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No matter how quickly you move to the black carriages, getting wet is inevitable. After stepping off the platform, the rain seems to pick up a bit and causes the mud puddles that had formed on the rough track to grow larger. Mud being splashed around, however, doesn't stop you from noticing the long line of black carriages that appear to have nothing pulling them -- unless you can see thestrals. The hoods placed on the carriage seem like a waste at this point as you climb inside one of them while water drips down your face and robes, but at least it'll prevent you from being soaked further.

The moment the door of your carriage is shut, it sets off down the bumpy road, through the wrought-iron gates, and up to the school. The journey itself will take about fifteen minutes, so take the time to dry off and chat with your friends. Once the carriage sways to a halt, you had better brace yourself to be pounded with more rain while running up to the doors of the school.

OOC: The Hogwarts carriages can carry up to a total of four people.

The carriages, this was new. Beth had heard of course that they were pulled by creatures but now, right now, she highly doubted that. Mum had obviously been pulling her leg for everything that she had done over the years – all the pranks, the sassing…every little thing. Still, here she was standing in front of the line of empty carriages. Maybe she’d be lucky and get a carriage with people that she knew? Or…maybe, maybe it would be new people? New people were always nice.

Still, a part of her thought back to the little first year she had met earlier that month. Ella was probably having a riot on those boats over there – really, it was too bad she hadn’t found her on the train? She’d have told her how fun it had been for her those years before? Maybe. Maybe this would be good, fun good…y’know fun and good?

Maybe…maybe she’d run into Daniel? Where was he? Or or maybe she’d run into other friends like Chase and well everyone? She needed to just simply find a carriage and claim it as her own and then move from there. That was step one – claim a carriage.

”I’M GRABBING THAT ONE IF ANYONE WANTS TO JOIN ME” the blonde practically yelled as she took a few dramatic and bouncy steps forward. ”really, anyone can join me. Anyone.” why did that sound like a dare? It wasn’t like she was going to bite anyone – she was friendly. Very friendly, the friendliest even.

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Originally Posted by Optimist.Prime (Post 12349538)

The carriages, this was new. Beth had heard of course that they were pulled by creatures but now, right now, she highly doubted that. Mum had obviously been pulling her leg for everything that she had done over the years – all the pranks, the sassing…every little thing. Still, here she was standing in front of the line of empty carriages. Maybe she’d be lucky and get a carriage with people that she knew? Or…maybe, maybe it would be new people? New people were always nice.

Still, a part of her thought back to the little first year she had met earlier that month. Ella was probably having a riot on those boats over there – really, it was too bad she hadn’t found her on the train? She’d have told her how fun it had been for her those years before? Maybe. Maybe this would be good, fun good…y’know fun and good?

Maybe…maybe she’d run into Daniel? Where was he? Or or maybe she’d run into other friends like Chase and well everyone? She needed to just simply find a carriage and claim it as her own and then move from there. That was step one – claim a carriage.

”I’M GRABBING THAT ONE IF ANYONE WANTS TO JOIN ME” the blonde practically yelled as she took a few dramatic and bouncy steps forward. ”really, anyone can join me. Anyone.” why did that sound like a dare? It wasn’t like she was going to bite anyone – she was friendly. Very friendly, the friendliest even.

They had reached Hogwarts! Lex was excited to start her second year. She pulled her robes over her head, to cover her long golden hair, which she didn't want to get wet, or else it would frizz out of control. Last year, she had taken a boat to the castle. This year, she was to take a carriage! She'd heard about these carriages before, and she was excited to see them in action.

As Lex approached the carriages, she noticed that she was among the first few people there. There was only one other student who had reached a carriage, and she seemed to be about Lex's age. Just then, the girl called out for other people to join her carriage. Well, surely Lex could join? She walked speedily towards the carriages, hopping over puddles and mud, eager to get out of the rain.

"Er, hello," she said to the girl once she was close enough to her carriage, "D'you mind if I join you?"

Beth’s grey eyes scanned over to the Hufflepuff girl and seemed to light up almost instantly. ”Oh! You’re in my friend Octavia’s house – hi, I don’t believe we’ve properly met…except maybe in potions class when I was being reprimanded for cleaning a cauldron with Ethanol” really, like that would have caused a big problem. Professor Noble just didn’t like fun.

Taking a moment of just looking at the girl with her ever-present grin on her face she realized that she had forgotten the key part. Introductions. ”I’m Beth – Anabeth Greyvson…Slytherin extraordinaire” because c l e a r l y she was. There was no way around that fact. Right – right other things were left out.

You can join the clearly important things.

This conversation – on her part, was going nowhere. ”you can join, obviously. C’mon up” this wasn’t awkward at all.

Lex was relieved as the Slytherin girl invited her onto the carriage. She climbed into it, glad to escape the rain that was pouring down.

"I'm Alexis Stone... everyone calls me Lex. Nice to properly meet you, Beth." She smiled at the girl before continuing, "I'm a Hufflepuff... but I guess you knew that already." She giggled.

Lex peered outside, keeping an eye out for anyone else who was looking for a carriage.

"I hope this rain calms down," she said to Beth, pulling the hood of her robes off, as she didn't need it inside the carriage. "Ah.... look at my hair," she said, as she revealed a frizzy blonde mess. "It always gets like this when there's rain."

But she didn't figure that Beth wanted to talk about hair. She changed the subject: "I wonder what's pulling these carriages?" She asked. "Or maybe they can just move on their own. I suppose that wouldn't be too crazy." She gazed out at the rest of the carriages thoughtfully.

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Originally Posted by ChocolateFrog (Post 12349914)

OH HER HAIR, Beth could help with that. ”I can help and it’ll work…its not like goat-spit or anything weird like that” why? Why had she said that – that put Coleslaw in danger? Clutching her robes closer to her she fingered the edge of the note she had to slip to Toddles and grinned.

”I went to Primpernelle’s before term and have something” she muttered before reaching into her pocket and grabbing a water wicking potion from her pocket, and a small tester vile of one of Mrs. Lexi’s possibly new creations…one of Puck's that she was using to test out on the Hogwarts kids.

”it’ll work possibly…or your hair will turn like BRIGHT violent green” she shrugged, but straight green was better than frizzy yeah? When Lex changed the topic Beth just stared…did she not want help? Still she just dropped the potions on her lap like a PRO and smiled, before furrowing her brows. ”oh…my friend Quinn last year said there were winged horses – Thestrals…but…I can’t see them, you can’t see them…apparently we can only see them if you see death and understand it?” she shrugged and bit her lip. ”Quinn’d be able to tell for sure if she were here” the thing was Quinn could have made it up.

Still, she didn’t think she made this up. This was too sacred, death was sacred, her cancer story had been sacred.