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Eretria nodded, and quickly resumed moving toward the professor. She didn't want to be seen as some sort of slacker, and she certainly didn't want to deal with others who seemed to ignore what the professors were saying. She seriously hoped that whatever house the boy would be put in, it would not be in her house. She personally was hoping to either go into Slytherin or Ravenclaw, the two houses her parents had been in, and the least likely to have imbeciles residing within. Tossing her hair back over her shoulder, she finally stood before the professor, her back straight and her head erect, as she waited for the professor to inform them it was time for them to go to the castle.

Samuel kissed his mother and hugged his father after his older brother and started off up the platform with his brother. Looking over at him, he remembered that he had to look down, as he was already taller than his older brother. "I'd rather stand out than disappear," he retorted and drank in all the new faces swirling around him. "I'm not scared, Si. I love people. I can't wait to make new friends. You don't have friends here, do you? Always reading books, that's why you don't Si. Hey there!" He called the last line out to anyone in general, looking to make a new friend.

As his black polished dress shoes touched off of the train, he shook off what little dust had accumulated on his clothes from the ride before he began looking around for familiar faces. Almost instantly he recognized 2, both fellow housemates at well. Giving his usual polite nod towards Simon(a bit casual for his likes, but he felt that he could slack a bit for Simon as they were acquainted), and a wave to Clarissa, one of his housemates that he had yet to truly talk with.

Mustering up a bit of courage, he walked over towards her. "Would you...well...like to ride together? Perhaps we can see if Simon is interested? We could see what we each had learned over the summer." Had that been too forward, or even too personal of him, he immediately questioned his actions. Instinctively he cast his gaze beyond her, ready to take any response as though it were a grain of salt on a wound. Hearing footsteps nearing, he pivoted to greet yet another member of his house and year. "Hello, Rosemarie is it? Would you be interested in riding with Clare and I?" His own words seemed hollow to him on the inside, yet he seemed to be keeping up the facade magnificently, given his amount of unfamiliarity with such amounts of interaction.

Then the thought crossed his mind, he'd be expected to keep conversation on the carraige, as he was the one who had initiated all of this. His face paled a bit, though he kept cool. He could handle that, surely.

Eretria stumbled and cast an annoyed look back. She nearly growled, but held herself in check. It was the same boy she had helped, and he had just bumped into her. Her eyes narrowed, but she quickly schooled her features back into a carefully neutral expression. "Please watch yourself," she stated, before stepping to the side and allowing the other boy to be next to her.

Annabelle Humphrey
Unsorted First Year

A teacher called all the first years. It was Professor McKenny. Annabelle excitedly clapped her hands and eagerly followed the teacher. She grabbed a hair tie and put her hair in a cute bun. Her robes fit her perfectly, sat just right.

Annabelle looked through the sea of children. All looking excited and nervous. All it was missing was Gypsy. Annabelle's cat. She loved her cat so much. But he was being taken to Hogwarts with the other pets and luggage. Annabelle shrugged and took a big deep breathe of crisp cool air.

Clarissa Mead
Second Year
Ravenclaw

Whilst walking to the carriages, Clare heard a familiar voice. It was Rosemarie. She had always been friendly to Clare.
"Oh hey Rosie! My summer was great. Got to see little sister and my parents. How was yours?" Clare said and felt excited and happy hearing that someone was talking to her.

Rosie hadn't changed during the summer. Her hair had gotten longer, but that was about it. Clare flung her hair and it draped gracefully over her shoulders. She was now feeling somewhat calmer. Knowing that she had someone to talk to.

Clare then looked over to Adair. He waved to her. She waved back. He asked her and Rosie if they wanted to join him in his carriage.
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind that, what do you think Rosie?" Clare said and her cheeks went a little pink.