Hogsmeade Station

[Sir Spazalots]

((Everybody is already at the great hall))  

[Melody Raindo]

((Really? I'll get my charactar 2 go there then.))  

[LaRemarque]

L E W I S L E O N A R D L O W E L L

F i r s t y e a r

Before even hopping off the train, Lewis was already overwhelmed with nervousness. All the time he was on the train, he didn’t even bother to explore the transportation or cared to order food. While waiting for himself to reach Hogwarts, he watched different landscape shifting from time to time. He viewed them with a smiling and cheerful expression. Though he seemed enjoyed on studying the scenes, he was thinking of something else. He was thinking of his future, his future in Hogwarts. Lewis was a first year student in the said magical school. It was by his parents’ and his’ will to engage himself into the magical school. He had a positive outlook on his future experiences in Hogwarts but when he felt the pressure as he rode at Platform, he had doubts.

When the train stopped, Lewis shook his head. He cleared his mind of negative thoughts. Obviously, he thought it would not help him. He then hopped out of the train. He was the last one to have got out of it. He joined the rest of the first years who were shouting their names.

(Ooc: I hope I'm going to make it! Or if not, then I'm just going to delete this or reserve this for the next term :/ )
 

[blackcat anonyp]

Ayana practically fell off the train. she looked around and then slipped quickly onto a boat. When she reached the other side of the lake, she scrambled into a carriage.

((sorry i'm so late..... i just found out today))  

[hocusss]

blackcat the huntik

Ayana practically fell off the train. she looked around and then slipped quickly onto a boat. When she reached the other side of the lake, she scrambled into a carriage.

((sorry i'm so late..... i just found out today))

(( The Sorting's closed now, I think... Sorry sad ))  

[Oellith]

Ninna Smith looked around the station, utterly lost. "Humph." She sighed and plopped herself down on her trunk, resting her head in her hands. 'Bored, bored, bored.' She gazed down at her shoes. New shoes, bright and shiny, ready for Hogwarts. "My, my you're a fancy pair aren't you?" She asked the black Mary-Janes donning her small feet. They remained silent. "To good to speak to me, then?" Ninna muttered, sneering at the pair. They pinched her toes in response.  

[Professor Tahiri]

{You're going to have to wait until the start of the new semester to post in the guild. The next semester starts April 1st.}  

[Professor Tahiri]

Sascha Schneider

A train pulled into the train station an the only person to step off the train was a teenage girl, who looked very out of place. She pulled her hood tighter around her head and adjusted a backpack on her back. She bit her lip and looked around the platform. Of course he's not here. I never told anyone I was coming. I'll just find him... oh wait... I have no idea where the shop is. Or what it's called. She frowned and walked off the platform towards the village.  

[sakuraXsasuke-lover]

Laine checked her clock as she arrive at Hogsmeade Station, she looked around her. Wizards her age are bidding goodbye to their parents, and she looked at the groundskeeper of Hogwarts. and told her "umm excuse me, im Laine Sage Fairre and a first year here. And i Seemed kinda confused.".Her question made the butterflies in her stomach ache. Oh!now she remembered, she was supposed to be sort after this.

((sorry im late, coz the time here is different,.))  

[hocusss]

((You're not late. Please wait for me to post as the Groundskeeper, remove your post or something. The Groundskeeper isn't at the Hogsmeade Station yet. You're not allowed to post in the Sorting Hat thread, either. Sorry, just wait for a bit.))  

[Professor Tahiri]

{Sakura, you have 1 more day to wait before roleplaying starts. wink }  

[hocusss]

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"Life is funny,
But only
If you take the time to watch it."

♡ Location: Hogsmeade Station ♡ Mood: Slightly excited ♡ Job: Groundskeeper & Care of Magical Creatures Teacher ♡ Love life: Single

(( 0ut.0f.Control. - DO NOT POST IN THE SORTING THREAD! Not yet. Wait a lil', savvy? You post and I shall murder you! XD ))

The moon was already glimmering faintly through the dark clouds in the clear sky. A faint whistle could be heard not far away from the Hogsmeade Station, where a tall, thin silhouette was wandering, a lantern in hand. The clouds were almost as if touching the moutains and Lake, the moon reflected on the dark water.

Eleanor hummed a peaceful tune as she made her way to the Station. She stopped and settled the lantern down rapidly to tie her hair in a bun before taking it again. Her tanned pretty face brightened with a smile as she caught a peek of the scarlet-colored bright train camouflaging in the trees, racing against time. The train was slightly late, but only for a few minutes.

All this feeling of excitement, ecstasy and apprehension. All this feelings seem to waft to her brain, even though she couldn’t read minds or anything. But she has been through that stage, she knew it well. It was about, what, fifteen years ago or so ? She remembered the day well. Mostly because she punched a rude Hufflepuff in the face right after sorting. She snorted in laughter at the thought.

She smiled welcomingly at the first years who hopped off the train, pets and other stuff in their hands. She waved the lantern about her head.

❝First years, here, please !❞, she shouted on the top of her voice, ❝Second years and above, to the carriages !❞ she pointed to the area where the carriages pulled by Thestrals, creatures that are only visible to people who have seen death.  

[Feverw0lf]

Annika Giovanni, First Year Student, Secret Member of the Malavei

“...Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.”
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Annika sauntered daintily off the Hogwarts Express, a second year Slytherin, who had stared at her doe eyed the entire train ride from London, was helping her down the steps. Annika was impressed that the old ways of cold chivalry were not completely dead and made a mental note to find out what family line the boy had come from so that the Giovanni family could congratulate him on training their son well. She gathered her skirts and robes in one hand and stepped lightly past the other first years ignoring them completely as she made her way over to the groundskeeper.

She glanced to her right as Allegra, her purebred white haired persian with peircing red eyes, leaped up and gracefully landed on her shoulder. Allegra gently dug her claws into the leather pad that Annika had made her governess sew into the right shoulder of her uniform robes. Allegra trilled lightly at Annika before turning her head to hiss at a boy who walked too close to Annika. Her owner barely noticed, but still raised her hand to scratched Allegra's ears.

Allegra had been a gift from Annika's mother after she received her letter to Hogwarts and after she had received her induction into the Malevei. Allegra reached up to touch her left shoulder where it still tingled from the mark she had received there. Her mother and father had been one of the first English families to hear about the Tribunal through Saetan, a former death eater. Saetan had been inducted into the Tribunal's loyal followers, a group called the Malavei.

Saetan had told her family about the Malavei's ideals, to have the Wizarding World finally dominate the muggle world and to no longer hide away from them. One of the Tribunal members was even after having purebloods overpower halfbreeds and mudbloods. And most importantly, the Tribunal was powerful, they had over 1000 years of magic in their blood they knew magic that had been lost long ago, they were virtually unstoppable. The Giovanni family heads in Italy had approved right away.

So her mother and father had Saetan get in contact with the Tribunal, and it wasn't long before a handsome man dressed in ancient robes had appeared at their door. Annika's father had bowed low and invited him in. The man had introduced himself as Marcello Niggelus. He had talked individual with Annika and her parents. When it was her turn to talk to him she walked into the room with her head held high and her spine in perfect posture, like she was royalty, but she had curtsied low to him and hadn't risen until he acknowledged her.

Then Marcello had imparted a mission to her, placing it directly into her mind as he pushed through her mental barriers, exploring her, testing her....Finally he had pulled her close to his body and she had shivered. It was an intimate moment, but not erotic in anyway. He was holding her like and older brother might hold a dear younger sister. Then he had placed a tender kiss on her left shoulder. An electric spark traveled from his lips to her skin and power tingled through her arm, her torso, through her entire body. The power was followed by a searing pain and Annika screamed. Marcello held her tenderly, whispering sweet words of comfort in her ear, but the words were meaningless, for less than thirty seconds Annika had experienced a lifetime of pain all at once. When it was over she collapsed against Marcello, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill from her ice blue eyes. Marcello held her for a moment before setting her on her feet. He stood to leave, saying nothing to her as he sauntered out the door. Annika had barely had time to fall reverently to her knees before he'd left.

When he was gone she looked to her shoulder, a small black tribal patterned tattoo danced across her shoulder up to her collarbone and back down again. It transformed from a panther, to a dragon to a wolf and then other creatures Annika had never even heard of before. This was her mark of ownership by the Tribunal. Annika was Malavei.

The memory made present day Annika smile coldly as she circumnavigated the lesser students. Annika was Malavei, Annika was ushering in the new era, and Annika had access to a power that most of these students could only dream of. She came to a stop in front of the caretaker and curtsied lightly out of politeness, before focusing her attention off in the distance, absentmindedly rubbing Allegra's head.

She turned her attention momentarily back to the groundskeeper, "Hello, Miss, I am Annika Giovanni." She said in perfect Queen's English.



Allegra, loyal pet to Annika  

[hocusss]

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"Henry, calm down, for Goodness sake !" groaned Alice Dundas at her eldest son, mostly concentrated on the road in front of them.

"What ?" he complained, crossing his arms against his chest, scoffing at his little sister. Adèle was about to start her first year at Hogwarts, and was extremely irritating today. Henry liked to make fun of her, and make her feel fed up and amused at the same time. They both had curly, light blond hair and crystal clear, romantic blue eyes. But they had a different personality. Adèle Dundas was studious, curious, bookish, delicate, gentle, intelligent, honest, warm-blooded and kind-hearted. As for Henry, he was calm, serious, entertaining, inattentive and almost evil, but yet kind and good-natured. Tthey also had a brother, Malcolm, who ended up going to another school far away, although Alice was considering him going to Hogwarts like the rest of the family. Their mother looked exactly like Adèle. Blond, ringlety hair, shiny blue eyes and a beautiful, serious face. It’s been over seven years since Henry joined the enchanted school. He was sorted into Slytherin, where his father and all the male collection of the Dundas belonged. His mother, Alice Dundas, got classified into Ravenclaw, where suited all the intelligent and academic minds.

"Mother, are we there yet ?" questioned Adèle anxiously, her knees wobbling as she twirled a golden lock around her index.
"Stay cool, Adie !" sighed Mrs Dundas, giving her daughter a look from the mirror on the side of the car. The young girl was holding her doll close to her, as if it was the most precious object to her. Her doll had brown, flaming hair and a face full with light freckles. She was called Dawn, and Adèle made her on her own at a young age, made out of old cloth and materials found in the kitchen. Instead of normal, human eyes, Adèle placed black buttons on the pale tissue of the doll. On Adèle’s shoulder laid her grey mouse, Hope.

"Are we there yet ?" repeated Adèle after a painful and torturing minute of silence, frowning at other passing-by cars.
"Sod off, Adèle." scoffed Henry, smirking at his younger sister.
"Henry." said his mother warningly through clentched teeth, giving her son a glance as he was sitting beside her in the car.
"Could we hurry up, please ? We should be there before eleven o’clock ! We’re almost running late !" exclaimed Adèle, her white cheeks turned red of excitement and panic, possibly misgivings.
"Sod-", grunted Henry, giving her a pleading look but then noticing her mother’s glare, "I mean, we’re almost there. Aren’t we, Mother ?" he asked, looking at her hopefully.
"Yes, we are. There, we can almost see King’s Cross !"she smiled, nodding to the station. After a few moments, they’ve parked and were about to leave the car.
"Oh, no ! I’ve forgotten ‘The Chronicles of Narnia’ !" gasped Adèle, clutching Dawn in her hands as she began to take deep breaths to ease herself down. That was one of her favorite books. Forgetting it would be a crime.
"It’s a book, lackbrain. We’re not going back home to get a book." he grinned, opening the door for Adèle. She bowed her head thankfully and got out of the car, pouting as she shivered, receiving a breeze stroke her back roughly.

"It might just be a book to you, but to me, it’s much more." she peered at her brother sadly, looking as innocent as the Puss-In-Boots.
"Would you mind giving me hand with your trunks ?" grumbled their mother, already at the back of the car, holding Adèle’s trunk, as well as Henry’s, since he was leaving to Russia for a mission from the Ministry of Magic. The children nodded and walked to her, taking a case each.

"I took yours.", Henry told his sister, shaking her trunk heavily, "What did you put in there ? Bricks ?" he grunted, hurriedly following Mrs Dundas to the entrance of King’s Cross station.
"Books, mostly." smirked Adèle, dragging her brother’s trunk behind her and following her family members, still clutching to Dawn with one small, porcelain-like hand.
"Why would you bring so much tomes with you ? There’s a library at Hogwarts. You know that, don’t you ?" he grinned, looking behind his shoulder at her.
"I know. But God knows if they have the books I’d like to read." she sighed, looking around, seeking for other young wizards planning to get on the train.
"Why didn’t you ask me, then ?" he questioned, slowling down so she could catch up with him.
"I know you’d never visit the Library, even for me." she chuckled, giving him an amused glance.
"No, I would for you, but that’s it." he gave her a lopsided grin as she laughed graciously, another layer of pink slapping her cheeks.
"Would you hurry up ? As I recall, you were the ones who wanted to arrive earlier !" reminded their mother, looking at them from behind her shoulder. They nodded rapidly and caught up with her. King’s Cross was crowded at that time of the morning. Muggles would hurry to get on the train, so they wouldn’t be late for work. Otherwise, on the 1st of September, young witches and wizards would unite at Platform 9 and ¾, where waited the red, flaming Hogwarts Express that would lead them to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was already 10:50am, and young Adèle ‘Adie’ Marie Dundas felt her heart race and beat like a drum.

"Oy, Henry !" cried a voice behind them. The Dundas family turned around and saw a small family moving to them. The Zhivagos had only one child, and it was Henry’s best friend, Misha, or Michael, whatever suits you the best. He had chestnut-colored hair, escorting perfectly his hazel eyes. Already wearing his nice suit for the trip to his native country, he hurried to catch up with Henry, pushing Adèle off her path and walking beside his buddy.

"See you’re already wearing you’re all nice and ready." remarked Henry with a cheeky grin, giving his friend a rapid glance before looking back in front of him.
"See you’re not." he replied, analyzing his best friend and his little sister. Henry was simply wearing jeans, a jumper and a white shirt underneath while Adèle had a simple, blue dress and braided, blond hair with a white hairband, keeping her hair away from her pretty face. After all, Henry was casual, and had no problems with what he was wearing. Adèle was a girl, obviously.

"So, how was your summer, Misha?" inquired Adèle, glancing up at Misha who smiled eagerly and cleared his throat, trying to ignore his light Russian accent.
"Fantastic ! I went to Egypt, and I visited some tombs, in that Valley, you know ? You can’t imagine what they have there !" laughed Misha, holding his suitcase close to him as he cast a suspicious glance around the station.
"Really ? Egypt ? And where precisely ?" smiled Henry at his friend’s enthusiasm.
"Cairo and Luxor, mostly. But it was incredible !", cheered nineteen-year-old Misha, giving his parents a quick look behind his shoulder, " And what about you two ?" he asked, looking back to Malcolm’s side.
"Nothing in particular, really.", he shrugged, grinning at the floor, " We went to Cannes, as usual. But Mother said there’s a chance we might go to Salem next time." his smile brightened lightly.
"Don’t get your hopes up, Henry. I said that it also depends on the Ministry." yelled Alice Dundas from the front, not even looking at her son while she spoke.
"Have you seen Mally Ascot, by any chance ?" frowned Henry softly at Misha, who laughed loudly and slapped his friend’s back.
"Who ? You don’t mean Glory Ascot’s sister, by any chance ? Because Glory is-" he mouthed the word ‘hot’ to Henry, who nodded in agreement, laughing loudly.
"Yes, yes, Glory’s sister. Have you seen any of them, at least ?" he intrigued. He really hoped to see Mally, she was like a best friend to him, but he always yearned for something more.
"Nope. They must be at the last platform already." Misha responded, looking amused by his friend’s sudden switch of mood. They stopped as Mrs Dundas, followed by Mr and Mrs Zhivago ceased walking as they approached a brick wall between the platforms 9 and 10.

"Could you give me my trunk back, please ?" begged Adèle, looking hopefully at her big brother. He nodded, exchanged their cases and looked up at their mother. She indicated the brick wall as Misha waved to Henry and vanished with his parents towards the next platforms, seeking for the train that somehow will get him to Russia. Henry sighed hugged tightly Adèle and Mrs Alice Dundas, who sniffled. As she watched her son catch up with Misha, Mrs Dundas turned to Adèle.
"Go. I’ll wait here in case something gets wrong." she smiled kindly.
"Something can go wrong ?" whimpered Adèle. She shook her head rapidly and rushed on the wall. Alice Dundas smiled and followed her child to escort her to the Wizardring World.

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Adèle hopped off Hogwarts Express, still clutching to Dawn and her oversized book. Hope was dozing in silence on her shoulder, not really caring about the change of habitat. Adèle glanced around, feeling a faint blush come up to her cheeks as she met some other people's eyes. She looked in the direction of a tall woman called first years and gulped. She made a brave step forward and hesitantly tiptoed to her, biting her lower lip.

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⇛ ʘut.ʘf.Ͼookies { OOC } ⇚

♥Hope♥

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[liveXdarkheartXevil]

A small girl gazed out of the window, watching the landscape as the train sways slightly. Taking out a small, blue jellybean from the package she held, she popped it into her mouth, chewing slowly. She rifled through her bag, looking for something when she leaned back into the seat, holding what looked like a journal. Wielding her Muggle pen, she moved the writing utensil across the page with short, small strokes. She was thankful that her compartment was empty, so she could contemplate the journey ahead as she relaxed...

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A voice echoed through the train: “We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes’ time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately.”

Startled awake, the girl sat back up in her seat, quickly running her fingers through her hair to flatten it. She promptly packed her scattered belongings, looking around for a final time. She sighed, and as the train slowly pulled into the station, she stood up, stretching her arms out. The student walked off the train, excited, but stopped herself. She didn’t know anyone, and was nervous about the upcoming year. She recalled being told to find Ms. Duke, the Groundskeeper, so she closed her eyes, trying to hear someone calling out. Spotting a woman calling out for first years with her keen hearing, she timidly approached her after opening her eyes.

“Hello madame, I’m Cœur Rainy Seabrooke.”

After the Groundskeeper crossed off her name from the list, Cœur stood awkwardly with the group of other students, waiting to be told the next set of directions.