xx❅Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform 9¾ xxx❅Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Mom & Dad xxxx❅Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Ready to Go! xxxxx❅Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?This is a huge change...
Adelai had been waiting most of a year to get to today. They'd done up all his school shopping and finished a new walking frame, wheelchair, and everything else he might need. His mom purchased him a backpack with undetectable extension charms applied. Into that went any gear he may need for the day of the trip, plus his walking frame and all that gear. As much as he requested to wear comfy clothes for the trip, the family determined it'd be easier to not have to change clothes on the train... which was probably true.
The morning of the trip, the Hasenpfeffer-Bates family had a lovely breakfast together, spending the last of their time as a family, rather than all scattered. Mom was fretting, but Dad just wanted Adi to have fun and not get into too much trouble. After they were fed, Mom helped Adi get dressed and get his ankle braces on, then his shoes and everything else. Adelai gave a tearful goodbye to his dog, wishing the school had approved him to have her this year. They used their large floo to arrive at the platform, where Adi's excitement built up. "This year's gonna be great. And we got everything, right? Including a broom adapter so I can fly? It's a required class, after all." And he definitely didn't want to use the gear to play quidditch... nope.
"Adelai, you need to keep yourself safe this year, honey. You also have to send us letters... and keep up with classes! And make friends... and make sure you're eating and sleeping enough... and--" Eilionoir started, worry evidenced by her voice, but her husband effortlessly cut her off. "Eli, don't worry. Adi's great at taking care of himself. Plus you already sent three letters to his professors to make sure they knew all about him. He'll be fine." Mathieu said, shaking his head a bit. "Three?! They're going to think I'm an invalid! Ugh." Of course, any frustration he felt was quickly vanished by Mom giving him a smooch and Dad ruffling his hair. He was also handed his lunch box, which was hooked onto his wheelchair, then a small bag of coins to get through the train ride. Hopefully he'd be able to make friends quickly! Mismatched eyes watched the platform, wheeling alongside his parents, who delivered his trunk to the dropoff location.
Bowtan Tora Hirano ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Unsorted ☆ First Year Half Blood☆ Eleven Year Old
★ Location : Platform 9 3/4 ★ Company : Parents
Bowtan was excited to finally going to school. She’d been looking forward to Hogwarts since she turned eleven. Unfortunately for her that was December and that meant she’d been waiting nine long agonizing months for this day to get here. Hard to believe it had been that long. Though the time seemed to drag. Not so much for her mother though, who was nervous but happy all at the same time it seemed. It was weird but parents never made much sense.
“You'll have to write once you get settled.” Her mother told her. “I will mum don’t worry.” She assured her as she checked on Sato. “You have a good time and make some friends.” Her father told her. “That’ll be easy. I can promise you that.” She commented with a smirk. “And listen to your teachers.” Saio added. “Yes, mum.” She replied somewhat flatly. “Bowtan.” Oh no it was that look. “I will mum I mean it.” She quickly retorted with a shake of her arms. Taking a deep breath as her mum pulled her in for a hug. “I know you do.”
“Let’s get you on board. Wouldn’t want you to be left behind.” Her father said. “Yeah,” Giving a nod in response, Bowtan grabbed Sato and headed for the train. "Don't forget your bag." Saio shouted causing the first year to turn quickly around and grab her bag. “Got it,” Turning back around she continued on her way, her parents following behind. This was going to be great.
Fiadh Reilly O'Shea ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Hufflepuff ☆ Second Year Half Blood ☆ Twelve Year Old
★ Location : Platform 9 3/4 ★ Company : Parents... Dec & Seb
Fiadh had an eventful summer. She got to spend a lot of time with her grandmother and the fairies. They were happy to see her after the year. It had felt like forever before she was able to go into the woods near her grandmother’s house and enjoy nature. At least these woods weren’t against the rules. She disliked that about school sometimes. It was for the students’ safety she reminded herself.
Being back on the platform, Fiadh was happy to be returning all the same. Even if she would miss home terribly. She had written to her friends, and she was very much looking forward to hanging with them all year. Speaking of friends, she spotted two of them chatting as soon as she made it to the platform. “Did someone say Quidditch?” She jumped in with a giggle. How could she turn down seeing Dec and Seb? “You’ll be happy to know I’ll be trying out too.” She smiled. “Glad to be going back Declan?”
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AliceInWonderland0921
Cinnabun Gryffie
A kind heart you have there One that's good for making friends of all kinds Everyone will be safe with you! You'll find a home for your heart in... Hufflepuff!
Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2024 11:30 pm
xxಇ.Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform 9¾ xxxಇ.Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Mère & Père xxxxಇ.Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Bidding Adieu xxxxxಇ.Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?This is going to be my year!
It was still fairly new that Tambry knew of her magical skill, and learned that her dad had been the source. He was part of the magical world, betrayed by his family since he didn't possess the skill. Even with the knowledge, Maddox had to reach out to some of his long-lost family to assist his daughter with her new skill. The stoic family was entirely opposite what Tambry normally lived with. She was used to glitz and glam... not stark black and white, frowning faces, and painful, tense silences. They let her and Maddox into Diagon Alley for shopping, then more or less vanished once more. It was lame.
With all her shopping done, the Hattley family finished their ballet season, then drove to London to bid their sweet daughter goodbye. "Mère, Père, I'm going to miss you both. It'll be so... so weird! I can't believe I'm going to magic school." Tambry said, leaning against her dad for comfort. The tall man crouched down, pulling the girl into a tight hug. "Petit Diamant, you'll do so good. Just keep your chin up, keep your pride, and remember that you are a wonderful, strong young woman who can do anything you set your mind to."
In stark contrast to the pale brunet, Kaleigh Hattley stood tall, her dark complexion adding an element of mystique about her. "He is right, mon petit amour, you will excel at school, and in life. But do not forget, all things worth doing are worth the practice they shall take. Always remember that your hard work will grant you every opportunity." The woman leaned down in an elegant sort of fashion to kiss her daughter's cheeks, before the group moved to drop off her trunk. Hers was the only one with pink accents, which she quite liked. The family all shared hugs and love, before Maddox and Kaleigh left, having to get back to the Blackpool Tower Ballroom for their newest show. Tambry waved goodbye, though her heart was sad to see them go.
Hufflepuff Sixth Year Muggleborn ❀ Free-Spirited ❀ Plant Lover
✿ Location : Platform 9 3/4 ✿ Company : No one...
Summer had another uneventful summer (no pun intended). The sixteen year old was glad to be done with her OWL testing but going back to the orphanage wasn’t her plan for a fun time. Just a few more years and she’d be cut loose. A sad reality really considering she didn’t have anyone to look to for advice on the world of adulting. She’d figure it out she assumed but none of it seemed any better.
Honestly reality was less then ideal these days. Though, Summer tried her best to stay optimistic as any young teen girl would. She just needed to get back to the herbology greenhouses and she’d be happy. That was where she enjoyed being anyway. With the benefit of less classes, she’d have way more time. So, Summer told herself as she made her way to onto the platform. First things first, luggage drop off followed by finding a spot on the train. That should be relatively painless she thought as she made her way through the crowd. So many people. Nothing unexpected there. At this point Summer would be concerned if it wasn’t this way. She’d be on her way soon, she was sure. Nothing could go wrong.
✿ OOC : Very much open for interaction.
I am indeed a magic hat! Don't worry, you're in good hands, though I've got none There's no need to be nervous, child In fact, I already know exactly where you'll go Hufflepuff!
Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2024 6:31 pm
Linsey Grey-Cavendish Ravenclaw │ Sixth Year │ Sixteen Years Old │ Single │ Ravenclaw Prefect │ Quidditch Captain │ Art & Culinary Club Captain
It was a crazy busy summer for Linsey, right from when they set foot on the platform back in June. First thing was she learned officially she was now the older sister she’d wanted to be since she was a young girl. She used to wish for a younger sibling, and was disappointed when there wasn’t one in her Christmas stocking; she got her wish though it was a bit late. The tiny waif she took under her wing last fall, and she found abandoned in this very rail station last Christmas, was now her younger sister, sharing her name and her house. It was a bit of an adjustment to be sure.
At one point, there was an hours-long session where Linsey, with the help of her five-year-old little cousin, Freya, carefully detangled Ella’s long brown hair, which had become matted in places worse than she’d ever seen with Blannat, as the tangles were overgrown. However, this spared some poor hairdresser the task, and several hundred euros into the bargain, when the two of them and Mom went to the day-spa to be pampered, after the results of Linsey’s OWLs arrived. She was a bit disappointed she hadn’t gotten the top score in Wizard Law, the split decision on her case and summation cost her points, however everything else was either Outstandings with a sprinkling of Exceeds Expectations.
Aside from helping Ella adjust to her new life, free of abject abuse and criminal neglect, Linsey attended the wake Tam held for Aedan, who’d died in some horrific motorcar incident over winter break. She returned to helping Milan and Vera at the Cloak and Coven, and was disappointed to learn the plan to go to the big show in Paris had been scuttled, however they got to meet Ella, and now they understood why she’d been sending them designs for an entire collection intended for younger witches and wizards. She really enjoyed getting back into doing her work with them, and developing her clothes-making skills.
A centerpiece of the summer was the Celtic Music and Art Festival in Waterford the family attended every year, and Mother Grey, the Duchess of Waterford, chaired and Linsey had fun showing Ella around the festival. They’d taken care to get a pair of noise-canceling headphones for Ella, figuring the noise and the press of so many people might be overwhelming for her shy and skittish younger sister. Aunt Fianna, Uncle Lochlainn and the rest of the Causeway Hares were performing as the main act one of the evenings, with Cousin Canaan as a guest performer. At one point, Linsey was pulled up on stage, and she sang a folk song ’Hands’ by an American named Jewel. It was actually a bit of a thrill for her, as she was used to just singing as an occasional soloist in the church choir.
Aside from all that there was the church dance where Rory McCandliss finally plucked up the courage to ask her to go with him to it. She also had a bunch of school stuff she had to deal with as the summer went along. Linsey had plans for the Culinary Club, kicking things up a notch by resurrecting and teaching the spells from the old Cooking with Magic class, and now she was Captain of the Art Club, and she was working out plans for that as well. There was also Quidditch strategies she needed to work out now she was Captain of the Ravenclaw team, as well as picking Lewis to be her Vice-Captain and Seeker, as well as her successor as Captain of the Art Club when she handed it off in two short years. She’d yet to name a VC for Culinary Club, though her first choice might need to work out some of her skittishness…
Finally, the departure day came. As always, Dad helped her load her trunks, as there was a considerable load to ship out, what with clothes, school books, study notes, Quidditch gear, supplies for Art and Culinary Club, and other sundries, and they helped Ella get ready for the journey. Funnily enough, Linsey’s outfit for the trip echoed Ella’s own choice: a navy-blue bib-front jumper dress with a long skirt, and a cream-coloured sweater over her school blouse and House tie, white hose and a pair of polished black Mary Janes on her feet. Her nearly waist-length white hair was carefully brushed back, and decorated with a simple black Alice hairband. Her school jacket would be replaced by the usual school robes once they were on the train and prior to the start of the Prefects’ Meeting up in the Prefects’ Compartment, while the bag slung over her shoulder would go into the compartment she planned to set up for Blannat, Finn, and hopefully, Ella. Mom and Dad made sure to get pictures of both of the girls before leaving home.
It took a bit of coordination to get the entire family grouping to the station, as they had to Apparate in stages, as Dad brought Blannat on a second trip, along with all the luggage, which required the use of a freight dolly to get to the train. They also timed things out so they were there when Aunt Fianna, Uncle Lochlainn, Finn and Freya arrived. Dad handed off Blannat’s leash to his older daughter, who fastened the reel around her waist.
Linsey felt her sister slip her small hand in hers when they arrived, and she gave it a reassuring squeeze to let her know she had nothing to fear. She smiled when she heard little Freya pipe up with, “Momma, I wanna go to ‘ogwarts with Ellla, an’, an’ Linnnsey, an’, an’, an’ F-F-Finn too. I don’ wanna be left behind.” At that point, the little five-year-old with her freckles and flaming red hair threw herself into the legs of her newest cousin, and then into Linsey’s. “Please, don’t leave me behind, I wannna be a witch, like you and Ella too.”
With her free hand, Linsey gave her little cousin a big hug, as she leaned down closer to her level. “You’ll get your chance, Freya. We’ll see you soon, Christmas will be here before you know it.” Freya answered despairingly, “Christmas? That’s forever.” Linsey chuckled and she told her reassuringly, “No, it’s not, honey. After the leaves fall, and the white winds howl, you will see us again, I promise. You better give Finn a big hug, we need to board soon.” Freya let out a little sob, and she gave Linsey another hug and kiss, before giving Ella a hug and a kiss and rushing off to see her brother.
As Freya scampered off, Hannah looked at her two daughters, and gave them both a big hug and kissed both of them. Looking at Linsey, she said, “I’m not going to do to you what your grandparents did to your Aunt Lynn when we were your age, and tell you Ella and Finn are your responsibility because you’re the eldest. She put herself in Hospital Wing several times holding to those expectations. We don’t expect for you to tutor either of them, or hand-carry them through the school year.” Linsey nodded, and said, “Except you know I would anyway.”
Hannah nodded, shook her head and chuckled to herself, before looking at both of the girls, and saying, “What I will ask is that you take care of each other, I mean it. Ella, I know all of this has been a lot to process, but please take care of yourself and your sister. Make sure you’re taking the stuff the doctor gave you. Whether Linsey admits it or not, she takes on a lot, and she’s already got a lot of things to deal with. She loves you, and she worries about you. Other than that, both of you, study hard, have fun, and make sure you leave out time just for yourselves. That school gets crazy at times.”
The indigo-tressed witch gently brushed aside Ella’s long hair, away from her face and her eyes. She drew a deep breath before adding for Ella’s benefit, “Ye have pretty eyes, Ella Bheag, shame not to let the rest of the world see them. I know it’s only been a short time since you’ve become a part of our lives, but it already feels as though you’ve always been part of us. Know in your heart, Ella Bheag, we love you, we’re proud of you, you have a sister who adores you, an’ ye have nae reason to hide from anyone anymore. Now, depending on how plans shake out, and whether or not your sister is escourting students on the train back to London again, one of us will meet up with the three of you up in Hogsmeade, okay? If it ends up being your Aunt Lynn handling things, don’t be surprised if’n ye end up Christmas shopping somewhere you’ve never heard of.”
Hannah wrapped Ella in a fierce hug, and gave her a gentle kiss upon the forehead, before brushing her long brown hair away from her face and eyes, before straightening up and gave Linsey the same hug and kiss. Conall came over to the girls, after having off-loaded their luggage from the dolly onto the train. With a glint in his eye and a smile, he said, “I know I helped you two pack up, but God as m’witness I swear they weren’t so heavy at the house. Jus’ remember te be careful unloading some of that stuff; those Reducio Charms end when the items come out of yer trunks. I was plannin’ to say some things too, but it seems yer mum pretty much covered it all.”
Conall gave his younger daughter a big bear hug, holding her as though he were unwilling to give her up, before giving her a kiss on the forehead. “You’ll be fine, Ella Bheag, and we’ll see ye again soon enough. Dun’ye fret none, we’ll come get ye fer Christmas.” He then turned to his elder child, and hugged and kissed her. He told her with a wink, “You give them other blighters hell on the pitch there, Uain Bheag. Yer Cap’n now, make ‘em dread facin’ ye.” Linsey laughed softly, and she said, “My plan’s to hoist the Cup this year.” Conall laughed, and said, “Thot be my girl. Have a good year, both o’ ye.”
OOC:
Cinnabun Gryffie
"All my life I never really knew me till today Now I know why, I'm just another step along the way
I lie awake for hours, I'm just waiting for the sun When the journey we are making has begun Don't deny the feeling that is stealing through your heart Every happy ending needs to have a start
All my life I never really knew me till today Now I know why, I'm just another step along the way "
It had been a long, tiresome summer. From having to try and go back to sleep in the room he had previously shared (and having to plead with Pa not to take the bunk beds down just yet...) to having to help babysit at a moment's notice. It was worse that he couldn't work in the forge to help pass time, since every time he tried to step in he got all teary and sad. But luckily (according to Maggey, anyway), Baby Eiluned seemed to quite like him. Early in the summer the Ghobhainn family had held a big barbecue and a wake sort of thing for everyone who had missed Áedán's funeral and wanted to say goodbye. Even there, surrounded by friends and family, Tàmhas felt so painfully alone.
Through the weeks, he made the long, slow walk to Arden several times in order to sit at the grave and just talk with his best friend. It wasn't the same, but it was better than nothing. In July, he felt a painful bubble of depression, and figured the best way to get back in sync was to reconnect with his lost pal. Grabbing a safety pin and the box of earrings he'd shared with the redhead, Tàmhas hoped it helped his emotions. Unfortunately, he didn't consider that a big part of Áedán's job was simply to prevent the brunette from getting freaked out halfway through. Instead, Pa had had to come to the rescue and help his son finish the job. The man hugged his son for a long time and they cried together, reminiscing about Áedán.
As August rolled in, Tàm got a letter from school, but it contained a Prefect's Badge. They trusted him to be in charge of first years?! He was barely taller than them! Over that month, the little family spent time together where they could, leading up to September first. Tàm was woken up early, which was abnormal. Usually on train days, Pa let themhim sleep in... but this year, he had a meeting to attend. All while walking on the uneven surface of the train. Greeaaaaaaat. He said goodbye to his family, then stepped up into the forge with his trunk. A sad little wave was all that exchanged before the teen vanished in a puff of green smoke and flame. On the other end, the teen sighed softly, scooting his trunk to the drop off spot, then looking around for somewhere to stand. Shaggy brown curls bounced about as green eyes scanned the crowd for a familiar face.
xx✮Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform 9 3/4 xxx✮Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Everyone xxxx✮Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Boarding the train xxxxx✮Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?Yay! I can't wait!
The pink haired boy staggered through the portal and joined the blond on the platform at long last. A big smile graced Declan's face when Seb said this year was going to be awesome. He nodded emphatically along with his friend, then said, "If you do get to play then I'll finally have someone to watch." Declan went to all the Quidditch games that Seb's team played in last year and sat fearfully in the stands. Turns out, Declan's not a big fan of heights and had failed miserably when it came to Flying. But Seb enjoyed Quidditch and Declan wanted to support his friend. Someone Declan recognized as Fiadh O'Shea from their year heard them mention Quidditch and came over to join them. The blond smiled at Fiadh when she asked if Declan was glad to be going back to school. "Oh, yes, very much so. Hogwarts is... like a really good dream," he said with a small smile. It had been such a liberating feeling for him, not only to have friends but also a place that accepted him for who he was.
xx♥Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform ¾ xxx♥Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?So many people xxxx♥Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Going to Hogwarts xxxxx♥Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?Just gotta get on the train, right?
Hesperia had been waiting for Hogwarts since she was a little girl and her mother and grandparents showed her what magic was. Though learning that she was a half-vampire had put a damper on her delight at going to school. She was afraid that people might question their safety around her, that people might think she wanted to bite them or something like that. But the days leading up to first day of school quickly overwhelmed her fears and she was incredibly excited. As was normal, it was her grandparents going over everything with her, making sure that she had all her belongings ready and whatnot. Her mother, as usual, was still sleeping when the brunette was having breakfast. Before she left for the platform, she woke her mother to say goodbye, then her grandparents led her by floo to the platform. After depositing her trunk, her grandparents bid her farewell. "Na eísai asfalís, papiáki," her grandmother said and kissed her on the forehead. Once her grandparents had left, Hes turned to explore the platform.
Whilst wandering, she spotted someone standing alone who appeared to be surveying the crowd and Hes couldn't tell if they were her age or older. The way he was standing appeared to be authoritative, but he was not much taller than herself. Welp, let's make a new friend, she said and headed over to talk to them. As she got closer, she noticed he had pointed ears and she felt a surge of something inside. She wasn't the only half-human at the school! "Cool ears," she said with a smile, though careful not to expose her teeth. "Nymph, right?" Hesperia had studied a lot of different magical creatures including the human-like beings. "I'm Hesperia, but you can call me Hes," she added, her slight Greek inflection making some of words sound more melodic than others.
xx✵Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform 9¾ xxx✵Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Mama, Dec, Fiadh, and Zoot xxxx✵Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Heading to School! xxxxx✵Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?I can't wait!!
Seb nodded happily when Dec said he'd finally have someone to watch. "Yep! I just have to try real hard and maybe I can make the team. Then it'll be even more important to practice and all!" He tapped the side of his glasses, a bit of a faraway look in his deep green eyes. He knew Dec always tried to face his fears to watch the games, even though being up in the stands was pretty scary. But this year, Seb had a chance to make it worth his friend's while.
Another voice popped up, and Seb looked over to grin at Fiadh. "Yep, quidditch. I have a chance to make the actual team, not just the... um... waiting guys." The word would come to him eventually... probably. "You're trying out too?! Oh wow! As what spot? I'm sure you'll do super great, no matter which one!" The boy laughed happily, hoping that maybe they could do practice drills together. After all, some of the other teams had way older kids in his position. Green eyes focused on the (other) blond, who said he was indeed happy to go back to school. Seb just wanted the clubs and quidditch... though studying did give a good excuse to hang out with Dec.... From inside his hoodie came a little cat foot, and Seb busied himself in poking Zoot's toe beans.
xx☀Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform 9¾ xxx☀Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Hesperia xxxx☀Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Meeting a new person? xxxxx☀Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?How did she know I was nymphic?
As green eyes watched the crowd, Tàm pulled a hair tie off his wrist. He pulled his messy curls back into a half-pony, though his fringe still fell into his eyes. He straightened up his shirt, a bit uncomfortable just being here. He hadn't been on the train since first year, after all. Using practiced moves, he subtly adjusted his bonus leg, frustrated that he could only make appointments with the prosthetist during the off school hours. And she was always stupid busy over the summers, and apparently made enough money to take the winter holidays off. Maybe he should ask Professor Clarke about taking a day off mid-year...
Tàm was shaken out of his reverie by a girl he didn't know commenting on his ears. A small blush touched his cheeks... and ears as he lifted a small hand to touch one. It was then she commented on him being a nymph. "Um... Cheers. 'n' yea. Weel, nae lik'.. A stowed oot nymph. A' we ken is somewhere atween hauf 'n' hail." He shrugged a bit, thinking that this girl must either be a first year or a non-student, because he'd never met her.
The brunette introduced herself, and Tàmhas nodded. Her name was Hesperia? What an odd name. Well.. his name was Tàmhas... and was probably odd to those outside the Highlands. "Nice tae mak yer acquaintance, Hes. They ca' me Tàmhas, or juist Tàm, if you'd lik'. Ye'r a foremaist year, richt? or... Mibbie a transfer student?" He offered his left hand to shake, before remembering most were the opposite. He pulled back his hand, the offered his right, hoping to make it more comfortable to everyone else's standard.
xx♥Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform ¾ xxx♥Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?So many people xxxx♥Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Going to Hogwarts xxxxx♥Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?Just gotta get on the train, right?
Hesperia didn't know what to expect when the boy spoke to her, but it wasn't that. Being from London, she very rarely heard a highlands accent, and her family primarily hung out around Greeks in London, so it was much further from her. Thankfully, a boy in her primary school was from the highlands and spoke with a similar accent so she could barely understand him. She chuckled and said, "Wow, you talk weird. It's cool though. Nice to meet you Tàm." He had asked if she was a new student or a transfer student, at least she was pretty sure that was what he'd asked. "This will be my first year," she said, then she spotted the Prefect badge and added, "Oh, and you're a Prefect?" The brunette pointed at the badge he was wearing so it didn't seem like she was psychic or anything. "Oυάου κακία, nice earrings!"
xx☀Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform 9¾ xxx☀Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Hesperia xxxx☀Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Meeting a new person? xxxxx☀Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?How did she know I was nymphic?
A hand moved to sweep his fringe from his eyes, the inner gold rings sparkling a bit under the normal green. Hes commented that he talked weird, earning a happy, almost twinkly laugh from the teen. "A'm fae th' Scots Hielands, whilk explains it. Some fowk kin ken me, some struggle. Ah cannae pure contain it. Bit mah Pa's accent is stronger than mines!" He grinned over, sharp teeth tucked under the silvery wires from his braces. He kept his rainbow bands, though now they were pastel, rather than their previous neon hues.
After asking about her grade, Hes noted she was indeed a first year. She then commented on his badge, and he nodded once. He still couldn't really believe he'd been given the title. "Och aye. A'm gaun intae fifth year. Ah git nominated prefect, sae hopefully ah kin dae justice tae th' professors." He nodded, a few curls escaping his hairtie to bob messily around him. The younger girl spoke in a language he didn't understand, then commented on his earrings. He reached up, feeling the swords in his ears. The others were just plain black, so he guessed which she referred to. "Cheers, ah git thaim fae mah Pa. We mak' swords... 'n' knives... 'n' stuff. Bonny muckle ony kind o' pointy metal weapon we kin dae. Plus ah leid th' fencing gang at schuil, whilk is an' a' loads o' swords."
Of course, Tàm hadn't been in the forge much of the summer, and the few times he'd tried it wasn't long enough to accomplish anything... but Hes didn't need to know that part. After all, he didn't want to just dump all his trauma on a random first year. But... maybe he'd find one of his friends and see about getting a hug. Hugs always seemed to help. "Plus, who's git odd wurds noo. Wis that anither leid? ah kin speak a few scots tongues, bit nae muckle ootdoors that." He sent over a small, toothy grin, hoping to buoy his thoughts and emotions. Luckily, everything here was concrete and metal, so there weren't any plants to accidentally wilt.
Fiadh Reilly O'Shea ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Hufflepuff ☆ Second Year Half Blood ☆ Twelve Year Old
★ Location : Platform 9 3/4 ★ Company : Parents... Dec & Seb
“Hogwarts sure does seem that way at times.” She replied to Declan. Fiadh found he’s answer to her interesting. It was a unique way of looking at school for sure. Though, it made her feel as if there was more to it then that. Sometimes Fia forgot that some summers with parents at home were better or in some cases worse than others. A saddening fact that made Fiadh wish for an easy fix.
Fiadh didn’t linger on those thoughts for long as Seb asked her what position in Quidditch she was going to try out for. She had avoided it last year being unsure about the whole broom coordination thing. She liked flying enough to at least take the class. It really didn’t change her schedule from the previous year. “I hope you make it off the bench Seb.” She said encouragingly. “As for me, I’m not totally sure yet.” She answered before adding. “I thought about giving Chaser a shot. Just need to stay on my broom is all. I’d go Seeker like you but with my focus, probably not.”
Honestly the second year doubted she’d even make the team. Hufflepuff probably had way better options then her. Sure, the team could use some more hands on deck, but it wasn’t enough for her to say for sure she’d make it. Only time would tell, and either way Fia would be happy just to help out.
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AliceInWonderland0921
Cinnabun Gryffie
A kind heart you have there One that's good for making friends of all kinds Everyone will be safe with you! You'll find a home for your heart in... Hufflepuff!
xx✮Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Platform 9 3/4 xxx✮Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Everyone xxxx✮Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Boarding the train xxxxx✮Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?Yay! I can't wait!
Declan smiled when Fi seemed to confirm his thoughts about the school. As the conversation switched over to Quidditch though, Declan faded out of the picture. He hadn't even managed to mount a broom, much less fly around in a scary game where the balls tried to hit you. It also brought back terrible memories from primary school where the mean kids from his year had pelted him with whatever ball they were playing with that lesson. It was usually footballs, since it seemed like his primary school was obsessed with footie. Declan had never been sporty so naturally he was always picked on. The blond drifted away from their conversation, instead watching some of the older girls and the skirts they were wearing. Idly, he wondered if skirts were more comfortable than the fancy corduroy pants his father always made him wear. Declan glanced down at the pants in question and seriously considered what it'd be like to wear a dress or skirts. A little sigh escaped the boy. He never really felt like the other boys of his age. His mind slipped down that little tangent while the others were talking about Quidditch.
