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Lily turned her head, she heard the name Weasly spoken somewhere and she wondered for a moment if it was Arthur, he was a few years older than her but she at least knew him, none of these students looked familiar...she blinked a few times catching familiar coppery red hair, but it wasn't Arthur.

"I think I'm going to be ill" she said to herself falling back against the edge of one of the pillars at the Hogsmede station her hand over her mouth. This wasn't her Hogsmede, things looked...similar yet different. There were no familiar face amongst the crowd, even at that moment she would give anything to see James Potter and his friends, as much as she disliked them, she would at least know she wasn't going insane.
Lynette frowned as Malfoy left. "Stupid, arrogant pure-blood," she said quietly, loud enough for others to hear. She'd have to be careful of him this year, or maybe she could turn the tables...

She looked at Fred and George, calculatingly. She might be able to use them to scare Malfoy a bit. It would be a bit odd working with Gryffindors, but Lynette cared little these days. She would have to talk to them at some point, without any of her Slytherin housemates around.

Lynette looked at Jean and Kathie and sighed. If she had already gotten caught, who cared if she talked to more Gryffindors? "My name is Lynette Fay, third year, Slytherin house," it came out a bit mechanically, but who could blame her?

She turned to Luna and murmured a quick thank-you before pulling out her own wand, and muttered "Wingardum Leviosa." She levitated Thanatos to the seat beside her. With her wand put away inside her cloak sleeve, Lyn began scheming for what she could possibly do to Malfoy, and who could assist...
Fred and George, eh? How on earth am I going to tell you apart?"

She turned to listen to what Jean and the twins had said about Malfoy, and was a little alarmed. "That's awful," she said, and sighed. "I've never really been to a real school before. I had to take dozens of tests over the summer, and I'll be included with fourth years as well," she added, nodding to Jean. "What houses are you all in?"



((this may be my last post as well, Luna and I are going to see Order of the Phoenix... again^^))
While Kathie proudly pointed to the Ravenclaw crest, she announced Jean's first. "He's in Gryffindor. I'm in Ravenclaw." Her own pride was slightly ruined with Jean's simply shrug and gesture to his own crest.

Honestly, Jean didn't know what worked his sister up like that. Not that he didn't mind... But she always seemed to make the best of every little thing. While Jean, on the other hand, often made things seem a lot simpler and plain.

Not that Kathie didn't mind either. She liked her brother to tune things down she couldn't handle, and was very proud of him, all the same. She just wished he were a bit more eager, like her.
Lynette nodded. She had never seen Kathie around before, which was odd since they were the same year. She looked at Jean for a moment, studying the Gryffindor. He seemed a little bit to calm for a Gryffindor, he wasn't bouncing off the wall, yelling, or laughing, he was just kind of there. Kathie seemed like the more Gryffindor of the two, but Lyn made no mention of this.

"Have I ever had any classes with you? We are the same year," Lyn asked,looking at Kathie.
Tapping her chin, she shrugged. "I don't know. Do Ravenclaws and Slytherins have double classes?" She asked her brother curiously. He nodded. "Oh. We might've. Jean knows more about this stuff than I do." She gave a sheepish grin and placed a hand onto her brother's back.

Which he didn't seem to mind, although there was a tint of pink onto his cheeks. As if he needed to embarass himself, but worse, have his own sister embarass herself and the embarass him. Oh well. Looking at Lynette, he decided she was rather decent looking. He was a guy. He noted the Slytherin badge and gestured. "Not fond of Malfoy? Huh." He noted this before placing the book in his lap.

He hadn't known a Slytherin to not like Malfoy, or atleast been in his little 'clique', but he figured there was first time for everything. Kathie, however, looked more confused of the two, not really getting what Jean was saying. She sure did have a weird brother.
Lynette looked at Kathie, nodding.She looked at the siblings as Jean blushed, and smiled a bit. In her circle of friends, no guys would ever dare do that, so it was bit odd seeing that.

As she heard Malfoy's name she inhaled deeply. "I do not care for Malfoy. He came to Hogwarts last year and thought he ruled the school. He hated having half-bloods like me in his house, thinking only the purist of blood should be aloud, and every other Slytherin seems to have adopted that view," Lynette said bitterly. She clenched and unclenched her fists repeadly, thinking of what she could do this year to the stupid blonde git.

((It might be my last post for the night... I have to baby-sit, and my favorite show is on... Toodles!))
Jean nodded. "He's a git, but I don't think he's hopeless." And this wasn't bore into him from his sister, but his own personal belief. Of course, Kathie did help time to time. Thinking that there was a good in all people...

Kathie nodded enthusiastically, not really agreeing with Lynette, but watching her in awe all the same. "We're half-bloods too! Well...not so much Jean..." And she gasped as she spoke this, her hand coming to slap a hand to her mouth, immediately quieting herself. Jean, however, gave his sister a small pinch and a dangerous look, which she took with a nod and an apologetic smile.

Poor girl forgot sometimes.
Luna suddenly stood up and pushed past the other students now practically crowding the car that she'd been at the deepest end of, mumbling "Excuse me... Excuse me." To her dismay, she had been at the wrong side of the express to look out for flying thestrals as they neared Hogwarts castle. Her father asked her to keep an eye out for them. He'd informed her that few other students would see them as they only appeared to people who've witnessed and accepted death.

The memory of her mother's death was still painful, but she at least had hope that she would once again meet her when it was her own time to go. She moved to a window on the other side of the express and peered out, watching the mountains pass in the distance. She squinted into the distance, putting her hand to the glass, trying to spot one of them. She saw nothing yet.
((For no good reason aside from the fact that everyone in my car went to bed for the night.... X D))
Though she was thoroughly amused by the Weasley twins, Petra felt badly for leaving the other car so swiftly. She dug through her robes and removed her wand, and aimed it at the wall separating the two compartments.
She cleared her throat, and announced, "Facio Apertus!" and with a flick of her wand the wall dissolved into an open window. She smiled, almost smugly, but said nothing more, giving a little wave to the other girls.



((I was getting confused as to who was in which compartment, so now it's just one big car, we don't have to feel crowded anymore! sweatdrop ))
"Possibly," Lynette replied."But I really just think deep down, he is an arse," she muttered quietly to herself. As she drifted off into thought, she heard Kathie's comment, and snapped back.

She looked carefully at the brother and sister. Lyn thought before she spoke, "So are you two half-siblings? Different father or mother? Or was one adopted..." The question was left hanging, waiting to be answered. The Slytherin was curious, so she took a mental note of Jean's reaction and Kathie's smile. Does the girl really do things like this that often? Lyn thought. If she had a sibling with such a big mouth Lynette would have trained them long ago to keep it shut...
"Well since everybody else is introducing themselves...I'm Jazz, from Gryffindor! I'm a second year but ya'll probably wouldn't have noticed me until this happend." Jazz said, pointing at her hair.

"EGG! Thankyou so much Paisley, umm he is a cat actually, he's just going through...something." Jazz said nervously, trying to avert attention from her ferret.

Jazz's eyes glazed over the people in the carriage now. There was a dark haired Slytherin girl, Lynette, a pair of siblings, the Weasley twins and a girl named Paisley.

"Is it me or is the carriage getting a bit overcrowded?" Jazz asked before dropping to the floor and crossing her legs, she had the ability to accomidate for herself anywhere.

Luna leaned forward when she saw a boney horse-like creature in the sky, flying around with large bat-like wings. She almost hit her face on the window, but she stopped herself just in time. With wide eyes, she watched as a single thestral flew from the woods, followed by a smaller thestral who appeared to be struggling with flight. It seemed this was one of it's first flight lessons.
"Well, you can tell us apart by the fact that I'm the handsome one," declared Fred.
"And I am smarter..." muttered George, shoulder-checking his brother.
"Fourth year Gryffindors," Fred mentioned as the rest of the compartment started buzzing about Houses.
"Beaters on the Quidditch team," George said proudly, hitting Fred with his wand as though it was his club and Fred's head was a Bludger.
Fred whispered something into George's ear, allowing the words "Malfoy," "Bludger," "Snape," and "Hogswallop" to be overheard by anyone who was paying enough attention. George's eyes went wide, and he nodded slowly.
"You got the map?" whispered Fred, looking down at George's pack.
"The map? Yeah, I got it... blimey, Mum packed sandwiches!" George rifled through his pack and brought out a blank piece of parchment, yellowed with age and spotted by small stains. He pulled out two sandwiches as well, stuffing one into his mouth and the other into his brother's outstretched hands.
"I know there's nothing like a nice Cauldron Cake or chocolate frog on the Hogwarts Express," began Fred slyly.
"But Mum sure knows how to cook!" George said, finishing off the rich sandwich.
The rattle of the train gliding effortlessly across the tracks was the only sound in the hallway of the Hogwart's express. Students stammering about their houses and lost in thoughts of the coming year, did not notice a older wizard Apparating in the hall.
Perfectly shined black boots step quietly along past the compartments, accompanied by the tap of a silver tipped black cane.
Dark, dragon-skin gloves reach into the wizard's cloak and produce a small leather-bound book, setting it in the middle of the path.
The sky outside had darkened slightly, reflecting in the window of the train a great mane of white-blonde hair and a wicked, thin smile.
Then the hall was again empty, the wizard Disapparating into thin air.

The blank, well-worn cover of the book gleamed slightly, and somewhere, a cold voice was laughing.

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