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Middle Cars https://s26.postimg.cc/ul265tleh/middle-cars-banner.jpg If you suffer from FOMO or just want to be in the involved with everything, then the middle passenger cars of the train are for you. Just like the other cars, a long corridor provides access to the many compartments, each labelled with a letter, available for you and your friends to hunker down in until the train has come to a complete stop. Cushioned seats and large windows, allowing perfect views of the British scenery on your journey, await. |
for lissylooo .... If only summertime could last forever. That was always Kinsay's wish as she stepped foot onto the Hogwarts Express for the start of school. It was such a good summer too, aside from the morning when her exam scores arrived at her door. That was pretty bad. But we don't talk about that day. Everything else though? Fantastic. Best. Summer. Ever. And to come back to Hogwarts again, where she would be forced to sit through classes that had no relevance to her future hopes and dreams? To be forced to wear the world's most itchy and ugly uniform? To be kept away from her family for months on end? It was terrible. Horrible. The absolute worst. Cruel and unusual punishment, even. And yet, she wasn't pouty. No, no. She was quite eager to find her friends as she made her way down the aisle of the train and peered into compartment after compartment. Where were they??? Surely she'd find someone soon. But if anyone asked, Kinsay Cassandra James hated it here, okay? |
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Whistling happily to himself, he turned into one of the compartments just as Kinsay headed in, looking like she was looking for someone. "HEY KINSAY!" he exclaimed with a grin, almost bumping right into her before backing up a few steps to give her room. "Looking for someone?" |
Nyx barreled through the crowds of students boarding the train. Eager, wasn't the right word for the energy the 15 year-old was emitting. Sure summer back at home is nice and wholesome and all, but she wanted to see CERTAIN people. Perhaps, her dear friend, Cal, who one day might be more than a friend, if the romcom's do say. *eyebrow wiggle* Maybe a certain very pretty person by the gorgeous name of Amabel, who perhaps thought just as eagerly of Nyx as she did her. Perhaps, perhaps. The lanky, tall girl paused to look at her reflection in a compartment door. She smoothed down (or tried to) the long strands of brown fly-aways floating around her head and rubbed any sleepiness out of her blue-grey eyes. In the reflection, she caught a glimpse of Kinsay walking by, her heart skipping a beat. Nyx shrunk, trying to blend into the surroundings. As much as she said she was okay with it, she really did not want to see Kinsay or Nerina and her new boy toy or whatever. |
Not expecting the shouting, Kinsay's eyes widened as her friend called out to her from further down the aisle. Adam Luck had a lot of energy today. Instead of answering his questions, she laughed softly, still slightly wide-eyed and wary. "How many chocolate frogs have you had today, Adam?" It wasn't a question so much as an accusation. But still, she offered him the tiniest smile. "It's good to see you too. Maaaaaybe consider dialing it down a couple of notches though? I think the entirety of King's Cross heard you." Not that she was complaining but. She was kind of complaining. And seeing how she was so super observant and detail-oriented, she noticed someone looking at them from behind one of the compartment windows. And though it took a moment for Kinsay to recognize Nyx, she offered her a small smile and a wave all the same. Kins still felt pretty guilty about Valentine's Day tbh. |
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