The Hogwarts Express

[inMadness]

{"Is this what friendship really feels like?.."}'-,,-'{ Thomas Doyle Findeler }'-,,-'{"...I always pictured it differently!"}
[ First-year ]

Thomas sort of half-stood to give himself a view of the boy Yia introduced as Allen. He took note of the sort of melancholy way he carried himself.
"I don't know..." Thomas said skeptically. "He doesn't look so good..."  

[Commander Aran]

So it wasn't just him... He sighed as he stared at Allen, "Somethings not right... Did Roi crush his spirit just like he did to my brother...?" He asked, this was getting bad. Roi was gaining in power... And he said that, "This is bad, this is really bad, Roi's gaining too much power..." He said as he put a hand on the window.

 

[inMadness]

{"Is this what friendship really feels like?.."}'-,,-'{ Thomas Doyle Findeler }'-,,-'{"...I always pictured it differently!"}
[ First-year ]

Thomas sighed as he sat back down; Yia always seemed so full of dread. It didn't suit him and his kind nature.
"You worry too much, you know?" Thomas said, looking away. "He's not so powerful that he doesn't have a weakness, just give me some time and I'll lock it down. He may be building an army, but so are you, I assume, to try and stop him... He's using kids like us; if he is going through the trouble of recruiting students, he's in no rush to see his plans come true."

Thomas nodded to himself, to affirm his belief.
"Just leave it to me... I'm what you call disposable." He said, keeping his gaze the floor and aimed away from Yia. "I can do whatever it takes to give you what you need; even if he wins me over, I can still be of help to you. That won't change..."  

[Commander Aran]

Yia looked at Thomas before looking down his hair turning white, "Don't talk like that, it feels like I'm some kind of General when you say that..." He said looking away, it was true what he said however, no matter how things are, it feels like some kind of war game... You know, those games muggles play? It's horrible, Yia tended to stay away from those things, no he'd rather be taking apart a computer and trying to put it back together. But nonetheless, he was right, Yia was trying to make an army of his own. But how could he? An eleven year old, rival the mind of an adult? Not just an adult, but a fearless, heartless king!

All these thoughts made Yia's head hurt and he just put a hand on the side of his head as he turned out the window again. "What House will you think you'll be in?" He asked, desperately attempting to change the subject so that he could attempt to forget about that b*****d... Sadly, with his memory, he can never forget anything.

 

[inMadness]

{"Is this what friendship really feels like?.."}'-,,-'{ Thomas Doyle Findeler }'-,,-'{"...I always pictured it differently!"}
[ First-year ]

Thomas smiled; at least Yia was trying to put Roi out of his head.
"I haven't really thought about it..." He responded, glancing back at Yia. "...My dad was in Slytherin, but Mum was a Hufflepuff. I asked dad about it; he thinks I'm just clever enough, and just studious enough to make a great Ravenclaw scholar, but I don't know. -- Sometimes, I feel like I'm going to turn out just like him. It's scary to think I might end up a Slytherin... My dad... he always seems so sad, and I can't help but think Hogwarts made him that way."

In truth, he hoped his father was right; that Thomas' talents as an artist, and love for knowledge would set him on a dedicated path of learning that Ravenclaw could give him.  

[Commander Aran]

Yia stared at him, "I guess we all have our family problems " He said leaning back as he stared out the window, the train would be leaving soon... People were beginning to climb on quickly. "I wonder what I will be... Who knows?" He said smiling and shrugging. He couldn't take his mind off of Roi, no matter how much he tried.

 

[Maiya Kajuji]

Trinity Wood
Trinity stepped onto the train and walked down the length trying to find somewhere to sit. After a while she picked a door and opened it. She sat down, the cart already seemed to contain a few people. She didn't care. She crossed her legs and stared at the seat in front of her.

 

[Pale Mist]

second year - hufflepuff
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allen w. rhoddes

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muggle born - wizard raised

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“To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.”
– Leonard Bernstein
“Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.”
– Lyndon B. Johnson

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Allen had jumped at the sound of the final boarding call, rushing behind Jane as she bid the older man that had been her escort a farewell. Poe had lifted from his shoulder and flew beside the two of them as they powered in a beeline for the train and its cabins.
Jumping on and smiling at his fellow House mate he looked around for a convenient place to sit.
"Want to quickly grab a cabin together before everything fills up?" he asked as his eyes stopped a seemingly empty compartment they could claim. A pressure on his shoulder telling him his owl had re-seated himself instead of wanting to sit in the cage.
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[Professor Tahiri]

❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E

7TH YEAR, GRYFFINDOR
￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
xxxxxxxxxx x x

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Tammy stepped onto the train, and for the first time in two years, didn't immediately go to the Prefect's Cabin. She exhaled lightly, a happy sounding sigh. She found a secluded cabin and plopped down onto the bench, taking a book from her bag. She removed a highlighter and began to read her Potions VII textbook.  

[Professor Tahiri]

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☞ωilliam Ɍadcliffe☜
Fifth Year → Gryffindor
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►The man... The mystery... The legend...◄

Will Walked up to the train and glanced around, seemingly looking for someone. Sighing, he buried his nose in a book and wandered around the platform for a little while. After a little while wandering around the platform, he boarded the train, he nose still buried in a book.

Out Of Character: ...

 

[a porg]

Aravis Rosentha

Fourth Year⇷Gryffindor⇷Dreamer

Aravis sighed as she stepped off the platform and onto the train. There really wasn't anything too interesting going on. At least Sadie was now perched upon her shoulder. The small owl had been the Gryffindor's constant companion throughout her four years at the school. She had been a Christmas present during her first year. Luckily, it didn't take too much convincing her adoptive parents. After all, they were Muggles, they probablly wouldn't have understood at first.

As Aravis walked by a person reading a book, Sadie obnoxiously started to flap her small wings, sending a cloud of feathers straight at his face. Aravis looked up, her face blushing red. She could have swore she knew the owner of the book, but she wasn't certain. At any rate, she could only tell that he was definately muscular. A quality that looked quite good on him. "Oh! Sorry!" she exclaimed, realizing that he might not like brown owl feathers. "I'm not sure what got into her, then again, she typically does this in the fall."

She was pretty certain that the boy was a Gryffindor a year ahead of her named Will. Aravis just wasn't certain with his face being covered by the book, and her focus now shifted to attempting to clean up after her pet.

I am a dreamer
Take me higher

Open the sky up
Start a fire

I believe
Even if it's just a dream

 

[a porg]

Zane Acacia

Triplet┆First Year┆Unsorted

Zane followed the older boy into the cabin. "I'll have to remember," he replied with a smile. After all, Roi seemed to be making things easier for him, and they hadn't even gotten to the school yet. He watched as his sisters got onto the train.

"What house are you? My dad was a Hufflepuff and I think my mum was a Ravenclaw. I hope I don't get the same house as my sisters," he added, trying to find out a bit more about Roi.

Belladonna, n.: In Italian a beautiful lady.

In English a deadly poison.

A striking example of the essential identity of the two tongues

 

[a porg]

Cassius Barrington

Seventh Year☆Prefect☆Chaser☆Slytherin

Cassius stepped off the train and onto the platform alone. He wondered where Gwen was at the moment. Hopefully she would show up soon. He wouldn't know what to do if he had to go through the year without her. Especially with what his plans for the summer were. He just wanted to get through the year first with his girlfriend at his side.

He would have kept going, except a girl that he recognized as being part of Gryffindor was busy trying to cover up her embarassment. "Watch it,"he growled at her before moving to the side of her and taking a seat in the Prefect's Cabin. He figured he might as well, for two reasons really. First, it was his last year to do so, and second, it was the first place Gwen was likely to look.

 

[a porg]

Gweniera Haude

Seventh Year♥Prefect♥Chaser♥Ravenclaw

Gwen sprinted onto the train, nearly out of breath. She had gotten a late start to the morning an was afraid she'd missed the train. The Ravenclaw breathed a sigh of relief when she had the train's door behind her.

Then came the part where she had to think about somebody else, and that somebody else happened to be her boyfriend for the past two years. She decided to go check the Prefect's Cabin, seeing as they were both allowed to be in there. Cass would have darted straight there if he hadn't seen her.

Upon entering the cabin, she saw him sitting there gazing out the window. "I'm not out the window, genius," she joked before taking the seat next to him and curling up. The girl could stay like that forever.

 

[Commander Aran]

Roi smiled as the boy began to feed off of his lies. Finally, an easy target. Roi noticed that Zane hadn't sat down and sneered, he waved a hand to the opposite bench, "You know, you CAN sit down." He said chuckling as he leaned back, relaxing. He stared out the window, not much to see, but still they would be leaving soon so it wouldn't be too much. He wondered what William was doing, hopefully the boy was doing what the ancient king had asked him to do. He looked up as Zane asked his next question and smiled once more, "Ravenclaw, what do you think you'll have?" He asked drumming his fingers along the bench.