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Fandom [Closed][HP]Hogwarts Awaits!

Gish_Sky

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For Jason “Jace” Asher, Hogwarts meant a whole new world. Fascinating hallways with mysterious classrooms scattered across a castle that once possibly housed a king. Mysterious beasts in a forest that was forbidden, yet teeming with mystery. Best of all, Hogwarts meant Quidditch teams that mattered and a path into the world of professional Quidditch. Quidditch was everything, if you asked the 11 year old boy.

His cousins, his friends, his family members…. All of them had spoken about the crimson locomotive that carried students to the previous haven of magical learning. They all spoke about the strange piece of wall, the sensation of crashing into it, and coming out the other end, amazed to find themselves at another train platform in awe.

Watching his parents sprinkle a handful of green sand into his home‘s fireplace, Jace took a step forwards.
“King’s Cross Station!” the boy said with a confident air, stepping into the green flames. The flames engulfed him and he found himself standing outside a bustling train station. Turning around, he saw his beaming parents, who were carrying his luggage.

”Did you remember your underwear?“ his mother, a tall and slender woman, asked. Jace nodded sheepishly. He remembered the one time they had gone on vacation, to Egypt, for the Quidditch World Cup. Out of excitement, he had forgotten to pack his own underwear.

His father, a strong and hulking figure, placed a hand on his small son‘s shoulder, before giving him a little squeeze.

”You didn’t happen to bring your broom along, did ya?“ he asked jokingly. Jace shook his head, hoping that his father couldn’t see through the lie. Yes, brooms were banned at Hogwarts, but flying on a slow and old broom for several months? Jace just couldn’t bear to see his Firebolt Supreme sit at home, all alone. It had been a Christmas present from last year and Jace remembered riding the broom with his father, to get a feel for it, before zooming around an empty field, his shrieks of joy being heard miles away.

As his family walked towards this strange piece of wall, Jace took over his luggage from his parents, loading them into a cart. He was a bit nervous, constantly staring at the piece of empty wall. Platform 9 3/4. What if he crashed into Platform 9 1/2?

Bracing for impact, the boy ran into the wall. A cheesy grin on his face, he could hear the chatter of the King’s Cross Station fade away, as he moved through the wall and the harmonious chatter of fellow witches and wizards enter his ears. Opening his eyes, he looked around and saw many wizarding families all around him.

After greeting a few family friends, Jace heard the toot of the train. Looking at his parents, he gave them a hug. Soon, he found himself being whisked away by the crowd, into the crimson locomotive known as the Hogwarts Express.

As the crowd dwindled in the hallways, Jace peeks into each compartment curiously, looking at the occupants. Were any of them Quidditch fans? Quidditch players? Future Slytherin housemates? Jace found himself slightly disappointed that there weren’t any. Maybe they’d come to him!

Spotting an empty compartment ahead, Jace scrambled to secure the compartment, lugging his luggage behind him in a rushed manner, before plopping down on a seat. Jace could see it now. Jace Asher, a Quidditch legend at Hogwarts. 7x House Quidditch Cup winner. 7x MVP. Sitting up straight, he awaited his first possible friend, hoping that their friendship would be legendary. After all, according to his family, the bestest of friends met on the Hogwarts Express on a cool September 1st morning.
 
"Come on you guys, we're going to be late!"

Esme ran excitedly to the entrance of the train station, satchel slung over her shoulder and her cat, Ms. Mazie, snuggled protectively in her arms. Her father, step mother and step sister walked quickly to catch up to her, but they were mostly busy admiring the "special requirements" they were sent to get before they sent Esme away. Her sister held her wand in her hand, turning it around slowly as if looking for some kind of secret compartment- anything to prove that maybe this wasn't real.

"I can't believe this is actually happening." Annie, her step mom, piped up. Her eyes were wide with wonder.

"Oh believe me, I could hardly believe it myself the first time." Her dad responded. He had known about Hogwarts and the train station ever since his last wife, who had disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Esme had been too young to really get to know her biological mother, but she had always dreamt that maybe one day she herself would be able to see if it was all just a made up fairy tale or not. Seeing Diagon Alley had certainly put things in perspective for the whole family though.

"Alright, so 9 and 3/4 right?" Esme glanced at her ticket again, confirming her question.

"Yes, and remember what I told you to do."

"Run into the wall... Right." She might have seen the flying brooms and magical wands, but even this seemed a little far fetched. What if this was just a joke and she smacked right into a brick wall? She would certainly have to give him the silent treatment after that!

As the four made their way to the alleged magical brick wall, Esme couldn't stop daydreaming about what Hogwarts and the train would actually be like. If Diagon Alley was anything to go by however, they would be even better than anything she could imagine. Finally her father stopped and Esme glanced up just in time to see a boy around her age run... yes, he did it! He really ran right through the wall! Everyone gasped, half in shock that it was true and the other half impressed that the boy didn't seem too scared about it. Taking a deep breath, Esme grabbed the rest of her equipment from her parents and sister and gave each of them a tight hug, trying not to think too hard about the what she had just seen.

"I'll write to you guys every day! I'll tell you everything that happened and everything I do in class!" Her father smiled at her, endeared by her excitement.

"Please be careful Esme. Promise me." She nodded, too caught up to really understand the meaning behind the words. After saying a quick goodbye to everyone, she turned to the wall and clenched her teeth. Ms. Mazie squirmed a bit in her grasp but settled when Esme began a light jog into the portal. She had missed the transition as she squeezed her eyes shut, but quickly opened them again when a loud train whistle blared.

"Oh!" An awed response came out at the sight. A beautiful crimson train was stalled right in the middle of the large room. People dressed in the same clothing as those in Diagon Alley milled about, some waving a teary goodbye to their children while others were just leaving. Pursing her lips, the witch tried not to waste too much time gawking. She was going to be late! Managing to lug her things with her, she boarded the train clumsily, nearly bumping into another kid who was passing through the carriage.

"Oh, sorry!" She blurted out, swerving a bit to miss the girl. The kid didn't seem to pay her any mind so she turned to look for a compartment. Her father had told her to make a lot of friends. It was important, especially in an unknown place.

"Ok Ms. Mazie, you and I have to set our things down first. Then we can go see the rest of the train." The calico only yawned, so she took that as an agreement. The pair made their way awkwardly along, carriage to carriage, until someone caught her eye. The boy they had seen run through the wall! He seemed to be alone, caught up in his thoughts, so Esme carefully knocked on the compartment door.

"Hi there! Mind if I sit? You seem lonely."

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Ariiasq Raa was used to many things.

Accelerated curriculums, venomous snakes, being home alone... many things. Enough things that they'd learned to cover their own ass before following an order, no matter who gave it to them. That was also why, for the past two hours, Jet and them had been debating about a singular wall, ignoring all who passed them for the most part. It was a good thing Jet wasn't wearing any of his dancer's outfits, otherwise they'd attract too much attention. His black three-piece blended in well enough.

"I'm just saying," Arii continued as someone phased through the bricks as if they weren't there, "it could be a reactive material. An inverse of the cornstarch-water combination that reacts to movement. There has to be an explanation for it somewhere in the laws of physics... but then how does it stay upright? The force it'd take would liquify it—"

Jet huffed for what had to be the fifth time in the past few minutes, watching someone else run past and vanish, the wall rippling like water. "Kyt, it's more likely to be a binding agent, I'm telling you. The running breaks the bind, then it seals back up again."

"But then how would the binding agent survive?" They demanded, tossing a hand up and nearly flinging the black ring perched innocently on their middle finger. Scarf, who had previously been using their hand as a pillow, hooded up irately, startling some poor civilian nearby. "These people run back and forth through it like it's a spinning door!" Ariiasq tugged on their sleeve, the black dress-shirt both civilian and wizard-passing enough for them to justifiably wear it under the cloak... but there was no way they're putting that crime against common sense on until they absolutely had to.

Their current guardian chuckled and crouched down to ruffle their black-sheened hair, paying little mind to the indignant squawk that followed. "I'll tell you what; you can rant to me by letter once you think you've figured it all out, 'aight, Kyt?"

The student stuck their tongue out at him in a rare show of blatant childishness, but the twitch of their mouth betrayed them enough that Jet leaned forward and bonked his forehead against theirs, dodging the mock-strike from Scarf in the same motion. Scathaen would never actually bite; he didn't have the venom for it, but he'd learned to show his displeasure by a simple nose-poke.

"I'll see you in a few weeks, Arii," Jet said, finally standing back up straight. "Try not to cause too much trouble, yeah?"

Something prickled uncomfortably at Ariiasq's sternum, and it wasn't Scarf moving up to drape across their neck. It burned a little. Despite the rising tightness, though, they turned and smiled at Jet, too many teeth showing for it to be anything other than mischievous. "You'll hear from me sooner, but I make no promises! Chaos is an unknown."

They threw themself backward into the wall without another breath between them, twisting as they fell to balance themself out and hauling their duffle-bag the entire way. Falling through the wall felt like brushing through tall water reeds, soft and abrasive at the same time with that disgusting, underlying slime.

They let the breath they'd been holding (just in case) out, readjusting Scarf as they padded (they weren't going to get loud shoes, now were they?) toward the crimson train outlined against the disgustingly-yellow-toned bricks. They'd never been on a train, before, after all, cars were easier and... probably safer, but since they had no assigned seating, they had a perfectly valid excuse to snoop (now that Jet wasn't dragging them from shop to shop ("Please don't interrogate the shopkeeps, Kiddo."), they could finally figure out how everything worked in this goddamn fever dream of a world).

So, with one last suspicious glare at the wall, they boarded the train, hands in their pockets and duffle-bag hanging off their shoulder. It was amazing they could fit everything in there.

They walked up and down the train twice (head bobbing up and down like a bird's to look at everything), before pausing at one of the more open spaces to open their phone and find some music, slipping in an earbud as they turned to find somewhere (populated; they needed information) to sit. The train looked normal, at least. As the fast-paced sound of a band with too long of a name for them to care to remember, they found the first compartment they could with an empty seat and—and very nearly ran into someone (Esme). Lovely. They backed up quick enough to not actually do it, but managed to catch the tail-end of a request to sit.

They decided they'd be fine just claiming one; if the people had an issue with it, then they'd argue the point; they needed to see what kind of people they were dealing with, after all.

Scarf sneezed by their ear.
 
Platform 9 3/4 was as busy as one might expect for the first day of Hogwarts. Students going here and there in their school uniforms and robes with trollies of luggage and of of course various pets. Most came from the normal muggle platform, though not all as a loud crack rang out the any wizard would know as the sound of someone aperating. Wizards would normally not do such a thing in a crowded place, but the three figures that had shown up were as abnormal as the way they had arrived. Two of them honestly seemed normal enough a small blonde girl in uniform and robes like all the other kids, the adult however unlike the many other adults didn't seem all that invested in this. While most were parents sending their kids off to hogwarts to learn, the woman here was just a babysitter. She was just making sure the kid with her got form point A to point B without doing anything stupid. The third member of the trio was something any pure blood wizard would know of, a house elf, dressed in a dirty pillow case she seemed far more interested in the little girl. Those that knew of house elves would guess the tiny figure had actually been the one to aperate as house elves were surprisingly skilled with that brand of magic able to bypass barrier and charms even powerful wizards had set. Compared to other students the luggage of the girl was limited and likely only containing what was needed if one only wore the school uniform and no casual clothes.

The blonde girl looked around and looking at her one might notice her oddly colored eyes, a bright purple amethyst, not exactly seeming fully natural they were clearly not the work of some charm. The girl looked about seeming as surprised as a muggle born student to see everything. She then turned back to the duo but instead of looking to the other human she looked to the house elf. " Are you sure we should be here mom this place is much to nice?" Isa asked addressing the house elf as family instead of the human and likely surprising anyone close enough to hear. A child of a house elf and human while not common was not unheard of, but most were rather weak and would not be selected for hogwarts. Isa was a but of an exception in that regard, but have enough kids and in time one will be mutated in just the right way , Isa was that one somehow able to wield human and house elf magic.

" Yes Teepey is sure this is the right place" Teepey said nodding referring to herself as many house elves did in the third person " You are special you will get to be a wizard Isa" Teepey said sounding like she would cry like many parents wishing their child goodbye for the first time. She of course could never have expected Isa to ever leave the manor let along go to any school, the only education she had was in the ways of house elves. Teepey had known Isa was strong but she was strong like a house elf, not like a wizard suited to serve not to rule and Teepey had assumed as all others it would remain that way.

" Don't worry mom Isa will write lots" Isa said almost kneeling down to hug Teepey.

The woman that had been unenthusiastically watching only now spoke " Like a human " She said there to correct and remind the girl, and if not in public remind Isa with a small stinging charm so she would remember how to act properly. given there were others here Isa got off with just a verbal warning, but it was enough to make the small girl jump.

" Umm right Is... I mean I will write you lots " isa said looking like a scared mouse as she looked to the woman who just nodded.

Teepey frowned at it but didn't do anything against the woman, a house elf should not hurt a wizard and Isa did need to act like a wizard now. Beatings were far less of an issue to house elves, yes they hurt but what hurt more was that you had failed your owner and failed to live up to their expectations. " Teepey will write you lots and the others" Teepey continued as if the woman had not interrupted.

" if you keep going you will miss the train" The woman said, that was a lie but she wanted to done with this job.

Isa nodded not even thinking to question the woman. " Right umm seen in the summer" Ise said giving her mom another hug as she would be spending her holidays in the castle the family wanted as little to do with her as possible, they just wanted her to not embarrass them. Isa really didn't mind she had work to do at hogwarts and house elves didn't take days off, why would they if they did then they must be unwanted, just like getting paid work was reward enough if you got paid your owner must think you could do better.

The two would break their hug and Isa would head off to get her stuff on the train, which as she did notice was much less than the others, which to her was good it meant she was only taking what she needed and that she could do with less as it should be. Really if not for the dress code she likely would have worn the same dress made from an old bed sheet she did at home. That was much more fitting a house elf than. Though as she thought that Isa realized the mistake and had to punish herself for forgetting her order again, though she only pinched her hand, instead of anything extreme. On the train Isa would look for any place to sit likely somewhere no eon else wanted as in her mind if someone wanted a spot she had she should sit on the floor over have something for herself.
 
The King Cross's station was as crowded as Jackdaw ever known since he had to accompany his family here for 4 years to send his brother Jacob on the train to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However, this year was way more special than the others... This was the year Jackdaw would join many other 11 years old magical children for their first trip to Hogwarts.

"Are you nervous, Sweetie?" Asked Linda Corvey, Jackdaw's mother as she grasped tightly on his shoulder. "I'm fine, mom." Jackdaw replied with a nod, yet his face was reddened, with excitement and anxiety alike. "Oh, you'll be fine Lil Jac!" Came Jackdaw's brother Jacob who friendlily bumped his little brother on his arm. "Just be cool and cleanse your mind of worry, Big Jac will always be here to guide you." Added Jacob. "Well, only if said guidance doesn't drag your brother into shenanigan..." Said Mrs. Corvey as she turned to Jacob, her arms crossed. "Oh mom! You are still not over that, aren't you? I told you the incident with Professor Flitwick was a mistake... That stink bugs filled cupcake was supposed to go to Mr. Filch!" Jacob replied his mother with pleading eyes. "The point is nobody deserves a dessert filled with stink bugs! I don't want to get any more letter about you causing trouble in the school again, let alone hearing that you drag your brother into it as well, got it?" Said Mrs. Corvey. "Ok, mom..." Jacob replied with his usual guilty puppy dog eyes.

Squabble like this was a usual thing for Jackdaw... He knew it wasn't more than just mother lecturing and correcting her son, and while Jacob could be rebellious and sly, he isn't entirely a chaotic and unreasonable person. This Mr. Filch he and mom had been talking about since he got a report letter must be doing something that tip Jacob's off so much...

"Anyway, where is your father and Petrie?" Mrs. Corvey asked as she looked around. Just before anyone could reply to her, the woman spotted a slightly plump man with huge glasses walking her way, with a diminutive house elf followed suit. The house elf hurried forward in a nervous and overly hyperenergetic manner. He then started firing a barrage of words. "So sorry Madame Corvey! Master Corvey just ventured off behind Petie's back and Petrie was too afraid to tell Madame Corvey... Petrie thought if Petrie could take Master Corvey back before Madame Corvey find out, he would-"

"It's ok, Petrie... You are not in any trouble."
Replied Mrs. Corvey as she hushed the talkative elf. She then turned to her husband. "What caught your attention again?" Asked the wife. "Oh, err... I thought I saw a bunch of doxies in King's Cross, so I followed them in case they start wrecking harvoc... Turned out they were actually fake, an illusion casted by a weird toy some children were playing." Replied Mr. Corvey, seeminly embarrassed. Jackdaw's father was easily distracted by stuff, especially if it's about magical beasts. "Toy that make fake doxies??? Cool! I need one!" Jacob barged in just to be dismiss by his mom. "Oh, stop stalling you two, we have to catch the train!" Said the frustrated Mrs. Corvey.

The family eventually arrived at the platform. The iconic red train was waiting in its rail, expelling large cloud of steam into the air like a sleeping dragon. Jackdaw watched it in awe. He had seen this train so many times before, but this year he would finally get to take it. "Well, I think it's time. The train will take off in any minute now." Said Mrs. Corvey and opened her arms with a proud smile. Both Jacob and Jackdaw went in for a firmed embrace. "I am gonna miss you, mom... And everyone." Said Jackdaw. "We too, Sweetie. Enjoy your first year at school!" Mrs. Corvey replied and kissed her younger son on the head. She then turned to Jacob. "Take a good care of your brother alright? And don't get in any more trouble!" Said the woman. "Sure, mom!" Said Jacob as he received a couple of kisses from his mother on the cheeks.

Mr. Corvey approached Jackdaw with a tiny cage. "Oh yeah, Jackdaw... I forgot I have a surprise for you." Said the man as he handed the cage foward. Jackdaw's eyes widened as he saw a small pelican about the size of a pigeon in the cage. "GULPPY! But... How... Why is he here and why is he so small?!!" Jackdaw asked. "He would be happier with his favorite human at Hogwarts. I have been training him in secret to deliver letter. You could use him to send letter to us anytime." Said Mr. Corvey as he scruffled his son's hair. "Thank you dad! I was thinking I would be missing Gulppy alot... Now he can come with me!... Anyway, how do I get him back to his size?" Said Jackdaw, a bit concerned about his pet pelican's unusual small size. "I put shrinking charm on him, your brother can undo it for you when you get to Hogwarts. Can't you, Jacob?" Asked Mr. Corvey as he turned to his older son. "Sure! I shrink and enlarge stuff all the time." Jacob ensured his brother.

As Jacob and Mr. Corvey were saying goodbye, Jackdaw turned to the last of the family member presented, the house elf Petrie who immediately latched on to Jackdaw. "Ohhhh! Petrie is going to miss young Master Jackdaw so much!!! What if Hogwarts's elves didn't get young master's steak right? What if they put too much nutmeg on young master's cookies? What if-"

"I'll be fine, Petrie."
Jackdaw cut the elf's sentences short before he put anymore out. "Say, I think you can come to visit me if you want." Jackdaw said with a smile. "Petrie can???!" The house elf replied with a big smile. "Yeah... But to be sure, ask my parents first." Said the boy. "Petrie will ask Master and Madame Corvey to go visiting young Master Jackdaw whenever Petrie can!" Said the house elf energetically. From what Jackdaw heard, Petrie never go to visit Jacob at Hogwarts before, however he brother isn't that close to their house elf and never really ask for him to go in the first place. Jackdaw on the other hand, was much closer to Petrie and had always welcome the elf's company even if Petrie could be a bit too "energetic" sometimes.

"Good bye, dad, mom, Petrie!" Jackdaw and Jacob shouted as he about to go on the train. "Wish grandma good luck for us!" Added the boys. "Will do! She is planning to make you two sweaters, looking out for mail!" Replied Mrs. Corvey. Both sides exchanged one last good bye waves and then Jackdaw moved himself up on the train.

It was a weird and unfamiliar sight seeing all other students walking around, looking for place to settle. Jackdaw followed his brother suit, until Jacob turned around. "Alright, Lil' Jac, time for you to find a compartment to sit." Said Jacob. "Can't I just sit with you?" Replied Jackdaw. "Err... Would love too, but mine is full packed with other 5th year like me, you know... Some big scary teenagers... you wouldn't like that." Said his brother.

"But you aren't scary..."

"Yes, but well... Look for yourself!"
Said Jacob as he opened a compartment's door. Looking inside, Jackdaw saw several teenager, boys and girls about his brother's age already sitting in the seat. "Hello, Jacob!" They greeted his brother. "Hi, everyone!" Jacob greeted cheerfully. "Is that your little brother? Is he going to sit with us?" A couple of girls asked as they looked straight to Jackdaw. Bombarded by the gaze of those older children, Jackdaw's face reddened like a tomato and he immediately left. Jackdaw could heard Jacob's friends giggling at his embarrassing behavior. "Bye, little bro! See you at school!" Jacob shouted from his compartment.

All alone... jackdaw wandered sheepishly, looking for a place to sit. "Well, this is harder than I thought, where do we go now, Gulppy?" Jackdaw asked his pet pelican. He stopped at a compartment where a girl, seemingly the same age as his was poking her head in to ask if she could sit there. Jackdaw approached and looked inside. There was already a boy inside, also seemingly their age as well sitting in an almost empty compartment alone. There was another kid with unique dark red color standing not far away, seemingly interested in getting into that compartment as well. There was also another girl with blonde hair wandering abit further away in the pathway.

Jackdaw wondered if these children would be as nervous and sheepish in their first trip as he was. Maybe they would be fit to travel with? The boy lost in his thought and kept standing there.

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"But it... it's a wall! And a rather thick one, too. How does it work-?!" With a small sigh of 'I'm too tired for this', his dad, Cameron, took Wally's hand and went through the wall full-force in the way all magic folk had to to gain access to the correct platform to get onto the Hogwarts Express.

Wally Sinclair was very much excited for his first year at Hogwarts. He had made his dad tell him all about the elder's experiences as a wizarding student, including the enchanted food fight that happened in Cameron's third year. Ah, memories. Wally was so excited that he was already in his robes, ecstatic to find out which house he'd be in. He was intrigued by all of them, so he knew he'd be happy no matter which one he ended up in. He just hoped that his housemates would be nice.

Wally was left being absolutely amazed. His jaw dropped as he saw a plethora of people walking this way and that, most with wands and different forms of luggage. The coolest part was that it seemed like a good many people had different kinds of animals in birdcages and carriers that they were bringing onto the train.
"Woah!" Both Wally's mom, Dianne, and Cameron placed their hands on his shoulders.

"Well, today's the day, sport. You ready?" Dianne asked, rubbing her swollen belly a little. It was definitely a weird feeling for her - her son leaving for school while her youngest child was on the way. She was so used to taking care of Wally that she didn't know what she'd do without him for most of the school year. Cameron gave Wally a pat on the shoulder before letting go to hand the young soon-to-be-Ravenclaw his luggage.
"Yeah! So I'll be told what my house is when we get there?" Wally asked, looking towards his dad for the answer.

"Uh-huh, everything will be dealt with once you get there, don't worry. And before you head onto that train, you sure you packed everything?"
"Yep! I have my textbooks, uniform, wand, stationary, class supplies, reading books..." he went on and on, following those listed-off items, about what he knew he had brought with him.
"Alright, alright," his dad said, interrupting the child since the train was going to start heading off soon. "We know you'll do amazing. Your mom and I are rooting for you!"

Wally happily nodded as the three hugged once last time before the train began to make noises as signals that it would be leaving the station in a few minutes.
"We love you so so soooo much, Wally! Now go make some new friends," Dianne gently pushed Wally towards one of the entrances of the train, wiping her face from her tears with her other hand. Cameron wrapped his arm around her shoulders as the two proud parents watched their son wave goodbye, give his ticket to the ticket collector, and head into the train, not to be seen again by them until Wally's next school vacation.

"There he goes..." Dianne turned to her husband. "And you're sure this school is safe? The whole Dark Arts thing creeps me out."
"He'll be fine, I know he will. It's better that he learns how to use his powers in a place where professors are professionals rather than at home where he could make dangerous mistakes from not having a good grip on said powers. Plus, he'll only be a letter away."
She still seemed unsure, but nodded anyway.
"If you say so. But if there's even one instance of anything happening to that school, we're bringing him home!"
"Yes, absolutely. Until then, let's go home and relax. We have the day off and we spent nearly all night getting him ready. We deserve a nap and... some time alone." He cheesily winked as Dianne lightly slapped his arm.
"Cam, you dog! Hahaha! Well, the nap does sound nice, I will say." With that, the two headed back to their home.

Meanwhile, once inside, Wally experienced renewed awe. There were already so many kids on board, and it looked like there were plenty who were his age! He slowly walked down the aisle, searching for an open seat. Many of the compartments were already full by the time he stepped foot into the train, so he kept walking. He hoped someone would invite him into their compartment, yeah that'd be nice.
"Excuse me- oh, sorry," he muttered as he realized another one was full.

A few compartments away, near the back, though, he noticed a girl standing in front of an empty one.
"Hi there! I'm Wally!" he introduced himself happily, extending a hand for the girl to shake.
"Do you wanna sit together?"

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Isa had been searching for a cabin that was right for her, she wasn't really sure what was actually fitting of her. She would normally go to the least populated least visible area as a good house elf could do their work without being noticed. She had heard of the house elves of hogwarts and how they went mostly unnoticed and wished she had that kind of skill. Isa also had to try to think like the wizard she apparently was, really she wouldn't have minded just being a house elf and not a wizard as now she had to learn how to be a human and not just an elf. Isa had a lot to get used to, things like normal clothes, and magic with a wand. House elves didn't really use wands, they also didn't use words, they willed magic and that was what she had used learning elf magic and now she had to learn something far harder apparently.

Isa had managed to find a descent spot, though it was a bit to nice in her opinion when someone spoke to her. Isa practically jumped as she realized the words were directed at her. She had expected or rather hoped to go unseen like a good elf but now she had stood out. Isa turned to look at the person and saw a hand already out for a shake and she looked from the hand to the boy seemed confused for a moment. " Isa is... i uhh.." She started realizing she had already failed " I mean i am Isa " She corrected herself her hands moving not to shake Wally's hand but coming together under her robes to hide how she was pinching herself.

" If .. if you want you can sit in it, i could even leave if you want" She eager to please and any house elf and not seeing value in herself beyond serving another.

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Wally was becoming increasingly excited now that he had met someone he could sit with. Maybe this meant they could be friends! Ooh, and what if she was someone who could teach him more about the magical world?! That'd be amazing! This was his first time in the wizarding world (despite having a wizard dad) and at Hogwarts, so any pieces of advice she had would be extremely helpful.

As Wally smiled wide and had his hand out to do his usual introductory handshake, he noticed that the girl seemed rather uncomfortable.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I should have asked before I did that," he replied, assuming Isa was uncomfortable with holding/shaking hands. That was perfectly okay! Back at his last school, there were some kids who didn't like the whole hugging thing, so this wasn't too far off from that.

He took his hand away, his smile returning.
"We can totally sit together! The train ride would be more fun that way!" He then went into the compartment, waiving for Isa to come in so that they could sit together.
"Oh, unless you don't want to sit with another person? Gosh, I should have asked that... My bad!"

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Jace could hear his heart beating louder and louder. First impressions were important, especially since he had now gained the responsibility of being the owner of this compartment. The kid was nervous, fiddling with his fingers a bit. He was a bit tempted to nibble at his thumb, but his mother had warned him not to, which was strange, since that was a habit of hers. He remembered how anxious she was, when she had played at a retired Quidditch player match a few years ago. He finally understood how she felt.

Suddenly, Jace heard a knock. It was a firm knock, one of confidence. Looking up, the boy saw a girl with a cat snuggled in her arms. Her almond brown eyes seemed rather cheerful.

"Hi there! Mind if I sit? You seem lonely."

Jace gave a sigh of relief, glad that he had encountered a rather friendly looking girl.

"Sure!" Jace exclaimed, a grin suddenly appearing on the boy's face. Yay! A potential friend!

"Err... You can sit wherever.... If you want a warmer seat, you can take mine and I can sit somewhere else," Jace added hurriedly, figuring that being accommodating would be the best idea, to make sure he seemed like ideal friend status. Pipsqueak Pipsqueak

Then, a kid with black hair appeared behind the girl with blonde hair, a snake wrapped around their neck. The snake let out a sneeze. Perhaps, seeing a snake as a pet, was the strangest thing Jace had seen. His parents had only spoken about conventional pets, such as owls, rats/mice and cats as pets. This was somewhat of a strange sight, but Jace had to admit that he was intrigued than scared by the snake. What Jace didn't know was that the snake wasn't going to be the weirdest animal he was going to meet.

"Hey! Uh... You can join us too!" Jace said to the kid, not really looking at the kid, but the snake instead.

"What's the snake's name?" Jace asked curiously. This kid seemed very Slytherin, especially with the whole snake thing. ScatheAriiasqDrayceon ScatheAriiasqDrayceon

Then, Jace saw a boy with somewhat long black hair, accompanied by a white bird in , stood there, looking a bit nervous. Jace was intrigued by the bird. He swore that he had seen something like it before, but in Africa. Plus, the bird had been much larger.

"There's still space for one more," Jace called out to the boy, not sure if the boy was interested in sitting with them. The raven-haired boy did seem really nervous though, just like how Jace had been nervous earlier. Now that Jace was going to have an almost full compartment, the chances of making a friend was extremely high, so he wasn't too nervous anymore. AncientBird AncientBird

Jace wasn't sure how much of his fellow compartment mates were talkers, so he figured that he'd start a conversation. The boy figured that it was his duty to serve as leader, since he was the first kid in the compartment.

"I'm Jace! Probably a future Slytherin to be honest. My dad says that's the best house. What's your names?" Jace asked, looking at everyone.
 
Esme hopped into the compartment, happily accepting the seat right across from Jace nearest to the window. Ms. Mazie readjusted herself on her lap, curling up and heading back to sleep. Esme watched as other kids quickly filled in behind her, smiling at each one of them as they entered. She stared at the pets the longest, taking in each unique animal fit for each kid. She gave the snake and the bird a small wave, excited to meet them.

Jace seemed to waste no time getting into conversation, and she was the first to speak up.

"I'm Esme, and this," she pointed to her calico, "is Ms. Mazie! She's grumpy a lot but I promise she's a good cat. I've not thought about which house I'll be in though... I think all of them sound lovely! My mum was the only witch I knew of but I've never met her, otherwise I would've asked what she thought." She briefly wondered what house her mother had been in. The question had never occurred to her, but it might have given some insight on where she might be placed. Esme had to admit the sorting ceremony sounded nerve wracking. She wasn't one to get nervous often, but the house you were placed in sounded extremely important.

"Oh! Perhaps I could give you all tarot readings! I want to get a head start on the school year. I know a lot from Annie but I've never been to an actual school that teaches witchcraft! I'm not too good at it yet, but my father always said "practice makes perfect"!" She dug around in her satchel before pulling out a small silk sack that was tied neatly at the top in a little ribbon. These cards had belonged to her step mom but she had saw fit to pass them down to Esme a few months ago. A bright smile plastered her face as the other kids introduced themselves, excited to pass the time with a little witchcraft of her own.

Location: Hogwarts Express
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Arii saw the person's mouth moving, but with the sound of who they were pretty sure was some dude that got so pissed at being rejected he wrote a song blasting in their ears, they couldn't really hear.

They popped an ear-bud out and raised a brow, following along the person in front of them ( Pipsqueak Pipsqueak ) and cramming themself as far away from them as they could, enough so that there could have been an entire other person sitting there if they so wished. Ariiasq really hoped no one took that invitation.

Scarf pooled into their lap as the original person in the cart ( Gish_Sky Gish_Sky ) asked a question about him, quickly followed by "Esme" puking out some loud—in enthusiasm—ramble. By then, though, Arii was halfway to raising their earbud back up to their face. They restrained a sigh. "His name's Scathaen," they muttered, a far-cry from their previous enthusiasm with Jet. New people—well, people who aren't Kaedoses in general—were not their... forte.

The brief pause of silence was almost worse than the rambling, and to compensate, they drug their phone out of their breast pocket and turned the sound down, finally managing their earbud back in without interruption. Only one. They were here to learn (so they could mock-whine to Jet, later), after all. "I don't really care what house I'm put in," they added, eyes briefly flicking over to the other person ( AncientBird AncientBird ) seemingly-wanting to enter the cart before looking back to their earbud wire as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. "It has no bearing on the quality of education, so it shouldn't matter. I doubt Hogwarts could afford an entire castle—and the upkeep of which—and their staff, and their notoriously strange and expensive displays, and separate curriculums."

And thus started a conversation Arii hated having.

They'd heard of nothing else other than tarot cards for years, now. The internet had basically blown up about them. Frankly, they didn't see the point.

Ariiasq barely glanced up when they replied "I'm good... thanks." The thanks didn't sound very thankful, but then again, it was hard to tell what they sounded like. They didn't have a British accent, which was possibly the most notable thing. Instead it sounded almost Scottish that got stronger the quieter they were.

They didn't really speak loud, anyway, though.

They busied themself with scratching the top of Scarf's head.
 
Jackdaw watched as the 2 other children in front of him got invited into the compartment. He was still unsure of what to do until the first boy, the one who sat in there before the others called out to him. "There's still space for one more!" The boy said with a friendly tone.

"Errr... Alright, thank you." Jackdaw replied awkwardly and carefully got inside the compartment. He sat down on the remaining free space (although the kid with dark red hair seemed to try to sat away from the other as far as they could that another child could have filled in the gap.) "First time on the train... It is quite weirder than I thought." Said Jackdaw as he sheepishly chuckled.

The other children then began to introduce themselves and their pets. The first boy with brown hair who invited the other to join is named Jace. The girl with blonde hair introduced herself as Esme, who then introduce her calico cat, Mr. Mazie. The dark red hair kid didn't say anything about their name, they however answered Jace about their pet cobra Scathaen, which Jackdaw was just noticed curling around its owner's neck.

"My name is Jackdaw... Jackdaw Corvey. Nice to meet you all..." Said Jackdaw as he introduced himself to the rest, his eyes still cautiously catching on the cobra, which he recognized as a sort of spitting cobra that can inject venom at enemies up to 2 metres away, precisely into their eyes. "...And this is my feathery friend, Gulppy." Jackdaw introduced his pelican, who had stick his head out of the cage and started nipping on differently stuff like a pelican always does, luckily he was still in diminutive size or else he could have picked up something he wasn't supposed to.

The group started to discussed their upcoming sorting and what house they think they would end up in. "Well errr.... My big brother and my mom are from Ravenclaw and my dad Hufflepuff... So, I guess I could be in either... But any house is cool to me." Jackdaw spoke his mind, his eyes still gazed back and forth at the cobra.

Esme, the most cheerful and excited one of the bunch then brought out her sack of her tarot card, eager to read one for each of them. Jackdaw was never into divination but he wouldn't want to decline the girl, especially when he was supposed to make good impression with other new years. "Err... Sure, I mean it does sound interesting." Said Jackdaw.

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Isa was not sure who was more confused her or Wally. He didn't exactly seem to notice her accidental third person slip so he might not be familiar with the wizard world. There were plenty of half breeds and muggleborns that went to hogwarts. Isa had a bias against them to a tiny degree but still they were were wizards even if lesser wizards. A proper house elf served all wizard equally even if their blood was lacking as her family might have said. Isa wasn't about to reject anyone based on blood purity given her own confusing linage that most would find disgusting. Few wizards would be with a house elf in any kind of healthy normal relationship. Isa didn't fully understand what this meant but she understood her being part being a half breed thing like she was had been bad and that it was not normal. Why it was not normal or unhealthy she had yet to fully understand, but there was no love between her apparent parents. While Isa had been in her own head Wally had gone in and had signaled for her to come in. While Isa should be making her own decisions it was easier to just do what others wanted her to do. She had always had some freedom but never as much as she had now as how she fulfilled a task had always been to her choosing, but never what she did.

" I am sorry" Is said the fight to say just I audible in her voice. " It is not you I am just I well I am weird I it is hard to explain " Isa said not wanting to admit to what she was but finding it hard to not just tell Wally or well anyone she was nervous and while everyone was at least they knew how to make choices.

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