Hogsmeade Station

[Essy ze Ninja]

Slip out the back before they know you were there

and at the worst you'll see nobody cares,

you don't want to be around when it all goes down...

William Dante Nott the Third

Second Year, Slytherin

At the notion of Roi’s sinister drawl, Tay nodded his head in greeting but his eyes of illustrious gold continued to sort through the crowd of potential allies, assets, and enemies. Never once did a second doubt of repercussion ever pass his mind, the renowned truth of conscience had never sprouted in his mind as it had in every other child. A familiar streak of blonde hair had caught his attention, Dragomere Anderson. After their brutal brawl, Tay hadn’t seen the blonde Slytherin anywhere, for a while, he had assumed the boy had been expelled; but there he was. A wistful smile flittered to his lips at the possibility that that boy might provide more use than previously thought. ”I’m always ready to eat,” Tay reminded him as he hoisted himself into a carriage to situate himself.

”So, I have to ask, of the wonder trio, who do you see as the weakest link?”

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Location:Near the carriages with Roi
Injuries:
Desires:The Feast
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..even heroes know when to be scared.

 

[Calais Reed]

Quietly flowing
White
Dried clouds pass by

The ash-coloured me
Just watched their vanishing
Intently

A world of d a r k n e s s . . .

✹ Cosette Aurelie Prewitt ✹
〖 Slytherin SixthYear 〗

♛ A pale young woman stepped off the train, quiet in the huge crowd of returning students. Her black robes were edged with Slytherin green, and in her arms, she carried a male china doll dressed in a suit. The expression on her face was oddly serene, and she seemed to almost float along the path to the carriages. The girl's name was Cosette Prewitt, and she was now in her sixth year. Neither left nor right for her friends, as she usually would have, she walked toward the carriages.

Encircling my heart... Feelings

I sit watching you... Company

And I can't help but think... Thoughts

A world of s i l e n c e . . .

Onto the castle of sand that I built
From gathering the stars
My tiny prayer

Falls
Waves that lay in waiting
Sweep you off your feet

 

[Commander Aran]

Roi also made his way into the carriage and sat down opposite of the boy and he tilted his head slightly at the question. This was the first he had ACTUALLY asked the ancient king a question, and this question was asking more for advice... Interesting... "I already told you William, go after Colton. Use him, and make it most entertaining." He smiled at the thought of Colton making hurting or causing his own friends pain, "I want to be there when it happens, I want to laugh as I see Colton turn against his friends, and if you play your cards right, maybe he'll join us?" He said giving the twelve year old his two cents while also filling it up with ideas. He laughed sinisterly as he thought about Colton joining them and working for Lord X.

 

[Ronyo Storm]

Hogsmead Station/ Carriage area

Ronyo Storm - Slytherin
second Year

Ronyo caught the subtle notion towards the Nott boy. He had in fact been one of the people on their list of individuals to watch out for. He was a careful thinker and wore his Slytherin colors well and made it more than obvious at times that he truly belonged in the house. With the lack of Blaire the boy who called himself Tay would be the most likely candidate for being one to watch out for when it came to combat of the mind.

“I would say he more than qualifies.”

Changing his mental thinking so he didn’t start the year off worrying about the potential problems that another individual might cause, Ronyo looked to the carriages that they had finally reached. He saw the horses wagons in what looked like a wonderful styling for the school. Seeing one of the magical carriages Ronyo made his way to it so they could hold it for Phi and Jane when the caught up.

“This one should do well enough I think, we can wait for the girls to catch up.”  

[Essy ze Ninja]

Slip out the back before they know you were there

and at the worst you'll see nobody cares,

you don't want to be around when it all goes down...

William Dante Nott the Third

Second Year, Slytherin

Reclined backwards leisurely in his seat, Tay crossed one leg at the knee as slow tedious eyes picked apart the details of the world around him. Though little could be heard through all of the incessant chatter of lively embodiments of wonder and anxiety, he could witness a lot from his vantage point. Few students had arrived and taken refuge in the carriages, but his eyes had always followed the students who had decidedly remained elusive in their solitude. Cosette Prewitt had been one of those students, he had seen her as a ghost the past year, or rather, he had hardly ever seen her even in the corridors or the Slytherin Common Room. ”Colton.” He repeated, as though to program the ideal into his memory banks.

”Maybe he will, not sure how much I’d like that…..

“But anything is possible.” He rationalized and had allowed his gaze to fall upon the short-trimmed buzz cut hair that had belonged to none other than the Gryffindor miscreant who seemed to ward off as many individuals as Tay could. Which was odd, he realized. Tay, of course, had been tainted with the muse of malevolent forces and so he always knew why the common people had been averted, but Colton?

Even Tay had to admit that there was something uncanny about that boy, something on the tip of his tongue that made every brittle synapsis sour at the thought. As if not even the soul of that Gryffindor had decided where it had belonged. Torn, but between what, he wondered?

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Location:Carriages with Roi
Injuries:
Desires:The Feast
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..even heroes know when to be scared.

 

[Maiya Kajuji]

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Jane and Phi talked only for about a minute. Soon they started listening to the boys speak. Jane smiled warmly at the two boys. She turned her eye to study Colton, it appeared he had grown a few inches but so had Jane. She wasn't more then two inches shorter then him. Jane's attention was drawn to a Slytherin boy as the two began to talk about him. She stepped forward. "Looks like he isn't the only one" She said across to the boy he was talking to. Woil's twin brother no doubt. He had been at the fire and something was off about him. Jane quickly changed the mood, something she was good at. She smiled at the two boys. "It's good to see you two again. Did you have a good summer?" She asked picking up her bags and following them to the carriage. She gave a glance to Allen telling him to follow them.

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Jane Abigail Doyle

Her

 

[Skuld HJG]

Jessica Sassareth

Slytherin, Second Year

Jess walked up to one of the carriages and spotted a face that was known to her, "Tay, how have you been? Well, I hope."

The pale redhead smiled up at the young blond boy.  

[Commander Aran]

He stared as the boy entered his thoughts and let him, after a few minutes he spoke again. He was going to add fuel to the boy's fire, "Pry on his weaknesses, get close to him, fuel his rage. Do anything, even blackmail if you have to." He said laughing at the last comment, these were kids! He often forgot that, he was dealing with kids! These weren't soldiers, at least not at the moment... He thought laughing again.

He turned his head to the red head and he waved, seeing as to how she hadn't of noticed the demon. He smiled and offered his attention to the peasant. "Hello! You must be a friend of Tay! Would you like a seat?" He asked, as he had accurately and quickly shifted his appearance back to Woil, using Woil's voice and eyes as a mask to hide his true form.

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

Slip out the back before they know you were there

and at the worst you'll see nobody cares,

you don't want to be around when it all goes down...

William Dante Nott the Third

Second Year, Slytherin

"Right, everyone has a dirty little secret, even the Gryffindor's." He agreed at once, though almost bewildered with the way that Roi had seemingly dived into his own thoughts and remarked the very last few words that had seeped into his mind. Of course, not quite so blatantly adamant, but the objective had been there, none the less. But when Roi began with a sadistic laugher, Tay could only turn a curious gaze onto him. He hadn't bothered to question Roi though, because at that moment, his attention swayed to the entrance of the carriage and donned a marvelous wry smile to meet Jess.

"Jess," Tay greeted her quite warmly with a voice unnaccostumed to his natural disposition, a trait that he had learned from his cousin Blaire. "I've been, well, normal, to say the least, nothing truly of importance to note. How about you, are you feeling any better this year?

"Oh yeah, this is Woil, Woil, this is Jess." He nodded in turn as he introduced the two companions on the carriage.

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Location:Carriages with Roi, Jess
Injuries:
Desires:The Feast
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..even heroes know when to be scared.

 

[Skuld HJG]

Jessica Sassareth

Slytherin, Second Year

Jessica climbing into the carriage and sat down beside William, "I am feeling a bit better, thank you. I've been looking forward to coming back here. It is also nice to meet you Woil. i don't believe we've met before."  

[Professor Tahiri]

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☞ωilliam Ɍadcliffe☜
Fifth Year → Gryffindor
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►The man... The mystery... The legend...◄

William stepped off the train and turned towards the girl behind him, still chuckling. "Well, all good Gryffindors get into trouble at least once," he said. He crossed his arms behind his head then paused and brushed off his robe. "So," he said, returning his muscled arms to behind his head, "off to the carriages then?"

Out Of Character: ...

 

[LoverofMusic1568]

Seren Meinir
~First Year~Unsorted~

Seren smiles at Faylinn. "It's a pleasure to meet you Faylinn. I hope that we can become friends during our stay here at Hogwarts." She says a little bit too happy but that was only because she was nervous. Anytime that she was nevous, Seren would always act a little bit preppy or a little bit too happy. Looking around Seren finally notices that they were surrounded by a bunch of other students who must have been ahead of them by years and also must have been talented with so much ablility to control their magical powers.

 

[Professor Tahiri]

❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E

7TH YEAR, GRYFFINDOR
￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
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Tamara stepped off the train a little further up from her brother and smiled when she saw that he was with another girl... Aravis Rosentha if she was correct. He rebounded quick, that was definite. She sighed and delved back into her book. Walking quietly, she spied all the new first years excitedly talking on the platform, the greetings of returning students, old friends. She looked around for her old friends but could not spy Xenos or Bailey in the crowd. She sighed again. She barely saw Xenos anymore... they had grown apart in the years at Hogwarts. As he became better friends with that Slytherin, Dante, she'd lost him as a friend. She almost felt like she didn't know him anymore. Tammy exhaled heavily and leaned against the lamppost before the carriages. It was with a heavy heart that she watched the students filing past. This would be her last year here as a student, after which she would enter Auror training and service.  

[Pale Mist]

second year - hufflepuff
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allen w. rhoddes

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muggle born - wizard raised

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“To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.”
– Leonard Bernstein
“Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.”
– Lyndon B. Johnson

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The sight of the burly Gryffindor boy, the white-haired Slytheirn and even the fiery headed Ravenclaw girl all made Allen smile strangely. He knew none of them, of course, but there was still a foreign bond. As if they were no longer strangers but still far from being so much as acquaintances. They now had a history; the fire. Allen was cheery, to be sure, but not particularly friendly. He was not one to keep continuous company. However, he did offer each of the trio a nod of his head in silent greeting and stood semi-awkwardly as Jane and the Ravenclaw girl chatted.
Jane seemed exuberant to see the girl once more and Allen was reminded of how terrified she was when she believed her to be in danger. It even led to the Hufflepuff's own injury.

An invisible sign was passed through them and the large group then began moving to the carriages. Stepping a bit before the two girls as he still heard them exchanging stories and laughs, he walked behind the two other boys. The carriages seemed to be their method of arriving to the castle, Allen whistled with admiration for the detail and quality of the things. Memory of his first passage to the school resounded in his skull and he thought back on it with a smile.
The fleshy, skeletal horse attached to the carriage caught his interest. He had not initially noticed it - hiding in the shadows of the numerous trees lining the area. He blinked and with a few passing moments realized not everyone seemed to notice them. It was not that they were ignoring them, but they were not aware. Allen raised a brow and turned dark eyes to the two other boys.
"Sorry, what is puling the carriage?" he asked tentatively, not wanting to come off too mad.
Perhaps his endless reading and sleepless nights throughout the summer had finally caught up to him,
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phinelia von ichval



second year - ravenclaw
hermes
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“In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
– Desiderius Erasmus
“The haft of the arrow had been feathered with one of the eagle’s own plumes. We often give our enemies the means of our own destruction.”
– Aesop
“There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance.”
– Socrates
“If the brain were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn’t.”
– Lyall Watson

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Jane's excitement made Phi smile brilliantly, but feel a bitter emotion pulsing inside her. It was clear to anyone that Jane was far more excited to see the red-head than she was to see her. It was not to say Phi was not fond of the girl; she was her first Hogwarts friend. Her first real friend. But Phi was often lost in her own logic-filled thoughts. In search for needed emotion. Years of innocence from reality and being captivated by the false creations of books and tales had caused her to grow distant from parts of herself. Her logic had grown apart form her emotion where it was often mixed and intermingled. In effect, she had been quiet throughout her youngest years. Trapped, in a sense, in her own head - seeing no reason in speaking. As if she expected people to understand her beyond words. Understand her in a deeper sense that was presented in books and stories and fiction. Reading between the lines and realizing rather than simply having things served to them.
In this grown separation from common understanding of reality, society and being, Phinelia's mind had developed differently as well. Logic conquered with emotion rarely showing its face. And when it did, it was passionate and strong, a true force that would guide and decide for her. She was always seen as odd, a strangeling in her years. A foreign entity in the population of simple humans and children - so no friendships were forged.
Now, she knew that her magic was also a ruling factor in how oddly she was judged by the people who encountered her, but it was also her dream-like state. Words, she always felt were too obvious of a medium and books had locked up her spirit. Other humans were not as perfect, interesting or impressive as those written about. Only a few could catch her eye and interest enough for her to want to speak. Enough to allow emotion a spotlight.
Friendship for her was different, it was a complicated system she worked hard with to understand. Learning the queues and expectation as an art she was never taught. Consequently, Phi could not reflect the joy Jane showed. She was pleased, but not over joyed. Only books held her passion.

The bitterness she felt was a guilt. Ever since meeting Jane as well as everyone she acquainted with in Hogwarts, her mind had contactable worked to try and adapt to the friendships. Tried to memorize what was required of her and how best to react and interact. Making the act of having friends logical, something she quickly realized was normal.
The girl tried to change and become more natural around the people she felt close to, but she was still separated - still confused by what seemed like a system to her, not natural socializing. She felt guilty for not being able to show the joy she knew she should be feeling. She felt like a bad friend, but Phi still smiled.

She followed behind their swollen group toward the carriages that stood and held themselves, ready to depart. Her eyes widened with the curiosity that immediately flooded her at seeing that there was nothing attached. Nothing pulling the vehicles.


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[Porcelaine Ivory]

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Colton and his Slytherin friend wandered closer and closer to the carriages, his mind cluttered with too many thoughts about too many different problems to acknowledge Ronyo's reply - or the timid first year boy that he nearly sent tumbling to the ground, for that matter. Again he was quickly reminded how much he had grown as the blonde kid muttered a speedy apology and hurried out of his way. Colt wasn't sure why his size scared people away, after all, he wasn't that big. Nevertheless, his eyebrows furrowed in near astonishment as he watched the kid put a considerable distance between them, glancing over his shoulder to get a second look at the giant.

Shaking his head and continuing on, they walked only a few more steps before Ronyo chose a carriage. After situating all of their luggage neatly inside, the Gryffindor turned to see that the girls had caught up with them, followed by the silver-haired boy that seemed nearly attached to Jane since early last year. Colton's gray eyes darkened slightly as the boy addressed them, but only because he hadn't been expecting it. Unflexing the muscles that had prepared to defend himself, a mindless defense that his body had yet to give up, he shrugged his shoulders before turning to assess the deadly looking creatures again. The ghoulish, horse-like beasts seemed harmless enough as they each stood obediently attached to every carriage, but something about their bony structure and bat-like wings told Colton not to turn his back to them. "Dunno. Sure are creepy, though. Don't know why the Headmaster would choose them over Hippogriffs...or any other creature, really..." Shoving his hands in his pockets, the boy turned back to Jane's friend and he noticed that curiosity wasn't the only emotion inside the Hufflepuff's big round eyes, but he offered a small smile as if it wasn't noticeable. Turning to Phi as he realized they had a genius among them, he chuckled lightly before asking, "So, Ms. Von Ichval, what are these ghastly creatures, anyway?" Colton let his lips curl into a teasing smile. He knew the girl would know, after all, she was the smartest living person the boy had ever met, and that was including his sister Tristain.