HE SHOOTS! HE SCORES! YOU SUCK!
Chase Crosby: Year 1
(RP with SoftGalaxy )
It had been a few months or so since young 11 year old Chase Crosby had received his long awaited Hogwarts acceptance letter in the mail. There was an excited buzz today in the Crosby house hold. Of course, the Crosby family had gone through this process once before with their eldest son, Thomas Crosby, a 13 year old Slytherin student set to begin his third year of magical schooling at Hogwarts. But now, it was the youngest son, Chase's turn, to take this next big step in his wizarding life. Needless to say, the boy's parents, Andrew Crosby and Kelly Crosby, former Gryffindors and Hogwarts alumni, were ecstatic to see that their youngest son had also been accepted into the magical academy.
The family was now on their way to the famous King's Cross Station. They brought with them of course their two boys, Thomas and Chase, both with all of their luggage. Chase wore a relatively nice outfit under his non-marked black robes he had gotten at Diagon Alley along with his wand and some other school supplies just weeks prior. Next to him, his older brother, Thomas, wore his robes, proudly dawning the Slytherin house crest near the chest area. It wasn't too long until the family arrived at the station. The family disembarked their cab and entered the station. Chase looked around, he was a little under whelmed by the station. To him, it just looked like any old muggle train station, nothing special about it.
"Erm, mum?" little Chase asked, looking up at his mother, "A- are you sure this is the place?" he asked her with an unsure look on his face. His mother just looked down at him grinning, chuckling at her young son's words and innocence. "Oh Chase," she laughed, "You've got much to learn little guy," he said as she pointed to both his father and Thomas who were ahead of them. Chase's eye widened as he saw his father and brother running straight towards a brick wall near a Platform labeled 9. "Mum! What are they doing?!" Chase yelled. His mother just grinned and said nothing, staying back as Chase dashed towards the two as if he could save them. But it was too late- but Chase paused as his eyes widened even more and the boy's mouth dropped. Both his father and brother had magically phased right through the wall, right before his very own two eyes!
Kelly, his mother, just laughed at her youngest son's reaction as Chase turned around to face his mom, a look of utter shock and awe written all over him. "Only those who are magical can pass through the wall and transport themselves to Platform 9 and 3/4," she explained softly to her son, "That is where we need to be." she told him with a grin. Chase just closed his mouth and nodded slowly. "Now, come along then Chasey," said Kelly as she approached her youngest son and gently took his hand, guiding him to the wall. "Do just like mummy does," she told him. Chase nodded and watched his mother casually walk straight forward and towards the wall. Soon, right on cue, she disappeared into the wall leaving Chase alone. His eyes widened as he gulped nervously. He took a deep breath and walked towards the wall. He kept his eyes closed as he went forward until he felt a bit of an odd, tingly sensation.
When he opened his eyes, he was transported into a whole different world. "Woah!" the boy whispered under his breath as he looked around. Taking in the scene, the young brown haired boy saw a whole new train station, one that looked much brighter, more magical. All around him were families of wizards and witches bustling about and hurrying their children dressed in Hogwarts robes to wait on the platform for the train. Chase looked up and his eyes widened as he read a sign. The circular sign read "9 3/4." He was really here- the fabled Platform 9 and 3/4. "Chasey!" called a voice, "Over here pumpkin!" the voice called. Chase looked in front of him and saw his mother waving and calling for him just a few feet away. There, she was with both his older brother and his father, waiting for the train. He blushed a little out of embarrassment at his mother so loudly calling him stupid loving nicknames like "Chasey" and "pumpkin." He was a big boy, he thought, he was 11, he was past those silly nicknames! But nonetheless, the boy nodded and scurried off to join the rest of his family.
"You made it baby, I told you that you would! I'm so proud of you!" Kelly cooed at her youngest son. Chase just shrugged and blushed a tiny bit more. He heard Thomas let out a scoff. "Calm it down mum, the dude only just went through the wall to get to the platform, he didn't bloody graduate yet," he sneered, "The hard part is yet to come." Kelly turned around and furrowed her brow, wagging a disapproving finger down at the 13 year old Slytherin boy. "Thomas Jacob Crosby! You will NOT be mean to your younger brother OR use that type of tone with me!" she scolded. Thomas just sighed and shrugged, nodding his head. Their father, Andrew, squinted as he looked off into the distance at the tracks, seemingly trying to see if he could get a good look at the train arriving in the station. Soon after about a half an hour, there was an excited buzz in the station as everyone could hear the loud horn of the train honking as it slowly began to chug into the station.
"There it is!" said Andrew happily with a grin as he pointed towards the train tracks. Chase looked in the direction of where his father was pointing and his eyes widened as slowly but surely, the train to Hogwarts came into view, chugging into the station. He felt his stomach do a flip as he gazed upon the old steam train, its carriages seemingly going on forever behind it. At the front, coming from a long pipe was a thick cloud of white steam as the train came to a hissing stop. "Oh my goodness!" said Kelly, a giddy tone in her voice. Chase looked up to see that his mother was almost in tears. Andrew turned to his wife and chuckled as he noticed this, going over to her side and rubbing her shoulder to comfort her. "Aww it's ok hun, I know," he said softly. "Oh it's just so crazy- they grow up so fast! First Tommy and now Chasey!" she said, a couple of tears of pride and joy streaming down her cheeks as she sniffed. "I- I'll be fine, I'll be ok mum- I promise," he said to his mother with a single head nod.
Kelly gestured for her youngest son to come over to her with a little finger wag and the boy nodded, nervously coming over to his mother as his father went to go fetch Chase's luggage. "Come here baby," she said, causing Chase to look around and blush, hating it when his mother treated him like a little boy in public. The boy approached his mother, and the woman pulled him in to a great big hug. Chase groaned as his mother squeezed him close and tight. "Oh I love you so much Chasey, you're going to do great things! We just know it! Your father and I are VERY proud of you, son," she told him. "Th- thanks mum, I- I know," he said softly as finally, Kelly broke the hug and let Chase free. Chase turned around now to see his father, the former star Seeker for Gryffindor's Quidditch team back in his days attending the school, grinning proudly down at his youngest son. "Best of luck son, I know you'll do us proud!" Andrew said as he bent down and ruffled his son's brown hair. He smiled, looking down at his boy who looked so much like him, and so much like he did when he was 11 years old back in the day. Thomas also looked quite similar to Chase and therefore Andrew, many often confusing the two boys for twins. But, Thomas was clearly a little bit older and a bit taller, him being 13 and Chase only being 11 years old.
As Andrew ruffled Chase's hair, Kelly said goodbye to their oldest son Thomas and gave him a big hug. Thomas looked a bit unenthusiastic and embarrassed of the big hug from his mother and was glad when she broke it and he pulled away free. Andrew then went over to Thomas' luggage and wheeled it over, giving it to his eldest son. Thomas nodded, "Thanks dad," he said softly. "Alright, run along now Chasey," their father said as he gave Chase a little pat and prod on the back, inching him forward. Chase gulped nervously and nodded as he stepped forward, going to join his brother. Thomas was already a little bit ahead of him making his way towards the train. "Oh Tommy!" called their mother. Thomas froze in place and turned around, "Yes mum?" he asked, a hint of slight irritation in his tone. "Please, don't forget to help out your brother! Guide him and show him the way, ok? And please, do sit with him so he isn't lonely on the train ride there!" Kelly advised her oldest son. "Yes mum..." groaned Thomas as he turned around and rolled his eyes out of view of his mother. "Come along now, Chase," muttered Thomas, clearly annoyed at the task of essentially baby sitting his younger brother.
Chase scurried along to join Thomas in approaching the train as he went farther away from their two parents. Chase was both excited and nervous about going to Hogwarts for the first time. On one hand, he couldn't help but be nervous about making friends and doing well in classes, but on the other hand, he was super excited about the prospect of playing Quidditch, particularly seeker, which he hoped to do as soon as just his first year. It wasn't typical that first years made the Quidditch team, but Chase wanted to be just like his father. When his father had attended Hogwarts as a Gryffindor, he was a rare case- the youngest student to make the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and even more impressively, as a seeker, a position that was usually quite sought after. Chase had the talent and the flying skills to make it happen, so he hoped to be the rare case his father was and make the Gryffindor Quidditch team as a seeker in only his first year. Just as his father was a rookie sensation, Chase hoped to be that this year too.
Soon, as they walked closer towards the train, their parents came out of view in the crowd of young students approaching the train to board it as well. All around them there were both young students who looked to be first years, their robes without any house crests, and others who looked to be a bit older, returning Hogwarts students for sure. Chase felt butterflies floating around inside of his stomach as he approached closer and closer to the train with each step. Soon, the brothers reached just outside one of the train cars. Just as Chase took a deep breath and prepared to step onto the train to Hogwarts for the first time, he felt a tug on the hood of his robe. "Ack!" grunted Chase as he turned around to see that it had been his older brother who tugged him back. Chase's eyes widened as he looked at his older brother's facial expression. It was not one of a friendly or kind and caring older brother. It was one of anger, irritation, and disdain.
"Listen here, punk," hissed Thomas, furrowing his brow angrily and pulling his younger brother closer to him by his blank non-house colored tie, causing Chase to once again grunt, feeling a bit choked. Chase was confused, and looked back at his big brother with eyes wide with fear. Thomas was typically always a good older brother, usually caring for his little bro Chase growing up. Of course they had their fights, but they had a good sibling relationship. The two drifted apart though around two years ago ever since Thomas had been accepted into Hogwarts and subsequently would spend of most of his months there. Like their father had and like Chase's dream, being a skilled flyer, Thomas had tried out for and made the Slytherin Quidditch team in only his first year, becoming their star rookie seeker. Now, he was going in for his third year on the team and at Hogwarts. Ever since Thomas had joined the Slytherin Quidditch team and became a talented star, he became very popular in the house, gaining him many friends and admirers. All of the fame clearly got to Thomas' head as when he would come back home for the summer or for Christmas breaks from Hogwarts, he seemed a bit different. Chase couldn't quite put his finger on it, but Thomas was a little bit different ever since Quidditch at Hogwarts...
Thomas was a popular and highly talented Quidditch star Seeker, everything Chase hoped to be. He admired his older brother, but now, he was seeing a scary side of Thomas that he had never seen before. "If you really think I'm going to show you around like your own personal little tour guide, then you are severely mistaken!" hissed Thomas, "I had no one to show me the ropes my first year at Hogwarts, and neither will you!" he told the younger brown haired boy who looked strikingly similar to him. "I made a name for myself, I'm not helping you at all," he muttered, "Now go on," he said, scoffing and scrunching up his nose, "Get out of my sight!" he hissed, clear venom in his tone. Chase just looked back at his older brother, eyes wide with fear as he gulped nervously at Thomas' words. Off in the distance, looking over Thomas' shoulder, Chase could both hear and see a group of Slytherins, all who looked to be about third years, calling and shouting Thomas' name, happily waving to him. Thomas briefly, looked back, looking over his shoulders and seeing his friends. He then looked back at Chase and furrowed his brow again, still holding Chase close up to his own face and by the tie.
Suddenly, Thomas shoved Chase backwards, causing the boy to stumble and almost fall on his butt. "Woah!" he said as he caught himself and stayed on his feet. Thomas just scoffed and turned around, changing his facial expression to a more happier one as he waved back at his friends and joined them, greeting them. "Who was that?" Chase could hear one of them asking. Thomas just paused before answering, "Oh umm, no one," his brother replied. One of his friends chuckled, "Heh, the kid looks just like you Tom," they said. Thomas just shook his head, "Whatever, let's get on the train," he said as all of his friends nodded in agreement and joined Thomas in boarding the train. Chase just frowned and sighed, feeling a lump form in his throat as he picked his sorry self up and dragged his luggage onto the train.
Once boarded in one of the train cars, Chase looked around for a free train compartment booth to sit in. The young brown haired boy poked his head through one of the compartments and saw that it was free and that no one was sitting in it yet. So, he dragged his luggage in and put it in the over head bin, sitting down and sighing as he took the seat closest to the window. He sighed as he rested his head against the glass window and looked out towards the station from inside the stationary train. He could now rule out his older brother as being any source of help or guidance sadly, despite their mother's direction for Thomas. As Chase looked out the window, he could see many families saying their goodbyes and many Hogwarts students in their robes all approaching the train and boarding it. He sat alone, the only sounds he heard were the sounds of the idle train and the lower chattering of students in the neighboring compartments in the train car, already making new friends it seemed.