Platform 9¾

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All I want is everything
Yes, everything, too much is not enough

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Cordelia Quimby - Winthrop
Hufflepuff - Sixth Year - Sixteen Years Old - Halfblood
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Cordelia was excited to start her sixth year. She was finally able to take only those classes that interested her and that she had been doing well in, which meant bye-bye Transfiguration. No more crying or stressing over that class. The sixteen year old strutted through the brick wall after being dropped off by her mum. Many students and a few family members were buzzing at the platform, all catching up or saying their farewells. Brown eyes looked around, hoping to find some familiar faces, namely Hannah, Emma or Clementine. Cora sat with them during last year’s train ride and had a fabulous time. Besides, she considered Hannah her best friend, and Emma became a much closer friend last year than she had been any previous year.

While shopping with Emma last year, she learned that her father was awful and had been that way since finding out his precious daughter was a witch. During the summer, she had received a letter from Emma, who had been complaining about having to visit her parents. Although Cora and Emma wrote back and fourth a couple of times with the help from Scout, she hadn’t totally found out how the trip had gone, so she intended to do so today.

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I'm sick of settling for in between
And I'm not giving up

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

↝Sєcσηɗ Ƴєαя Ɠяуffιηɗσя↝
↜Sєcσηɗ Ƴєαя RανєηcƖαω↜

Colton and Connor, after a wonderful summer in Nepal, had arrived home in time to go get all their things from the Alley, then catch a bus to King's Cross the next morning. This year, Colton was dutifully dragging along both of their trunks, his younger brother holding the handles of a harness attached to his trusty Sight-Aide dog, Sadie. The two were discussing their classes with their parents, both of whom were lamenting being without the twins. Apparently the house was rather lonely without them. "Well Mum and Dad, we'd better be off. The train'll be heading off in a bit!" Colton grinned, ready to sprint through to the platform. Hugs and kisses were exchanged all around, then Colton adjusted his brother and pushed him toward the wall. Sadie didn't seemed thrilled until she was able to skitter to a stop on the platform. Connor gently pat the dog atop the head, then when Colton followed, the trio walked further into the crowd, hoping to find a friend.

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Wᴇ'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ. Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Oɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ
Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ
Fᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴏʟᴅ
Sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʙᴜʀsᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʟɪғᴇ
Lᴇᴛ's ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴀsɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅs
I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ
Iғ I ʟᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ, Iғ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ
ƜσυƖɗ уσυ Ɩιє ωιтн мє αηɗ נυѕт fσяgєт тнє ωσяƖɗ?

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

See, I was born the second child...
With a spirit running wild, running free.
And they saw trouble in my eyes;
They were quick to recognize the devil in me!
See, I was born a restless child...
And I could hear the world outside calling me.

ΛĿƐӾΛИDƐŔ
ṖĤĪĿĿĪṖ
ΛѴƐŔY
first year │ unsorted │ pureblood

Alec hadn't been able to contain himself; he'd dashed ahead with his trolley and darted through the brick wall as if he'd done it a million times before. He had, basically. He'd practiced charging at the wall in his room, and had only actually crashed into it once, not that he'd offered the truthful explanation when his father irritably asked him that morning over breakfast what the source of those scuffling and banging noises had been. At this point, Alec was so used to telling lies both big and small to his parents that it barely even registered to him that he was fibbing. Both Mr. and Mrs. Avery had seemed very pleased that their youngest was headed off to Hogwarts; Alec wanted to think it was because he was the favored child and now that he was a legitimate wizard they were proud, but sensed it probably had more to do with the fact that they'd get to enjoy a significantly quieter, cleaner home for the next seven years. It wasn't as if he cared; Alec had a lot of flaws, but clinging to the people who'd tried to raise him with mixed results was not one of them. They hadn't seen fit to accompany him onto the actual platform, citing that he was fine to go with his older sister, and after a brief hug and reluctant kiss on the cheek to his mother and a somewhat awkward exchange of looks and handshake with his father, off he'd ran straight through the portal without looking back. He looked at the gleaming red locomotive with interest; he'd never seen a train this close up before, never mind ridden on one, and everyone knew you could buy sweets on it as well, something he planned to partake in as soon as possible. "You can go," he informed his sister somewhat rudely. "I'm fine finding a compartment by myself." Alec didn't doubt Sera would be happy to leave, but over the past few years she had occasionally displayed.... 'protective and nosy older sister qualities', none of which he wanted interfering with his attempts to fit in as soon as possible this morning.

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And heaven knows how hard I tried-
But the devil whispered lies I believed!
Can you hear it hanging on the wind?
Can you feel it underneath your skin?
You've got to go on, further than you've ever gone...
You've got to run far from all you've ever known...

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Now your fortune came, but it's gone and it passed you by-
You plucked your feathers, now you wonder why,
You can't lift yourself and fly?
In the middle of an ocean no one's hands are dry!
If a tree falls does it make a sound?
Can the world stall from the run-around?
Can a mind think if it's in a crowd?

A S T E R I A
C E C I L Y
F R E Y
sixth year prefect │ muggleborn │ gryffindor beater

Aster had had an excellent summer, and was still winding down from the high of binge watching far too much television and spending far too much time online as she hugged her parents goodbye and made her way onto the platform. Naturally she was on the lookout for Pam, which might have been a bit silly, since they typically spent the majority of their summers together. Besides, she'd have to ride in the prefects car again- but that just made it all the more important to track her down now. This was their second anniversary as best friend girlfriends! It was important, goddamnit! She had the Hufflepuff's gift tucked away in the back of her school bag, and she cursed her lack of height as she wandered through the crowd, looking for the significantly taller blonde.

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Can a soul search if it's never found?
And can a thing grow when you cut it down?
Can we all find peace in the here and now?
You can crawl through the mud with your hands bound-
But I'll get plenty of that dirt when I'm underground.
You're a slave, and this is a slave ship;
Pull yourself out of your own grave pit.

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Human, behave yourself, you have burst at the seams-
Let it all fall out; open your mouth.
Often I lie wide awake, think of things I can make...
But I don't seem to have the parts to build them.
Human, I wonder why you're a better make,
Than I could ever build or create,
You know not love or hate!

𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓃
𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉
𝓎𝒶𝓍𝓁𝑒𝓎
SECOND YEAR │ PUREBLOOD │ RAVENCLAW

Tiernan's summer had been perfectly lovely, thank you very much. Well- well not perfectly, she amended reluctantly, as she looked around the bustling platform and smoothed the front of her dress. Mama and Papa hadn't been very happy about her not being in Slytherin like her sisters. Tiernan could have lied, the way Micah had, for years, but she saw no reason that she should be ashamed of her house. Clearly their family didn't just produce Slytherins anymore, and what was so wrong with that? She was still a Yaxley. She was still their daughter. 'I just don't see why you couldn't have been in Slytherin,' her mother had sighed just that morning, however, and Tiernan had concentrated on the eggs on her plate so as to not have to see the look of distaste on the woman's face. She was perfectly fine just the way she was, she reminded herself. And she ought to be happy to have another school year ahead of her. Besides, Emily and Byron were with her, even if they were tucked safely away in a wick basket at the moment. They didn't like crowds, or all the noise, and she couldn't blame them. The brunette peered around for anyone she knew, and spotted a familiar blond boy- there was Glynn, being pulled away from two adults by a slightly similar looking boy. She thought the one pulling him by the hand was a Hufflepuff in the year above them, but could not recall his name. Still, she skipped over, a curious look on her face. "Hello Glynn!" she greeted her housemate amiably- the other boy was saying something about his name not sounding Norwegian, and she gave the older boy a slightly puzzled glance. "It's Welsh, isn't that right, Glynn?" Belatedly, she remembered her manners. "I'm Tiernan Yaxley," she informed the Hufflepuff. "It's a pleasure, I'm sure."

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I am so scared of what will kill me in the end...
For I am not prepared, I hope I will get the chance-
To be someone, to be human, look what we've done-
Human, I'm trying to come clean, I will be a better me!
I will not drink until I'm dead, I'll make the most of it.
I don't know what it's like to be alive, to say goodbye...
To cry a thousand times because my ears won't listen.

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Stand up; you’ve got to manage-
I won’t sympathize anymore.
And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!
You’re alright; there’s nothing wrong-
Self sufficiency please!
And get to work.

D I A N T H A
S I Â N
W A R L O W
ravenclaw │ fourth year │ halfblood

Di was both relieved and exasperated as she crossed through the wall onto Platform 9 and 3/4. Relieved, because Treva and Mad weren't present, for once. In a show of pre-pubescent defiance Treva had refused to come to King's Cross this year, and had declared she wasn't going back until next year, when she'd be a first year herself. Di was already dreading it. Mad, who generally did whatever Treva did, had also refused to come along, so they, Isolde, and baby Steffan had gone to visit the elder Warlows, leaving Di, her father... and Lena.

Lena, who was four, had been the baby up until Steffan's birth last year, and Di could tell her sister was still getting used to the idea of having a younger brother. She tended to feel badly for the little girl; Treva and Mad were thick as thieves and generally wanted little to do with their younger sister, and Steffan wasn't even a year old yet. Because of this, especially as of late, Lena tended to cling to Di, or 'Dantha', as she usually called her.

Di always felt a bit awkward about it, wondering if it offended Isolde, but her stepmother had always just seemed relieved to have someone she could hand Lena off to without the little girl bursting into tears. As of right now, Lena was perfectly content to ride on her father's shoulders, chattering away, very pleased to be with one parent and her favorite sibling without anyone else competing for attention. "Dantha, ydych chi'n mynd i fynd ar y trên?" she asked happily.

"That's how you get to Hogwarts," Di nodded; Lena spoke almost exclusively Welsh, like Treva and Mad, but unlike them, she didn't know much English, either.

"Dydw i ddim eisiau i chi fynd, rwyf am i chi aros," the little girl pouted, nuzzling her chin into her father's head of blond hair, before Owain swung her off his shoulders and set her on the ground. She immediately began trying to cling on top of Di's luggage.

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"Dantha, you gonna take the train?"
"I don't want you to go, I want you to stay."

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And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!
You’re on your own now-
We won’t save you.
Your rescue squad is too exhausted!
And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!

 

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Mackenzie Hawthorne
Gryffindor - Second Year - Twelve Years Old - Reserve Chaser - Halfblood - Adopted
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After kissing and hugging her mum goodbye, Mackenzie walked through the brick wall barrier with her owl perched in its cage and a new broomstick in her hand. If Ariana's wasn't so outdated, she would've just taken hers, but it was. Plus, it wasn't in the best condition after six years of playing Quidditch as her team's seeker. Even though Kenzie wasn't on the starting line, she did get to play in one game last year, and she still does attend practices. Therefore, having her own broomstick wasn't a waste of money. Blue eyes glanced around the platform, searching for any of her friends (or really anyone in second year) until they fell onto a golden retriever. Mackenzie loved dogs and seeing one so big and cute and fluffy sitting in front of the Hogwarts Express excited her. As she approached the dog, she looked up to see who its owner was, which excited her even more as Connor was the one holding its leash. Her friend was bringing his dog to school! "Hi guys!" she called from afar, waving as she walked, hoping to get Colton's attention at least. When she finally reached the twins, she plopped down next to the dog and immediately began petting it. "You got a dog? What's its name?" she asked.

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Miss GryffindorK

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

↝Sєcσηɗ Ƴєαя Ɠяуffιηɗσя↝
↜Sєcσηɗ Ƴєαя RανєηcƖαω↜

Colton heard someone call toward them, so he looked around, waving when he saw Kenzie. He quietly told his brother who was walking over, and got a nod from him. Connor told Sadie to sit, and he felt her move, though he still held carefully to the handle on her harness. "Hi! And her name's Sadie. We... well, Connor's had her about three years now. She's an assistant dog so he can get around easier." Colton grinned and pet Sadie as well, the dog wagging her tail, but still sitting perfectly still. "She's working right now, but any time you see her without her fancy harness, feel free to play with her all you'd like. She's really well trained, and knows all the commands... but when she's working she won't be near as playful and stuff... but she likes her ears being scritched..." His voice was far quieter than his brother's, but he felt he'd done a good job explaining Sadie's working! She was his dog, after all, so he had to be at least a bit responsible.

Wᴇ'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ. Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Oɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ
Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ
Fᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴏʟᴅ
Sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʙᴜʀsᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʟɪғᴇ
Lᴇᴛ's ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴀsɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅs
I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ
Iғ I ʟᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ, Iғ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ
ƜσυƖɗ уσυ Ɩιє ωιтн мє αηɗ נυѕт fσяgєт тнє ωσяƖɗ?

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Oliver Davis
Slytherin - Second Year - Twelve Years Old - Reserve Keeper - Pureblood
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Oliver had tried his best to convince Kaitlyn to get him a pet (or a new broomstick) for school. It didn’t even have to be a cool pet like an owl, it could’ve been a lizard – okay, those were pretty cool – or a cat. He didn’t care. But she wouldn’t get one for him because she assumed he wouldn’t take proper care of it (which she may or may not have been right about). The woman used a different excuse from buying him a broom: they didn’t have enough money to “throw away” like that. Oliver hadn’t given up on that one, though. He tried convincing Amanda that he needed a broom; she would’ve understood, right? Quidditch was important to her during her Hogwarts years. Apparently, Oliver was wrong. She didn’t understand.

Amanda agreed with Kaitlyn that they needed all the money they could get at the moment with her baby (even though she made a decent amount). Instead, the young mother dug up her storage and found her old broom, which definitely looked used and abused, but it was still better than using one of the school’s broomsticks. So, Oliver swallowed his pride and took the broom to school. It was either borrowing Amanda’s indefinitely or borrowing the school’s and having to pay it back if he broke it. Brown eyes looked around for any of his friends. Although he spotted Tiernan and Glynn, he decided not to approach them. Besides, they were with some older kid, and he wasn’t really friends with them anyway. Those Ravenclaws sort of bugged him at times. Instead, he looked around for the best friend duo Eve and Mels, or for his housemate Reyna.





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I'm getting ready to fly. I know it's my time to shine.
Don't care if I'll make mistakes. I'll do whatever it takes.

 

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Mackenzie Hawthorne
Gryffindor - Second Year - Twelve Years Old - Reserve Chaser - Halfblood - Adopted
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Mackenzie listened to Colton explain that Connor’s had Sadie, the assistant dog, for three years. “Oh, so, this is Sadie,” she said, remembering the twins previously mentioning that they had a golden retriever. “Hi, girl, I’m Mackenzie,” she introduced herself as she listened to Connor explain that she’s much less playful while on duty before scratching behind the dog’s ears. “She’s lovely. I’m happy you’re able to bring her to school this year,” she said, looking up at the blind twin. Mostly, she was happy for his sake. Finally, he had someone to always stay by his side and guide him through schools. An added bonus was that Sadie would be hanging out with them a lot. After a moment longer of petting the dog, Mackenzie stood up before hugging Colton. “Sorry, I got too excited about Sadie that I forgot to give you guys hugs,” she said before hugging Connor as well, figuring what she had just said was enough of a warning and wouldn’t scare him by suddenly touching him. Frightening her friend was the last thing she wanted to do.

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Miss GryffindorK

 

[Winsome Fey]

My eyes are open wide
And by the way,
I made it through the day
I watched the world outside
By the way,
I'm leaving out today

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Where am I? Platform 9 3/4
Who am I with? Himself
What am I doing? Going to the train
What am I thinking? I wonder where everyone is...
What am I wearing? Third Year Uniform
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Arden looked around as he got onto the platform, trying to see if he could find any of his friends, or if he was the first one onto the platform, like he suspected. It was entirely possible, after all. He wasn't exactly known for procrastination, and true to form, he was certainly there before everyone else. He sighed, deciding to push his cart along before his uncle decided to come onto the platform. Apparently over the last school year, Hamnet had gotten it into his head to start watching Arden carefully, and he'd been stuck at home all summer. It also didn't help that his parents were agreeing with the abusive nutcase. He hadn't done anything wrong as far as he knew, but apparently he was too friendly. That, and Arden suspected that Hamnet had discovered his missing journal. Arden was loathe to give that up, and had managed to send off a copy of Jesse's birth certificate so that the older male could get his name changed. Arden wished he could do the same, but his parents had that. He was quickly becoming disillusioned with the Strudwick family, after all.

Getting to the train, he got his trunk aboard and proceeded to just stand and wait, making sure that he wasn't noticeable hopefully by any of his relatives. The only one he'd rather talk to was Jesse, and that wasn't that hard. Jesse was the only decent one, and that was just because he wasn't some pureblood snob. Arden was just hopeful that he could just wait out Hamilton's last year and then he'd be free of unwanted relations at school with him. That'd be nice.


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Tell my mother,
Tell my father
I've done the best I can
To make them realize
This is my life
I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying...
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance

 

[Devlyn Maycry]

You can fake that smile
For a hollow while
But the kids all learn
Once those bridges burn


Flick walked silently next to her parents with her arms crossed over her chest and a rather grumpy look on her face. Of course she wasn't actually grumpy, she was rather excited actually, but beyond not wanting to be too obvious about her excitement, she also had a phenomenon her mother called "resting b***h face". Of course after telling her this she told Flick not to repeat said words to anyone until she was older.... which meant she immediately had told Reuben about it and giggled with him. He was one of the only people she let past her grumpy, antagonistic exterior. Even her parents didn't get that right very often. As her, her parents, and her cousin and uncle and aunt approached the blank wall that was the entrance to the platform she fell back to walk at Roo's side. "You think we'll be sorted together?" She asked quietly so her parents didn't hear. Personally she doubted it. Though her father had been a good ole Hufflepuff, she was pretty sure she was gonna end up at the very opposite house, Slytherin. Maybe she was wrong though.


Her parents had stopped and were now motioning for her to run through the wall. She rolled her eyes silently and just casually pushed her cart towards the wall. On her shoulder perched her rat Flash whom was watching the proceedings with interest. Even though she put off a confident air, even she squeezed her eyes shut right before they hit the wall, only to find herself on the other side just like everyone had promised she would. She breathed a quiet sigh of relief and waited out of the way for the rest of her family to join her. When Roo was also on the other side, she quickly linked her arm through his and called out, "We're gonna go board the train and stuff now. Bye mum bye dad, I'll write you after I'm sorted."



And don't be surprised
If they don't buy your lies
Some of us can see through
Your stained glass eyes




xxxThe s**t gets thicker.... It's toxic
xxxxxxPot kettle, pot kettle black... Talk that, talk that smack
xxxxxxxxxDid you hear about that b***h, and what she did? I don't believe it
xxxxxxxxxxxxWhat a ho. What a tramp. What a slut.
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Pot kettle, pot kettle black... Watch your, watch your back

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