"Oh. Yeah, I know what you mean," Ariadne said, responding to what Trixie had said about psyching herself up for another year of Hogwarts. "I can remember back when I was a first year, and I was SUPER excited and happy to go to school." She had actually been counting down the days if she remembered correctly. Heh. "Don't get my wrong. I still enjoy the school a lot, and I'm glad I'm getting a good background in magic. It's just...well, who doesn't enjoy summer holidays?" She laughed a little, but she could actually remember hearing her mom and dad talk about that very thing once. Apparently, her mother hated going home for the holidays, although Ariadne never found out why.

She was glad Trixie had decided to join her in the compartment. Riding all the way to school with nobody to talk to not even for a little bit would be such a bummer. She raised her eyebrows as she looked at the box. "You mean you haven't opened it? Not even just a little peek?" she asked. Ariadne would have torn into the box the second her hands touched it. She had no self-control with those kinds of things. Also, she kind of thought something from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes sounded like a ton of FUN, but she didn't say that, since it would probably make her look uncool in front of Trixie. "Well," she said, with a shrug, "at least he tried."

Then the topic changed to summer. "Oh, it was so much fun! We went to Paris!" she said. Ariadne had actually never been there before, and she'd ended up having a lot of fun. "It was such a pretty place! What'd you do?"

Kaycee smiled at the new kid. See. She could Prefect. Befriending new students was a thing she was supposed to do. She nodded. Ooh. Quidditch. Interesting.

"Did you play at your old school?" That was probably a dumb question. Anyone looking for a scholarship was good and played somewhere.

She then nodded at Paige. "Yeah. I'm down to do it again this year." Among other things. It was their last year, she planned on milking it to its fullest. "Any other things you can think of to do?" She'd put it together.

Silas nodded towards Kaycee. "Yes, I did. My position is a seeker." Sometimes, he played keeper as a reserve for their team too but didn't think it was necessary to tell them. Of course, he was very passionate about the sport. Silas wouldn't consider any other options when he was this close to achieving something great and worked so incredibly hard for. Naturally, he did not wish to let the opportunity slip away. "Do you have plans to becoming a professional dancer, Kaycee?"he asked, his curiosity piqued.

Hmm? Silas blinked at Paige when she suddenly took his hand. Was she doing a palm reading on him? He wondered what got her buzzing with excitement at the mention of Quidditch. Amused, he let her inspect his hand as long as she wants. "You did? Can you sense that by just touching my hand?" Fascinating, he thought. What is she?

So... this was happening.

June had never been on a train before. It was the most exciting thing that had happened all week. The week before she had bought a toad to bring to school and then it had died two days later, so she had opted to not bring a pet to Hogwarts after all. Even though it was required. She wasn't really one for rules anyway.

The excitement of being on a train faded after a solid 45 seconds. June trudged down the hall in hopes of finding an empty... room, thing. What was it even called? Finally, she found one and slipped in and plopped her bum onto the seat by the window, slumped down, kicked her feet onto the seat across from her and looked out the window, rather glumly. Parts of her were excited and parts of her were... not.

"Exactly." Trixe agreed, thinking the very same thing. No one in their right mind would rather be at school then on holidays. Unless of course you were a Ravenclaw. She wondered briefly what the kids in blue did during their summer holidays? Probably went to fancy libraries or something. She realised that her mind was wondering off again and she gave herself a small shake and focused back on Ariadne. "Well at least we get to go to Hogsmeade this year. It will be nice to see what all the older students talk about, won't it?"

Her gaze went back to the box and she realised that she probably sounded ungrateful to the Slytherin but she wasn't willing to share the real reason why she was upset with her father. That was a story for Livvy, behind closed doors in the dorms. So instead Trixie picked up the box and carefully removed the lid. "Just as I thought." She pulled out a few items. "Extendable ears, dungbombs, a portable swamp, exploding whizz poppers, decoy detonators..." There were more items inside but she was sure that Ariadne got the idea. "He seems to have a bit of theme going to." Obviously these were the kind of things he used to do at school and thought his daughter should follow in his footsteps.

The talk of Paris caused Trixie's eyes to light up. "Oh how cool. I'm from Paris. Well I was born there and have visited there heaps of times. What did you like best about it?" She picked up an extendable ear and wrapped the string around her finger. "Well I actually spent quite a bit of time with my Uncle Oliver." At least her Uncle didn't have some ditsy blonde hanging around. "He taught me how to surf." Which had been pretty cool actually.

Ariadne just nodded along when Trixie agreed with her about the summer holidays. Who wouldn't agree with her? Well, maybe some people would disagree, but Ariadne just couldn't understand that line of thinking at all. "As a matter of fact, my brain is still on summer holiday. I don't think I could calculate something in Arithmancy or tell you the most important date in the history of magic right now," she said with a laugh. "My brain just wants me to sit around like a flobberworm. And eat chocolate frogs." That last line was an afterthought, but it was true!

Her eyes lit up when Trixie mentioned Hogsmeade. "Oh, I know! I've already questioned a fourth year about that very thing!" she explained. "Did you know I live in Hogsmeade, though? I'm still excited to get away from the school some, though, and just hang out with all my school friends." Up until now, she'd just hung out in Hogsmeade with her mom, dad, and sisters. Surely Hogsmeade with FRIENDS was way different! She leaned over when the girl began opening the box. Prank stuff, just as the girl had thought. It was still exciting! "Don't throw it away!" Ariadne exclaimed. Did she want it? NO. "...you can trade it with another student in exchange for something! Like them doing your homework!"

"We went to Paris mainly for my mom's potions business," Ariadne explained. "Apparently, there's a big market there. We got to tour the city a lot, though. I think my favorite part was how beautiful the place was when it was lit up at night." Trixie had been born there? Cool! "I was born right here in the United Kingdom. Somewhere." Heh. "Surfing sounds fun! Did you catch some waves or crash into them?" What did they call that? ...a wipe out?

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Kaycee smiled at the new kid. See. She could Prefect. Befriending new students was a thing she was supposed to do. She nodded. Ooh. Quidditch. Interesting.

"Did you play at your old school?" That was probably a dumb question. Anyone looking for a scholarship was good and played somewhere.

She then nodded at Paige. "Yeah. I'm down to do it again this year." Among other things. It was their last year, she planned on milking it to its fullest. "Any other things you can think of to do?" She'd put it together.

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Silas nodded towards Kaycee. "Yes, I did. My position is a seeker." Sometimes, he played keeper as a reserve for their team too but didn't think it was necessary to tell them. Of course, he was very passionate about the sport. Silas wouldn't consider any other options when he was this close to achieving something great and worked so incredibly hard for. Naturally, he did not wish to let the opportunity slip away. "Do you have plans to becoming a professional dancer, Kaycee?"he asked, his curiosity piqued.

Hmm? Silas blinked at Paige when she suddenly took his hand. Was she doing a palm reading on him? He wondered what got her buzzing with excitement at the mention of Quidditch. Amused, he let her inspect his hand as long as she wants. "You did? Can you sense that by just touching my hand?" Fascinating, he thought. What is she?

Pumpkin carving aside, Paige hadn't really thought much about other possibilities...but now with Kaycee's gentle nudge she was. "Will most certainly do," she nodded. She was half tempted to ask the prefect about maybe some dance tutoring right then and there, having grown fond of it while working with Dot despite having two left feet unless dancing with a partner - cue some rosy color to her cheeks at thoughts - but she felt that later would be a better time to ask. She HAD just volunteered the blonde for pumpkin carving and a movement circle of sorts.

She was quite pleased that Silas and Kaycee seemed to be hitting it off under their mutual interest in athletics, which made the Hufflepuff beam internally. And a bit externally as well.

But then her attention was back on his hand, held gingerly with both of hers and tips of her fingers lightly tracing over some of the lines there without her being consciously aware that she was doing so...a few lines there implying uncharted or yet to be achieved athleticism... "Hmmm? Oh...I...um..." she mumbled, suddenly releasing his hand as though she had just touched the side of a scalding cauldron in Potions class. "You just have....seasoned hands...and clearly use them often. Outdoors. That sort of sense..."

Paige Skeeter. Terrible liar.

"Well then..." Trixie rummaged through the pockets of her jacket and pulled a handful of chocolate frogs..."we can't disappoint your brain now can we?" She laughed as she threw Ariadne a couple before unwrapping one for herself. "And I'm pretty sure that my brain is permanently on holiday." Definitely took after her father in that department.

The chocolate frog was halfway to her mouth but quickly forgotten at this little piece of information she did not know. "You do? That is so cool!" She had heard so much about the place but had never been there. Something she liked to remind her parents about but apparently it would be so much more fun to discover the place on her own. According to them anyway. "So you'll know all the cool places to go to." Trixe was practically jumping up and down in her seat. "Does the Hogs Head really let in Banshee's?" She was so excited to hear about Hogsmeade that she had almost forgotten about the box of Weasley's products. And she had no plans in throwing the contents away. "Or I could sell it for a slightly discounted price." She said with a sly grin. She would have enough galleons to go wild in Hogsmeade.

Ariadne didn't know where she had been born? That was weird. "Did you see the lights from the Eiffel Tower? The view is really pretty from there." Trixie finally took a bite out of her chocolate frog and happily chomped on it for a few moments. "Oh Merlin yes!" She said with a laugh and almost spitting out a bit of chocolate frog. "I crashed into the waves all the time. I'm not particularly good at surfing but I had fun. My Uncle Oliver said it takes talent to ride a surfboard. Pfft..." she let out a snort as she lent back in the seat..."he's only good at it because he cheats by using magic." Her father and uncle needed to learn that she was not a kid anymore and wasn't fooled by their stories.

Well, she did ask him about his and about how a person would find out if he or she had awesome hearing senses. Vivian opened her mouth for a second and then closed it immediately. She didn't really know. "Are there any diagnostic tests or some sort?" Like sticking her tongue out for two minutes and singing the alphabet... or pushing her ear over the facade of glass window? Those sounded like funny suggestions but really, how would you know?

Oh well... that was thoughtful. Vivian smiled at Cornelius. "Thank you," she replied to his late greeting. And ooooohh drums! "Awesome! And... why's you get grounded?" What a sad thing to be grounded during the summer! How was he able to survive and enjoy his vacation with such restrictions? Vivian would never have dared! The blonde then grinned at the mention of Mason. "She's pretty cool too. Although being skewered wouldn't really be... uh... the most ideal way to make a new friend." If she were to be honest, Vivian was kinda scares of that cello bow. But let's not disclose more than what is relieved already, yeah? Heh.

It's a secret. Vivian rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at his direction. "No fair! You know about my guitar skills." They'd have to even it out. Come ooooon, Cornelius!

Summer had been busy and Henry was ready to head back to Hogwarts. Not that it was a bad busy or he longed to separate himself from summer, in fact he rather enjoyed his summer. It was more that it was just time and he was ready for the routine in seeing his friends everyday. And it was any of those friends that he was looking for to sit with on the train.

The fourteen year old had spotted someone through the compartment window he wouldn't have minded sitting with when he had first gotten on, but he soon realized he'd be walking into an awkward third wheel situation and thought better of it. He wasn't so sure he had been seen anyway and just kept walking, following his kneazle down the corridor. He alternated his focus on the compartments as he passed and the feline as he walked... and who just walked into an open compartment.

"Oh, I guess we're sitting in here, Chewbacca?" he chuckled as he followed him inside, looking to see who might already be in there. "Oh, hey.." he soon grinned, eventually recognizing her as the new transfer he met at Diagon Alley. What was her name..? Oh right, it was one of the months of the year, wasn't it? "June.. hi!" He did promise to show her around if she needed any help so he thought nothing of taking the seat opposite her, allowing room for her feet, as his kneazle curled up next to him.

Kids here...
Kids there...
Kids everywhere...

Sean was careful enough not to stumble on anyone nor step on anyone's foot for that matter. He's new at Hogwarts and the last thing he needs is a bad impression from students that he is not very familiar with. It is his fault for getting in late. His mother was very specific that he should have had entered the train earlier than he did, but of course just like every other teenager. He went on his own way.

Wrong.
Next time he is following his mother's advice. After all, she was right about this one.

Sean had his small sling bag with him with all his necessities in it. He didn't want to get ready just yet, he can do that when the train is super near to Hogwarts. Yes, that would be a lot nicer. Besides, how is he going to put on robes and all of that when he can't even find a compartment of his own. Baby steps... baby steps... First he needs to get into a compartment where he can actually sit.

Whistling a tune, he opened the door of a not-so full compartment. At this point he can share with just about anyone. He doesn't mind. He then sits on the available seat and got cozy...

Now that feels good.

Maaaaan, could the train LEAVE already? June was tired of watching all these parents out the window saying goodbye to their kids. It was sappy and gross and she wanted to throw up on them. Projectile vomit right out the windo--

Oh, there was a person and a creature walking in uninvited to HER compartment. She should have shut the door. Wait, the person knew her? She didn't know anybody who went to Hogwarts...

"Oh. Hi," she said flatly, recognizing the boy from when they met in Diagon Alley with that weird girl who she was pretty sure hated her and didn't care. June's eyes were on the creature that was with the younger boy. It looked like a cat... and a rat... smashed into one hideous creation. And it was freaky. "What the hell is that?" she asked, looking at the boy.

Kelly wrapper herself around her best friend and sighed. There was so much on her mind right now....Maybe she wouldn't mess the band up at least...."I haven't seen them around yet. But when we do we can at least invite Lily over." It was still hard that Kali was gone but the blonde had got used to their new member and they were doing pretty good together. Plus, it made Nat happy an that make Kelly happy. As happy as she could be right now, being freshly separated from her first love....who didn't love her back.

Listening to her bestie the Slytherin nodded. There was a lot to look foward to but right now Kelly just wanted to hide forever. Why oh why had she been such a terrible girlfriend?! Maybe she should not get into relationships at all. "Yeah that sounds like fun." Oh another gig? Their first one had gone so good it was hard to top really. "I am sure the rest of the band would like that too. We could have a theme party."

Henry didn't even question if June remembered him or not, even if she didn't address him by name, because he was certain she did. At the time, she didn't seem to have known anyone who went to Hogwarts - or at least that was what the boy assumed - and he briefly wondered if she had met anyone else school age in the time since. Either way, he wasn't about to let her sit alone. At least not yet.

What..? Henry gave her a questioning look before he glanced down at his pet with a smile as he remembered that she had little experience with the Wizarding world. "Oh, this is Chewbacca, my kneazle. They're a lot like cats, really," he nodded as he looked back up at her. "Do you have any pets?"

See? It was good that Henry was there, so he could answer any questions she had before she actually made it to Hogwarts. She'd fit in, in no time.

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Henry didn't even question if June remembered him or not, even if she didn't address him by name, because he was certain she did. At the time, she didn't seem to have known anyone who went to Hogwarts - or at least that was what the boy assumed - and he briefly wondered if she had met anyone else school age in the time since. Either way, he wasn't about to let her sit alone. At least not yet.

What..? Henry gave her a questioning look before he glanced down at his pet with a smile as he remembered that she had little experience with the Wizarding world. "Oh, this is Chewbacca, my kneazle. They're a lot like cats, really," he nodded as he looked back up at her. "Do you have any pets?"

See? It was good that Henry was there, so he could answer any questions she had before she actually made it to Hogwarts. She'd fit in, in no time.

A kneazle, right. She had read something about those when she was catching up on her.. wizardy school stuff. They were weird as hell, man. "Chewbacca?" she repeated, questioning his name choice. June was sure that even Chewbacca was cuter than this thing.

"Um, no. I had a cat but it just died." June wiggled her nose. The only living thing she actually cared about had DIED on her. Well, there was one other living thing she cared about, but... he was dumb and not coming to school so she hated him right now. "I didn't really want to get another one. I did buy a frog a couple weeks ago, but it died too..." So obviously, she was cursed.

She glanced at the door, but soon looked at her bestie once more. "Yeah they'll be around. Hady will be pretty busy this term with NEWTs, band, classes, and now Head Girl stuff. It's exciting to see her get that." She was so proud of her bandmate, but nervous it was the start to the end of them once again. With Hady being a seventh year would she want to continue with the band after this term? Pushing it out of her mind she nodded at Kelly, "Yeah, Lily will find us. She's band family now." Lily had always been part of Nat's group, but now being part of the band made it even better. She was still pretty mad at Kali for just disappearing and hadn't spoke her name all summer. "No one has heard from Ilia that you know of?" Ilia hadn't been around all summer and Nat worried about her.


She smiled staying close to her friend. "I thought maybe we could dress up and make Halloween even more fun." Giving a playful smirk she had a few things up her sleeve as she thought about it. Nat loved to plan gigs, it had kept her mind busy last term when things got bad. They did have a great one last term, but the even more exciting was the talent search over the summer. She truly felt The Sirens were moving in the right direction.

There was a lot going on for their fellow band member Hady indeed and kelly was proud to call her her friend. They had been experimenting with spells and that girl really deserved her head girl status. She was so smart.No wonder Frankie couldn't go long without her. Other than Bast...who probably didn't miss her much. Somehow the Slytherin had to stop thinking about her ex boyfriend, this could not be healthy and it made her feel terrible too. " I know right? We got a real smart one in there", she chuckled a little. Hopefully it would all fit in with their schedule. The band really had taken enough negative things on over the past couple months."Lily always finds /you/". There was definitely some chemistry going on between the two...the kinda chemistry she had with Kali. Sigh. Another person that left her. "Nope nothing about Ilia....i mean where am i supposed to here? its like the world swallowed her...." It was unfair that she just left and expected them to take her on again just like that, she better had a good explanation.


As Nat explained her idea the sixth year nodded along with her besties words. She always had a great ideas and this proved to be one as well. " I really like that and i am sure the others will too. Last time was great fun."Plus it would distract her from wallowing in self pity. That smirk that appeared on her besties face when she spoke about it, kinda made the blonde wonder what she had on her mind now. Nats mind was like a labyrinth of amazing and sometimes disturbing stuff.

Giving the kneazle a few pets as he got comfortable, Henry looked up and nodded. "Yeah, Chewbacca... do you know the Star Wars movies?" He couldn't tell if her questioning tone was because she was unfamiliar with the character name or if it was for some other reason, but for as much as he knew, he was aware that she had been raised around muggle things and he thought it likely that she'd be at least familiar enough that he could mention it. "I really like them and I thought he kind of resembled him," he added with a chuckle. Plus he really liked him as a character.

But his cheerful grin soon faded as June continued. "Aw, no.. I'm really sorry." Chewbacca being his first real pet, Henry did not know the pain of losing a pet, but he figured it must really suck. "What..?" His eyebrows raised in surprise. What bad luck. "Wow, that's really rough.." What did one even say after that? Awkward.

"Maybe your next pet should be a phoenix." They always came back.

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Giving the kneazle a few pets as he got comfortable, Henry looked up and nodded. "Yeah, Chewbacca... do you know the Star Wars movies?" He couldn't tell if her questioning tone was because she was unfamiliar with the character name or if it was for some other reason, but for as much as he knew, he was aware that she had been raised around muggle things and he thought it likely that she'd be at least familiar enough that he could mention it. "I really like them and I thought he kind of resembled him," he added with a chuckle. Plus he really liked him as a character.

But his cheerful grin soon faded as June continued. "Aw, no.. I'm really sorry." Chewbacca being his first real pet, Henry did not know the pain of losing a pet, but he figured it must really suck. "What..?" His eyebrows raised in surprise. What bad luck. "Wow, that's really rough.." What did one even say after that? Awkward.

"Maybe your next pet should be a phoenix." They always came back.

"Duh," June responded to his question. If he remembered that she grew up around muggles, he should safely assume that she knew what Star Wars was and who Chewbacca was. June looked at the kneazle and shrugged. "I guess so." She supposed they both looked hideous, so that counted at "resemblance".

She shrugged again, noticing the awkward shift of the mood in the compartment. She didn't care, but she didn't really want to talk about her dead cat or the fact that she apparently killed animals just by owning them, so she wouldn't say anything else about it.

June wasn't much for talking anyway.

She did manage to crack a half smile at his last comment, though. A phoenix. If June had the money for a phoenix, she'd totally buy one and train it to, like.. talk like a parrot or something. Or breathe fire on people she didn't like. "Yeah, maybe."

Oh good, so she was familiar with Star Wars and he had assumed correctly. Henry nodded at her confirmation, wondering if she was at all a fan. At least she seemed to know who Chewbacca was. "So what kind of movies do you like?" He loved watching TV and movies, and sometimes it was nice to find someone who knew muggle things to talk to them about.

He hoped he didn't make her feel too bad bringing up her dead pets, but he did happen to catch that hint of a smile and he grinned a bit. "Now that would be a cool pet to have." Not that he knew anyone who had one or where to even get one, but even just the thought of it was cool. "You should take Care of Magical Creatures if it fits in your schedule. Maybe we'll get to handle phoenixes sometime..." That would be an awesome lesson. "We do fun things there most of the time though." Plus it helped that he really liked creatures. And this was the year that Draper was going to teach him how to ride winged horses. So something to look forward to.

Kaycee nodded. "Yeah. I want to go on a tour or something for a few years then work in a dance studio." She honestly couldn't live without dance. It was that much a part of who she was.

It was actually really awesome to meet someone so impassioned about a sport.

She then looked between the two. Should she... *ahem* give them some room? Or they could just hold hands in front of her. That was cool too?

"I didn't realize that quiddtich was recognizable." It wasn't like... chopping wood or playing guitar. Quidditch induced hand calluses just didn't even occur to her as likely.

Silas listened to Kaycee's goal to becoming a professional dancer. "That sounds amazing. Will you show us some of your skills one day?" he asked, interested to watch her perform on stage. Too bad, he got two left feet. He couldn't dance to save his life. He tried, but all he did is embarrassed himself in the middle of the dance floor. Thank merlin, for Quidditch. Silas big retiring dream was to become a known Quidditch coach for the Italian National League team. Absurd, far-fetched though as it may sound, he knew without any doubt that he had fallen in love with the sport and he was going to die trying. Yes, he was quite determined one might say.

He couldn't help but be amused by Paige reaction. He didn't mind, it wasn't as if he would pull his hand away because that would be rude and inconsiderate of him. In fact, he was enjoying the feel of her fingers tracing the calluses on his palm. He chuckled, "Yes, my hands are quite beaten up from holding onto my broomstick for very long. They've been hit with splinters and injuries more often that I could count them myself."

Hady was amazing. She truly was and Nat couldn't be prouder to have a housemate, a bandmate as Head Girl. It was awesome, "Frankie as Head Boy is just as perfect don't you think?" She had heard the buzz at the station and knew he was wearing that badge to. She couldn't help but be glad that Hugo hadn't got it. Not that she wouldn't have been proud of him, but Head Boy was just something else he would have that made him so much better then her. She laughed as Kelly pointed out that Lily found her, "Well what can I say I attracted all the hot girls." She was joking of course, but her and Lily did have a connection that she wasn't going to deny. "She's great though and great for the band. " It was really a perfect fit and maybe there was a reason Kali was suppose to leave.

She frowned about Ilia, where was she? As a sigh left her lips she cuddled closer to Kelly, knowing the blonde was hurting. She knew this hurt, but didn't know how to fix it. "I talked to her right before we left. She has a mirror to contact us. She told me it was because of Henric. That's all she would say." She couldn't argue with her after that, it made sense and Nat understood it. Many might not, but she was still with Roman after everything and would help him if he needed. So how could she be mad at Ilia for doing the same.

The gig was going to be great, "I'll talk to the headmaster soon so we can get started on the planning. Maybe some of the professors could use their advance magic to help make the decorations a bit more spooky." The ROR would do most of it for them though, but why not have some extra tricks for the students. "We will have to think about costumes too." Should they match or should they just have fun and do what they wanted?

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Kaycee nodded. "Yeah. I want to go on a tour or something for a few years then work in a dance studio." She honestly couldn't live without dance. It was that much a part of who she was.

It was actually really awesome to meet someone so impassioned about a sport.

She then looked between the two. Should she... *ahem* give them some room? Or they could just hold hands in front of her. That was cool too?

"I didn't realize that quiddtich was recognizable." It wasn't like... chopping wood or playing guitar. Quidditch induced hand calluses just didn't even occur to her as likely.

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Silas listened to Kaycee's goal to becoming a professional dancer. "That sounds amazing. Will you show us some of your skills one day?" he asked, interested to watch her perform on stage. Too bad, he got two left feet. He couldn't dance to save his life. He tried, but all he did is embarrassed himself in the middle of the dance floor. Thank merlin, for Quidditch. Silas big retiring dream was to become a known Quidditch coach for the Italian National League team. Absurd, far-fetched though as it may sound, he knew without any doubt that he had fallen in love with the sport and he was going to die trying. Yes, he was quite determined one might say.

He couldn't help but be amused by Paige reaction. He didn't mind, it wasn't as if he would pull his hand away because that would be rude and inconsiderate of him. In fact, he was enjoying the feel of her fingers tracing the calluses on his palm. He chuckled, "Yes, my hands are quite beaten up from holding onto my broomstick for very long. They've been hit with splinters and injuries more often that I could count them myself."

Honestly, Paige could never grow tired of hearing people talk about their passions. There was a glimmer that appeared in a person's eyes when they had found their calling and it was one of the more beautiful parts of life seeing that glimmer glow brighter and spread over another's entire body until they just radiated enthusiasm. So, although still humble for now, Kaycee and Silas could continue to speak as much as they wanted. She would try to keep up - seeing as she was less than a novice when it came to either topic.

As for the calluses...well...there was nothing specific to indicate that they were quidditch...it was just...a feeling and a flash she had upon contact. Something she sheepishly kept to herself while chewing on her lower lip.

....uuuuuuuuuuuum....

Blue eyes glancing out the window, Paige realized they were starting towards the final portion of their journey. Flustered, she figured this would be a polite way to dismiss herself. "I best...go get changed into my robes," she squeaked. "I'll see you both at the feast, yeah?"

She could feel him now that she was trying. There was a certain aura around Daxton Prince, the kind you didn't notice until suddenly you did and by then it over-powering and all consuming. Intoxicating. Aslan didn't turn, there was something in her telling her to stay still, to wait and observe whatever reaction the Ravenclaw would throw her way.

Time moved slow. Aslan... Grew wearier, and wearier, and still there was... Nothing. No movement of the hands, no fire in his eyes. He was as unmoving as she, and yet Aslan was certain that her silence was screaming emotion while Daxton's was as blank as chalkboard's surface.

There was tension. In the room, in her limbs, in the line of her gaze through the glass window. Taut. It wasn't the right word, but it was the word that felt right as the young woman finally turned her head to face him.

A-... Aslan

Her name leaving his mouth felt like an omen, of what, Aslan wasn't sure.

Impulsively, she spoke. "Sit with me, Daxton."