Leave my door open just a crack. 'Cause I feel like such an insomniac Why do I tire of counting sheep when I'm far too tired to fall asleep? To ten million fireflies, I'm weird cause I hate goodbyes I got misty eyes as they said farewell
Calliope wasn't sure if she was excited to return to Hogwarts. Sure, she'd had fun learning everything, but they wanted her to wake up soooooooooo early. Oh well, she could tough it out. Apparently her sleep schedule was coming to "normal", and everyone thought that was a good thing, but Callie rather liked being awake in the darkest hours of night. The morning of the long trip, Callie made sure everything was packed, then dressed in a comfortable dress and her sneakers, long polka-dotted socks up her pale legs.
She hurried down to meet Steffi for the trip, which was taken with all the Hogwarts kids from Wool's. Once at the platform, the blonde bid goodbye to her unofficial mum, then scurried off into the crowd. Dropping off her trunk, Callie looked around for friends, happily spotting one of her closest friends saying goodbye to their parents. Once away, Callie walked over, offering a wave toward Tori. "Good morning, Tori! I hope your summer was lovely?" She offered a soft grin, seemingly lost in her thoughts. She swayed a bit, hair swishing airily around her lithe form.
————————————————————————— ✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Platform 9¾ ✯ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Hitori ✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Preparing for Travel ✯ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I wonder how Tori's doing? —————————————————————————
But I'll know where several are if my dreams get real bizarre 'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar I'd like to make myself believe that planet earth turns slowly It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep 'Cause everything is never as it seems
Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2020 6:39 pm
Hate to feel this way And waste a day I gotta get myself on stage I shouldn't wait or be afraid The chips will fall where they may
*★,°*:.☆(￣▽￣)/$:*.°★* 。Viv had barely made it over to the bench when she was attacked from behind with a hug and only the voice of her best friend kept her from screeching out loud. Though a rather loud "meep" did still escape her to her embarrassment. She wanted to glare at Kenna but she was just happy she didn't actually have to wait too long before she saw someone and then her ire and embarrassment turned into even more embarrassment when her friend brought up liking boys. Boys were so far out her equation she hadn't even reached that level of math yet! She coughed to try and mask her blushing but she was sure her friend would see right past it. "I'm still trying to remember how to fly without falling to my death, boys or anything like that are far, far from my mind." Viv nervously giggled. "But yeah, I totally agree about summer. It literally feels like we just got out of school and now we're being shipped right back!"
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor Determinate, determinate Push until you can't and then demand more Determinate, determinate You and me together, we can make it better Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Trying hard to reach out But when I tried to speak out Felt like no one could hear me Wanted to belong here But something felt so wrong here
Phee was excited to go to school but also nervous. They had a big filling breakfast and he loved the Scrappy pancakes. He opted to leave Scrappy in his trunk, he knew a lot of kids didn’t go around with stuffed bears for comfort and Phee wanted to try to be like other kids. He even pushed his trolley with a bit of dad's help because he was still a bit small to handle a cart full of stuff safely. He knew how the barrier worked but he usually just rode piggyback and closed his eyes when they went through. With reassurance and steering assistance from Dad, they made it through onto the platform. They went to unload the luggage and carefully watched his trunk get loaded on the train. ‘Be safe scrappy, I’ll be as brave as I can ok?’ Phee thought. New was always scary but that didn't mean it was bad. Momma and Dad wouldn't send him somewhere dangerous, especially alone. He looked around and noticed other moms and dads were saying goodbyes….but none were getting on the train…”Are you not coming to ride with!” Phee said all worried as he hugged Momma who was the closest. Sure he had never seen them ride with Max but he had figured Max was brave and didn't need it. He was reassured they would keep in touch every day if he wanted and that he wasn't going to be alone. There were always the holidays too. “But it’s all new and scary.” Phee said, feeling a bit better but still wanting the familiarity of Momma. A pep talk that he could do it and some hugs and kisses helped him have some courage. He was sure there were plenty of hiding spots at school he could use should he need to hide from people. He was encouraged to explore but to make sure he got on the train in time. He would get even wave bye out the window. Rubbing his arm for comfort he looked around to see where he might want to go for a bit.
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I'll spread my wings, and I'll learn how to fly I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change And breakaway
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Salvador_"Sallie"_Houdinispaces (Scottish Muggleborn ￭ Second Year Gryffindor)↫xx
The car ride with his da and his Aunt is... awkward, so Sallie was kind of glad that he got out of the car. And before anyone asked, no, it had nothing to do with magic: His da still loves him no matter what, but the old man (no offense) seemed a little bit awkward talking to Aunt Mary as if he didn't know what to do with interacting with his own sister. Is that what having siblings felt like? Sallie pondered. His old friends back in Edinburgh, all have siblings, seemed to say the same thing: "They'd beat each other up for a cup of ice cream but in the end, they'll get along". Maybe that applied to his dad and his Aunt: except the beating part (hopefully), Sallie doubt that his dad could even withstand a punch.
Anyway... Sallie was wandering cautiously, still scared of getting lost in the weird Wizard Train station or whatever. He felt out of loop despite studying in Hogwarts for a year, even if his Aunt was more than happy to take him to some wizarding places. If only if Rian were here, his awkward corpse-looking best friend (maybe) dishing out all knowledge when it comes to wizards. He saw his two classmates though, Mackenna and Viv, if he recalled the latter correctly? "Hi, Mackenna, hi Vivian, can I join in?" Sallie chimed in, adjusting his bright glasses, "I mean, it's optional of course. Also, have you guys seen Rian? A friend of mine? Ravenclaw? Just in case? No other reason, I'm just curious?" Sallie said each sentence as if he put a question mark on each, even the ones that feel unnecessary.
⫸ Annabella Clodagh Sheehan ⫸ a.k.a.Annie ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- xxxxxxxxx✵ Hufflepuff Seventh Year ✵ The Daily Dragon Managing Editor ✵ Art Club Member ✵ Muggleborn Witch ✵ girlfriend of Canaan Grey ✵
Annie heard the dog park and as Canaan and Connla pushed through the crowd to her. She grinned, so happy she was able to finally show a pretty smile. Canaan might claim he liked her before a little muggle orthodontic "magic", but she did not believe that entirely. She was sure he liked her new smile better, regardless of his claims. She at least thought she was passable and could almost see how someone had found her pretty-ginger hair with freckles and all.
On a mischievous streak she merely nodded with her smile at Canaan and then energetically petted Connla first. "Hey, Connla, missed me?" She smiled standing up and moved into Canaan's waiting arms, hugging him in turn. "And, you, I missed you too, of course." She glanced at Connla and then added, "Don't tell Connla, but I missed you more." She might have spent years fearful of dogs thanks to a certain bully, but Connla was special, and over time she could pass a dog being walked without flinching. She credited her time with Canaan and his very often companion of Connla for a great deal of her fear's recovery.
"So," Annie said stepping back, "Anything exciting this summer that I missed out on? Ready for the NEWTs yet? I tried to get a head start on studying but its a lot. I'd love to share notes for the classes we do share. Especially since I have a newspaper to help run and I don't want to quit the Art Club."
For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... You're a lively one, for sure Kind and brave, unbridled optimism Hm, this is a tough one But... yes, I think, for you Hufflepuff!
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Everywhere a wilderness We're all out of our minds Everyone's an animal Even you and I
LAUREL NICOLE HILL RAVENCLAW PREFECT │ HALFBREED │ FIFTH YEAR
Laurel wandered the platform, stranded in a teenage wasteland, dazed and confused. This was her first time at King's Cross, after all, and she was only here due to the obscenely shiny badge on her chest, which identified her as a Prefect, aka a Snitch, aka a Teacher's Pet, aka a Narc. This was what she got for being so good at avoiding getting caught that she never landed herself in detention. More responsibility. She'd already decided to stick it to the man and use her newfound power to protest this system of student on student oppression, but unfortunately, she'd still wound up here, because apparently missing the prefect meeting on the train ride to school was 'not an option'. Overwhelmed by all the noise and commotion, and more than little angry at having had to get up so early, she found a pillar to lean against, parked herself there with a scowl, and refused to move, surveying the landscape before her. Tearful parents, check. Owls shitting on the freshly polished floors, check. Cringey first years, check. Obnoxiously loud steam engine, check.
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Everywhere a wilderness The concrete to the pines Everywhere a wilderness There's no place you can hide
spaceBillie spotted Laurel fairly easily, thank goodness, when she got onto the platform. She looked less than thrilled to be here, which wasn't surprising; the only question was if she was more annoyed about being prefect, having to go to a dumb meeting, or being up so early. Then again, she only had a meeting and was up early because she was prefect, so it was probably the prefect thing. Billie put on her biggest, brightest smile, and half-skipped over to the Ravenclaw (very nearly losing control of her trolley in the process), settling in next to her against the pillar.
space"Morning!"she chirped, not including the 'good' in case Laurel was grumpy enough to argue the point. It was implied, anyway."D'ya have to go to the meeting right away soon as you're on board, or is it like, later on?"As she asked, she fumbled into her things, and pulled out a box. She then opened the box, revealing various breakfast pasties."I brought supplies, bee tee dubs,"she said cheerfully, offering the box to her friend. Hopefully they'd perk her up at least a little. Aspen might not be stuck with prefect, but Aspen also wasn't getting any tasty danishes, so there. There were more than the two girls could eat, probably, but she'd gotten enough for As, too. And Rune, in case he was anywhere around. She didn't know him very well, but it couldn't hurt to suck up a little to her boyfriend's twin brother.
Understand the things I say Don't turn away from me 'Cause I spent half my life out there You wouldn't disagree D'you see me, d'you see
M U R I G E N G R A C E S E A G R A V E PUREBLOOD │ UNSORTED │ FIRST YEAR
"Can you stop being such a baby?" Murgo snapped as soon as they'd passed through the barrier; her striding ahead, Leir all but on top of the trolley. As soon as the metal surface re-solidified behind them, her gawky teenage brother slid off her luggage and onto the floor, scowling. Murgo usually liked to think it wasn't this easy to set her off (it was), but she was more than a little stressed this morning, it being her first day of school and all. Dad had offered to come with them, but Murgo had declined; he had lightkeeping duties to attend to, and honestly, having him there would just make everything more stressful and awkward.
Him and Leir were pretty much at each other's throats all the time now, which she figured meant Leir had graduated from the 'Daddy's little buddy' phase to the 'get out of my face, old man' phase, but that didn't mean she liked playing diplomat all the time. To be honest, although she was nervous about starting at Hogwarts, she would have been dreading another year at home, playing negotiator whenever Leir was home from school on the weekends. "Dad explained everything beforehand," she snapped at Leir, before he could start in on her. "If you'd been listening, instead of zoned out with your notebook-,"
"Breakfast is when I feel the most creatively fulfilled and you know that," he snarled back. "Also, excuse me for being a little paranoid about us, you know, crashing into the wrong metal barrier and winding up in the ICU with multiple concussions, Murigen!"
"You are so dramatic," Murgo huffed, pushing her trolley through the crowd. Leir opened his mouth to retort, then trailed off as the impressive sight of the Hogwarts Express came into view, pushing his hair out of his eyes to get a better look at it. She silently handed him a scrunchy from her wrist. When her brother got in his 'someday I will be a mad scientist/engineer/artist' phase, it was best to let him tie back his hair and go to his happy space, which usually meant a lot of gawking and/or scribbling as he tried to break something down and build it back up in his mind. She punched him on the shoulder lightly when he almost walked into a stroller. "Earth to King Leir. Ground Control has a problem, dingus."
"No touching," he snapped, but came back down to himself. "Come on, let's find you a compartment."
"I don't think you're allowed on the train," Murgo snorted, then felt a stab of guilt at the brief flash of hurt on his face. Leir was thirteen now and had had plenty of time to get over not getting his letter, but that didn't mean she should have brought it up like that. "Sorry," she muttered, which only seemed to incense him. He shrugged it off, moving ahead through the crowd. "Leir, wait up, come on!" she called after him fruitlessly, but he'd already stalked off. Fine. Let him cool down while he scoped out the train. She was kind of hoping to find someone to sit with before she actually had to board.
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Unhappiness, where's when I was young And we didn't give a damn 'Cause we were raised To see life as a fun and take it if we can
xx↝ Wнεяε αм I?Platform 9¾ xxx↝ Wнσ'ѕ ωιтн мε?No One, Currently xxxx↝ Wнαт'ѕ gσιиg σи?Preparing to leave xxxxx↝ Wнαт'ѕ σи мч мιиd?It'd be cool if it was easier to breathe
"I'm fine dad. I promise. I've been going for five years already! Besides, it's not like the healers can't help." Gus sighed softly as he walked through King's Cross with his dad pushing the trunk. "Gus, you know I'm not going to stop you. You're sixteen already. I'm just worried about you. You've only barely recovered from being sick this summer, and I don't want you getting sick again. I won't be right there if you end up going to the hospital at school."
The younger of the Moore family stopped, resting on a bench for a moment. "Dad, I know. I'll be safe, and I've got both medicines and an emergency inhaler, not to mention a full oxygen tank. It's heavy, by the way." He looked up at his dad, glad the man understood his need for breaks. After a few minutes, they started their movements again, pushing onto the magical platform. Ever noisy, the duo walked in to drop off Gus' trunk, the teen removing his backpack and setting it on the built-in wheels. A few moments of heavy breathing, along with reassurances, then the two gave fond goodbyes and Gus was on his own.
The Hufflepuff wandered a bit, finally leaning against a column while he huffed for air. Maybe his dad had some good points... but Gus wasn't about to let that stop him from going to school on time. Besides, after nearly two weeks in the hospital, then another three cooped up at home, he was glad to be out. Sure, it wasn't fresh air by any means, but... it'd work. It didn't smell like old books and tea, at least. Looking around, Gus tried to find any of his friends to talk to, but at least in the immediate area, he found no one. Oh well, he'd see them eventually.
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You could never know what it's like. Your blood like winter freezes just like ice And there's a cold lonely light that shines from you You'll wind up like the wreck you hide behind that mask you use And did you think this fool could never win. Well look at me, I'm coming back again I got a taste of love in a simple way And if you need to know while I'm still standing you just fade away Don't you know I'm still standing better than I ever did! Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid I'm still standing after all this time! Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind
spaceJude wondered if he should be relieved or worried that his sister was, at present, too busy glaring at any- and everything to get on his nerves. He'd expected her to have something to say about the goings on, something snarky perhaps. Maybe a mostly-insincere farewell. He normally would've been thankful for the reprieve, but considering this was the last time he'd see her until the holidays, he couldn't help but wish she'd mouth off at him or something. She was still his sister, after all, and he was going to miss her.
spaceHe was not, he thought, going to miss his uncle, or the old man's collection of scaly menaces. Duncan meant well, but Jude couldn't help but resent him. He didn't want to live in a creepy old funeral home, surrounded by reptiles and eating what had to be a completely unreasonable amount of spicy food. Then again, he also didn't want to live in a castle, surrounded by... owls? An unholy number of cats? And what did wizards eat, anyway? Hopefully normal food. It'd be the only good thing about this whole scenario. He sighed, looking at the train with a mixture of trepidation and curiosity. Why a train? Why not brooms? He knew wizards used brooms. Duncan had one.
spaceHis uncle, of course, was apparently oblivious to Jude's internal turmoil, smiling widely and seemingly ignorant of the gloom hovering over the two children. "I'm so glad I get to be the one to see you off," he was saying, "I never had children of my own, I didn't think I'd ever have cause to come back here. But she looks as lovely as when I was a boy." He gestured to the train, as if Jude wasn't smart enough to figure out what 'she' he was talking about. The boy scoffed, prompting his uncle to lay an annoyingly gentle hand on his shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "It's better this way, Jude. I promise."
spaceJude stiffened, not needing any further elaboration on what Duncan meant. "This," of course, being the absence of his parents. Jude firmly disagreed; not that it would be better if they were here, because they'd obviously hated magic with a passion. But being here at all, with his uncle instead of them, living with the old man while they sat in prison? Not better. Not at all. But he wasn't about to argue the point."If you say so, Uncle,"he muttered, not at all convinced.
space"You'll see," Duncan replied, some of his usually-manic energy subduing in light of such seriousness. "Eventually, you'll recognize that your magic is a part of you. Not good, or bad. It just is." He nodded, seemingly to himself. Jude wondered who he was trying to convince. Then, the moment was over, and he grinned, striding forward with Jude's things. "Now, let's go! Adventure awaits, my boy!" Jude sighed, following after him, thinking he'd much rather be at home, his real home, with a book. Or at least at a normal school.
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ஐﻬ ❀♫ ♪ Nasim pushed her trolley alongside her family as she'd done every year prior, the only difference being that Brennie wouldn't actually be joining her this time. She still didn't know why he decided to take the morning to join her (this is a bold faced lie but she doesn't want the world to know she's been spoiled by her older brother's affections especially if she had to be a prefect this year) but she appreciated it and the stash of snacks he had given her with the good stuff. Kalin's food was great and when she was studying his protein bombs were amazing super food, but no one wanted to share with the girl who had "homemade kale chips with a dusting of Himalayan pink salt." After the usual checks and balances they said their goodbyes (if she was clingier to Brennie only she and him needed to know) before it was only her. Thankfully though she managed to spot Billie's energetic trail as she headed over to Laurel who was also already dressed in her robes. Though from her scowl she wasn't as enthused as others might be. Nasim made her way over to them with a ready grin though not as bright as Billie's to try and not overload the other girl.
"Hey Billie, Laurel. Congrats on prefect...?" she ended with a questioning tone since she wasn't all that sure if she should be congratulating her. She certainly didn't look it. Nasim was going to continue when she was caught off by a loud shout coming from a boy rushing straight towards them.
You say you've seen the seven wonders And you bird is green But you can't see me You can't see me
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2020 9:19 pm
Don't be cautious, don't be kind You committed, I'm your crime Push my button anytime You got your finger on the trigger, but your trigger finger's mine
✱✲❃ Cas had never dreaded heading to school until this very moment. Actually this current moment was more lowgrade dreading, his highgrade was probably way back when the twins actually turned eleven and their letters showed up. He's pretty sure in summer he could hear them monologuing to different scenarios they may or may not find themselves in. Dear Merlin help their year mates anyone else unfortunate enough to cross their paths. He'd tried warning people last year that there'd be two demonically possessed dolls joining them but he wasn't sure anyone believed him and he'd even been threatened with detention for telling stories. Ha! He'd like to see their faces now when they see he was right. Cas had just gotten to the platform, and formulating a way to escape his siblings when he saw a sight he thought he never would. A Hill girl. On the platform. To actually ride the train. Mayhaps some poor deity was like "eh, this boy's been alright I'll throw him a bone" for such a miracle to occur but he wasn't about to be the one to turn it away. He gave the twins matching hair ruffles with a bright grin before sprinting away with a short "see ya!" before running towards the small crowd that had formed around Laurel with a short shout.
"Laurel Holy s**t! I know you said you'd gotten prefect and all but I didn't actually think they would get you on the train. Wow. I'm almost sad I never took up photography because this would make a great keepsake." Cas cackled before remembering there were other people besides just his friend. Both were Hufflepuffs that much he remembered and....he was drawing a blank. He was pretty sure the bubbly one was called Billy or something but the one looking at him like a car crash, her named escaped him. It had an "em" in it...he thinks. "Good morning ladies, I hope the summer found you well and not trapped with two tragically depressed carnival folk." he greeted them brightly. The Girl Who's Name Escape's Him frown just got a bit deeper so he'll count it a win for now.
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Silver dollar, golden flame Dirty water, poison rain Perfect murder, take your aim I don't belong to anyone, but everybody knows my name
Everywhere a wilderness We're all out of our minds Everyone's an animal Even you and I
LAUREL NICOLE HILL RAVENCLAW PREFECT │ HALFBREED │ FIFTH YEAR
Laurel struggled to curb her Resting b***h Face when Billie bounded into view. Irritable as she was, Billie was by nature a sweetheart and didn't deserve the full force of Laurel's repressed anger over being named prefect and having to wake up in early in the morning to make it to the platform on time. While the wonders of Floo Powder meant it had not been an additional train ride down here, she was still a little groggy, even as the remnants of her black coffee circulated her system. "G'morning," she muttered, rubbing at her eyes, and grimaced at the mere mention of the meeting. "Dunno. Gonna be late either way. Don't care." She'd work her way up to full sentences.
As if on cue, Billie produced a box of pastries, and Laurel brightened minutely, actually blinking her eyes like an owl as she snatched not one but two danishes to not so much eat as inhale. "Thanks," she said through a mouthful of pastry. "Only had coffee." She fist-bumped Billie in appreciation, feeling that it was also too early for hugs. Laurel was still chewing when Nasim made her entrance, and made a gargled response of displeasure to Nasim's questioning congratulations, although she knew it wasn't her friends fault. Laurel might have gone on to explain this as she digested her sugary breakfast, had it not been for Caspian arriving on the scene.
"Don't start," she growled as he began to ramble, which she felt was probably a Lillantine family trait, ranting and raving. "If you had a camera, I'd smash it, mix in with some cereal, and feed it to you." Good thing he didn't. And he didn't stop that cackling, she was going to be tempted to smash something else. "And stop bitching about your siblings. They can't be half as annoying as you, Casper." Okay, so she was kind of being a b***h, but she felt entitled to this, given his snide commentary. "Billie, Nasim, Caspian," she introduced the three gruffly, unsure if they'd all interacted before or not. "This summer, he took additional lessons in being a little p***k."
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Everywhere a wilderness The concrete to the pines Everywhere a wilderness There's no place you can hide
Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2020 9:54 pm
Feet don't fail me now Feet don't fail me now Was born for going Against the grain Can't keep me quiet I won't sit and stay
T A L I A K I S S W A L S H gryffindor team captain │ head girl │ halfblood
Tally had initially freaked upon receiving word that she was going to be Head Girl, but since then, had managed to achieve a state of near zen (or at least some calm) by following her mother's advice and letting go of what she couldn't control. Yes, she was both quidditch captain and Head Girl this year, but so long as she did her best and didn't slack off, it would be fine. She just wanted to enjoy her final year of schooling, not spend it all worrying over her duties as Head Girl, quidditch, her grades, or her future after graduation. Or boys. If it was meant to be with Irvine, she told herself, it would be. If not, well, she had another good friend. There was no sense in running around like a chicken with her head cut off in a constant state of distress. With that in mind, she found a bench to sit down on, trying to just enjoy the sensation of her very last time on the platform, getting ready to take the train to Hogwarts. Well, unless you counted when she came back from winter break. It just seemed difficult to believe this was her last year. She still felt like a little kid sometimes.
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I'm on the edge of breaking Where tension hangs It's what I believe in That feeds my pain I feel my legs begging to slow down I gotta get there I've come too far to give up my ground
spaceDixie Lynn was, of course, a strong, independent, proud Southern woman. That she was not yet actually a woman, and had rarely ever actually been to the Southern states of her parent's home country, were immaterial. She'd been raised by such a woman, and was therefore one herself. So, when her brother had elected to be a lazy sonofabiscuit and stay home, rather than coming with her to ride the train to school, she was not at all bothered. In fact, she was pleased, because it meant that she could make her own friends and not be beholden to hanging out with whatever ones he might've made the year before, without her. Which she was never going to forgive him for, even if it wasn't his fault. After all, who was she going to blame? Mama? As if.
spaceEspecially not since Mama had so kindly agreed to bring her to the train station, even though it was literally taking the students to Hogsmeade, where they lived. It wasn't that big a deal, since she just apparated, but Dixie Lynn could see how some might think it was a waste of time and energy. Dixie Lynn did not agree with this assessment, but she could understand it. She gave her mother a very affectionate tackle-hug before effectively dismissing her, wanting to go about this whole... thing, herself. She needed to learn to navigate this, and by God, she would. She planned on being an expert at all things Hogwarts before the end of the first month. The first step of which was, of course, making friends.
spaceDenise Walker did not, unfortunately, vacate the premises as her daughter had so kindly requested, but she backed off and got out of the way, so that was probably the most Dixie Lynn could ask for. She'd gripe about the lack of trust, but she had snuck into the Forbidden Forest, which was full of werewolves apparently, on a full moon, in the middle of winter this last year, so maybe it was fair. At least the werewolf who'd returned her to the pub had been cool. But anyway, why would she sneak off right now when she had to get on this specific train to get to Hogwarts. Well, whatever. As long as she wasn't, like, being embarrassing or anything.
spaceNonplussed, she very eagerly pushed her trolley towards the train, regretting just a little bit that she'd not just left it at home and requested her dad bring it when he dropped Bobby Ray off. But, then she wouldn't be getting the full experience, she reasoned. Still, it did make the crowd a bit difficult to navigate. She'd be stronger once she got bigger, though, and then it'd be no problem. Spotting a girl who looked about her age, seemingly alone in the crowd, she forced her way through the crowd and did something that was an (awkward) approximation of a casual sidle-up to her."Hiya!"she grinned, releasing her trolley with one hand to hold it out to the girl. It made it almost impossible to push, but she persevered through sheer stubbornness."I'm Dixie Lynn! You a first year?"Not for the first time, she was a little annoyed she was, in fact, a first year, since her twin (twin!) brother was a second year. But, she was going now, so whatever. She'd just have to prove she was a way better witch than he was even with the year-long handicap.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ αnч nσtє чσu cαn rєαch, í cαn gσ híghєr í cαn síng αnчthíng híghєr thαn чσu αnчthíng чσu cαn wєαr, í cαn wєαr вєttєr ín whαt чσu wєαr í'd lσσk вєttєr thαn чσu ═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere -Platform wнen -Sept 1 2050 wιтн -who - ooc - This feels like a mistake but here we are Best of luck to Murgo
