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Post by Lavender Brown on Oct 13, 2011 18:20:53 GMT
"You tell 'em Ginny!" a familiar voice pipped up. The pure-blood had tears in her eyes due to her Won-Won's disapearence, but she was determined not to let it show. "We can handle ourselves just fine without Ron and Hermione." The curly-haired witch pushed past the bullies and stood beside her friends. "And we'll be fine!" She was triumphant. Well she was for now at least. The girl looked back to see Luna and some third-year. "Hey Luna!" she said giving her a wave.
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Post by Daphne Greengrass on Oct 13, 2011 21:15:22 GMT
Emerald optics narrowed as the femme stared at the Weasley dead in the eyes. Stupid little Weasley. She rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips, raising a disinterested palm to her side. "Weasley, Weasley, Weasley," she said, "You think you are so clever. we'll see how clever you are this year."
Femme turned to pansy. "Shall we just kick them out of the car?" She asked, "There's not many places to sit."
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Post by Luna Lovegood on Oct 13, 2011 21:19:24 GMT
"Temper temper, Weasley." Pansy mocked, a smirk forming on her face "If I were you I'd watch my tongue this year. You never know who could be listening and this time your precious Potter isn't here to save you." Pansy turned her attention to Daphne and then replied "Good idea, Daphne, I don't think these traitors deserve a carriage."
Luna's eyes jumped from Pansy to Ginny and back again. She stood, a silent gesture of support for Ginny. Her friend had been through enough without Pansy Parkinson rubbing it onto her face that Harry was gone. The blonde witch wouldn't stand for it. Luna raised her hand in greeting to Lavender but her silver eyes never left the Slytherin girls.
"It's funny, you two only started teasing Ginny after that Death Eater left...are you tryi g to get into her good books?" Luna asked "Are you frightened she might turn on you?"
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Post by Maria Lexton on Oct 14, 2011 1:24:52 GMT
Long before she stepped onto the train, Maria wasn't concerned with finding a seat. She had long ago arraigned for a few associates to get there early and grab a box up front. It wasn't that she felt she was deserving any special treatment, but it was just...efficient. the other Hufflepuffs enjoyed the quiet reading and small talk the box provided, and she was freed up to walk about the train interacting with new arrivals and old faces, fully assured a seat waited for her if she needed it. As she walked by a window, she paused to examine herself in the reflection. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was perfectly combed, her pearl earrings were in place. She wore her Hufflepuff tie with a white shirt and dark purple argyle vest with a tweed jacket, along with her uniform skirt. Glacing past her reflection, however, she saw the box was occupied by seemingly a hodge-podge of House. Just what Maria liked to see. Opening the door, she stepped in.
"Well, quite the intermixing of Houses in here. I'm very glad. I always said the things that set us apart are so insignificant to the things that bind us. I recognize some of your faces, actually. I'm Maria Kennedy Lexton, Hufflepuff Prefect Sixth Year. How are you all?" she said, extending her hand in handshake to the group in general.
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Post by Laelia on Oct 14, 2011 1:51:31 GMT
Laelia softly exited the compartment she had been reading in and made her way down the isle looking for someone...ANYONE would could explain what was happening for her. She had been cut off from the British world after spending all summer with her family in their Caribbean island home and was confused by the sudden boldness of her normally more subtle housemates. And the atmosphere on the train was.....different. Darkness, and something else she couldn't put her finger on tainted the air.
Seeing several of the older girls in her house up ahead she quickly clutched her new book on squibs close to her chest. It wouldn't do for them to catch her with it. These girls had the power to make her life miserable this year, if they so chose. She knew she probably should just move on, but her curiosity got the better of her and she halted just outside the group, hoping to hear some of the news.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2011 8:22:42 GMT
"You just try it!" Ginny challenged, her hand hovering dangerously close to her wand, ready to sieze it the instant either Slytherin made a threatening move. Parkinson's mention of Harry had struck a nerve, and the Weasley was mere inches away from actually drawing her wand and casting her especially-effective bat-bogey hex on the girl. Luna's intervention, however, along with the arrival of the Hufflepuff prefect, had the effect of soothing Ginny's temper to an extent, and she reluctantly lowered her hand.
"Oh... not bad." she replied noncommittally to Maria, recognising the prefect from her own year. "Would be better without the Slytherins around, but not bad."
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Feeling rather small amongst the older students who all seemed to know what they were doing, Abby squeezed her way along the corridor, finally coming to a stop before a compartment that seemed even more crowded than the rest of the train. There didn't seem to be a spare seat anywhere that she'd seen, and as she stopped beside Laelia, the first-year began to wonder if she'd have to remain standing for the entire hours-long trip. Not wanting to speak out of turn, Abby simply watched the scene unfolding, fiddling nervously with her uniform's collar. Unlike most of the students, she already wore her school robes, having not wanted to miss whatever the cue to change into them during the journey was, although her black first-year tie hung untied around her neck. Finally, though, she garnered enough courage to look up at the second-year and ask "Do you know where I can find a spare seat, please?"
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Post by Laelia on Oct 15, 2011 1:10:38 GMT
Laelia glanced at the girl out of the corner of her eye, the blank tie and lack of house crest on her robe marking her as a yet-to-be-sorted first year. But even without all that she would have pegged her for a newbie. Her small stature and nervous attitude giving her away. Glancing up at the other Slytherin girls she checked to make sure they weren't looking then gave the first year a small smile and pointed at the compartment she had just stepped out of. "I was sitting in that one." She said softly, "No one else is in there yet so your welcome to sit with me if you'd like. I'm just...." She looked at the older girls again, a slightly frustrated look furrowing her brows, "trying to figure out what's happened. Things are different now....and I wanna know why."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2011 7:39:27 GMT
Abby looked relieved at the prospect of having somewhere to sit, and returned the other girl's small smile. Taking a glance to make sure no-one was listening in, she leant towards Laelia and whispered "It's all to do with you-know-who." her eyes darted back and forth as though the mere reference to the infamous dark wizard would be enough to bring him down upon her. "Th-they say he's in control. Of the Ministry, Hogwarts, everything." Most of this was just what she had gathered from listening in on her parents before they had disappeared, so the young girl didn't know much more than that. "That's why there's no m-muggle-born about anymore." She almost stumbled over the term 'muggle-born', being practically one herself, and was now belatedly wondering if that fact alone might have given her away.
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Post by Laelia on Oct 15, 2011 18:10:31 GMT
Laelia's eyes widened in horror. That really would explain so much, but it simply couldn't have happened...could it? "T-thats not possible. I would have heard something about..." She trailed off suddenly, thinking hard. "No, actually I wouldn't have heard of it. The Prophet isn't allowed on Isla Mágica." Glancing one last time at the older girls, she turned away from them to face the smaller girl. "Hey come on, lets go to the compartment before they realize we're here and you can tell me about whats been going on in Brittan since last term."
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Oct 15, 2011 18:20:05 GMT
"You just try it!" Ginny challenged, her hand hovering dangerously close to her wand, ready to sieze it the instant either Slytherin made a threatening move. Parkinson's mention of Harry had struck a nerve, and the Weasley was mere inches away from actually drawing her wand and casting her especially-effective bat-bogey hex on the girl. Luna's intervention, however, along with the arrival of the Hufflepuff prefect, had the effect of soothing Ginny's temper to an extent, and she reluctantly lowered her hand. "Oh... not bad." she replied noncommittally to Maria, recognising the prefect from her own year. "Would be better without the Slytherins around, but not bad." "You think you're such a big girl, don't you Weasley?" Pansy's blue eyes narrowed on the red-head "Think you're so damn special just because you were Potter's little girlfriend. This year, that means nothing and soon you're going to find out how much of a scared little girl you really are. We Slytherins have it good. Watch your back." Pansy gave no heed to the loony girl's questions and spun on her heel to face Daphne. "Daph I'm bored. These losers aren't worth two minutes of our time. I'm sure Draco saved us a seat in his compartment."
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Post by Michael Spyre on Oct 15, 2011 18:36:05 GMT
Meanwhile, a small boy lugged along the train, trying to find a compartment. Michael knew he didn't want to be here. On some stupid train, going to some stupid school. He didn't care about magic anymore, not since his mother had died. "Stupid dad, making me come here..." he muttered to himself. He glanced to his right as he spotted an empty room. He sighed and slid open the door, throwing his bag against a seat. He sat down and stared out the window in silence, thoughts wandering through his head.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on Oct 15, 2011 20:25:07 GMT
Fire blazed in Ginny's eyes and she was back on her feet, wand in her hand before she could stop herself - if she had even wanted to in the first place. "I'm more than just Harry's girlfriend!" she shot back, furious at Pansy, casting her infamous bat-bogey hex on the Slytherin before even stopping to consider the possible consequences.
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Casting her own worried glance in the direction of the building commotion in the compartment they stood outside, Abby hurriedly nodded in response to the older girl, wanting to get out of the way before anymore jinxes began flying. Taking the lead, the first-year girl scurried into the indicated compartment - and froze in the doorway as she saw that this one wasn't empty anymore, no matter what state Laelia had left it in. Abby glanced awkwardly at the boy who seemed to be the compartment's new occupant; he couldn't have been much older than she was, really. Deciding not to initiate what could possibly become a very awkward conversation, Abby stepped aside to let the other girl enter first.
(OOC: I assumed the compartment Michael found was the same one Laelia had been sitting in, right?)
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Post by Michael Spyre on Oct 15, 2011 20:32:23 GMT
(OOC: Yep, that's what the plan was. ^ ^)
Michael's attention was directed back to the doorway as the door slid open. He blinked his hazel eyes as he saw two girls standing outside it. He rolled his eyes and returned his gaze back towards the window. It seemed like he couldn't get a moment's peace now. If they did decide to sit in the compartment with him, he wouldn't care. Well, as long as they were super annoying like the girls at his old school had been.
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Post by Laelia on Oct 15, 2011 21:12:05 GMT
Laelia paused for a moment at the unexpected site of the boy sitting in the formally empty apartment, but as her trunk and other personal belongings were already inside she didn't really feel the need to explain herself. She simply entered, choosing to sit across from the boy and once settled gave a short tilt of her head by way of introduction, "I am Laelia Vitale," Her slight accent, which was barely noticeable most of the time, accentuated her name and gave a small hint to her nervousness, "2nd year Slytherin." She paused then, waiting to see who would speak next.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2011 21:22:00 GMT
Abby slipped into the compartment behind the Slytherin girl, seating herself beside Laelia. "Abby Grant," she added after a moment, indicating herself. Stating the fact made obvious by the tie draped around her neck, she added "I'm a first-year - don't know what house I'll be in. Maybe Hufflepuff." she finished with a shrug. That wasn't to say that she particularly wanted to be in Hufflepuff; girl just didn't think she was good enough to get into any of the other houses.
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