

"Gus, don't be a butt." This was best friend time and he was comfortable here on her shoulder. Where he felt he belonged a lot of the time. Whether that was a mutual thought, though..Rooney wasn't positive, but he would work with it. He was great at getting Liv to smile, even when things were odd between them. And right now...odd was an understatement for how this relationship was feeling.

It felt peculiar. Completely peculiar. Neither good nor bad. Peculiar, indeed.

Roo sighed, rested his arm over her for a partial cuddle and shrugged. "I don't get excited when I think about seeing her now. I dread it. I hate the pretending with it..." And he just wanted to do what he wanted and not worry about sparing someones feelings. Everyone knew he wasn't going to have been with Minnie for the rest of his life, so why not end it now when he was certain it wasn't what he wanted?

Hads smiled, sweetly. "That would be nice." She gave Asher plenty of attention, but still, she'd have liked to have a companion for him; another ferret or something for him to play with too while she was doing homework or stuff. Was Mustard a ferret too? Or a cat maybe. Hopefully Mustard wouldn't be a rat or rabbit or something that ferrets generally eat. "What kind of animal is mustard?"

Because depending on the answer, it may or may not be a good idea.

Asher was obedient sure, but he was an obligate carnivore with instincts to catch and eat food, just like a cat. So, yeah. She wasn't going to be able to order him not to.

"He's usually not that bothered by crowds. I dunno what's up with him today." She glanced into the empty compartment, noticing it for the first time. "Oh yeah, good idea." Hads slipped into the compartment and held the door open for Cornelius. "Coming?"

Ssoooo sassyyy!!!!!
 

Finally someone got him a tissue, was he going to be normal already, geez. Wait.. why would he want to talk to her, she is fine sitting over in her area of the compartment minding her own business, or nap. Both sounded good right about now.. "yeah.. cool" so this crying kid was only one year younger, did she just lose all her patience with people... "and im not shaking that." did this Lancelot realize that he was covered in human fluid.


Good everyone was relaxed, it was good for her to know. UUGGGHHH, whats with Gryffindors always wanting to introduce themselves..

"pleasure" she said cooly as she watched her say something and give him some hand sanitizer. She felt like she wanted to bathe in that stuff right about now..

Might as well give her name, so she doesnt have to sit here waiting for them to figure it out. "Echo, Slytherin" was that a good intro? she hoped that they would be okay with as little information as possible.

What kind of animal was Mustard? Cornelius' chest grew in pride. "He's a yellow bearded dragon. About a foot long now." Mustard would grow a bit more, and his tail added more to his size. It was awesome. "He's a good sport," he added.

Even though the bearded dragon might sound dangerous or creepy, he was actually a great pet. Save for his tendency to go out to explore on his own. He also play well with others, as long as he didn't mistake them for food.

"Yep." The boy followed in after her and shut the door so Asher wouldn't get any ideas. The noise died down and it was less stuffy now. "Maybe he's just not having a good day?"

As he heard the older Hufflepuff talking he couldn't help but keep searching for a place to sit. The third year looked at her. Brady scrunched his nose as he kept looking for a place to sit. His blue-green eyes ran across the corridor and back to Paige. "I don't mind at all." The Scottish boy could tell that she really didn't mind either. Why would she mention it if she didn't want to.

Brady noticed the chocolate bar, he couldn't help but notice it, she was waving it right in his face. "Wait." He just gave her a weird look. He had never heard of this before. What was this sort of wizardry? "Crisps and chocolate? Does it taste good? Have people always did something like this?" This was a very important question to ask. Bradson began to walk over to the spot at the back of the train. He took a seat. He didn't care if he was sitting on the floor, he would sit on the floor all the time and play with his little sister and his little cousins.

Bentley dropped his legs from Blaise's lap then stretched lazily once again. He was thinking that after this conversation she'd have a nap then try to find his girlfriend. She was bound to be somewhere around the place right? Right.

But first they it seemed they'd be treated to a story about how Tak got the bruise on his face.

What? Bentley blinked at the new guy. "That doesn't make any sense...some random guy saw you and beat you up? Did you fight back?"

Azura smiled warmly at Ethan as he sat down next to her and she turned her head a bit to look at him as he mumbled out his thanks to her. "You are most welcome. "

She knew that he was anxious about people due to the fact that she had heard him talking to his bear and she felt really bad for him. Her mounting anxiety had already been to much to handle and she had to hand it to him for being so brave.

At his question though her eyes flew down to her notebook.

"Oh no, I was just looking through some sheet music and composing a tune in my head that's all.." " She said with a grin at him. "I'm hoping to her auditions to music schools so I'm trying to figure out what I should play for them. " She explained with a warm smile.

...

......

Yea he wouldn't want to shake his hand either now.

Tears and sniffles were FORGOTTEN. Eyebrows furrowed to the extreme and not because the lack of personal space. What in Merlin's dancing polka socks did Dora put on his hand?! It was cold. And smelled weird. "What is this?" He grimaced, glancing between Dora and Echo.

Andrei sounded very convinced about his future career at Hogwarts, and it made the know in Harvey's stomach loosen somewhat. Andrei was right. They'd be fine. More than fine, really. There'd been so many students before them and they all did fine. Harvey would be fine, too (so Harvey told himself).

"You're probably right," Harvey agreed with a grin. He paused, deciding that Andrei's very short comments about his brothers was a clear enough indication he didn't want the subject breached further. He seemed so enthusiastic about Hogwarts, though, that Harvey decided this was probably a safe bet.

"So any idea what house you'll be in, or want to be in? What are you looking forward to most?" he asked.