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"Yes you were, you weren't paying attention to Steph's story. It's rude." "Plus I'm not always kicking you, it wasn't even that hard." I told her defending myself. I continued to listen to the story. Schoocha sat contempt looking around, when he suddenly started barking. I looked at him and saw that he was looking out of the window where the boy and girl that I had tried to help were comeing out of Knocturn Alley. "Hey, Tessa, Steph, look at that, they're comeing out of Knocturn." I told them. I knew something was wrong with them!

I looked at my watch and desided I should go. "I'm sorry to interupt Steph, but I should be getting back. I've got to go get all my stuff packed and ready for tomorrow." "Thanx for the butterbeer and talk Tessa. It helped a lot. I'll listen to the rest of your story on the train Steph." I told them. I decided I should get there quick and I felt like a run, so I decided to turn to my wolf form. I ran through Diagon Alley with Schoocha running beside me. I got to the Leaky Cauldron a little after 10 pm. I went up to my room, packed up all of my stuff, and gave Schoocha his food. "That was fun wasn't it Schoocha? Meeting all our old friends, getting yelled at for trying to help someone." I mused. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, waiting to get on the train to go to Hogwarts. Her only home now.
 
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I stared at Lia, amused. She just kicked me for doing the same thing.. I thought. I turned back to Stef, and appoligised. "Sorry, I have to go to, my mom is supposed to be at my aunts house.." I explained. "Ill see you on the train tomorrow!" I yelled, as I ran toward the wall that took you into the Leaky Cauldron.
 
"Okay, bye!" Steph called to her friends as they left the shop, each heading in a different direction. She hoped she hadn't bored them too much.

She yawned before glancing down at her watch. It was getting quite late, and she should be getting home too. So, with a groan, she lifted herself out of the chair she was in, and headed out the coffee shop door.

Sleepily she made her way back to the Leaky Cauldron. Upon returning to her room, she fell promptly asleep. She would be returning to Hogwarts tomorrow, even though it seemed like an eternity away.
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I woke up with start in the middle of the night. I had been dreaming of my brother. It was a bit too real for me to be a dream. Schoocha was still asleep, so I tried not to wake him up while I went for a little run. After about an hour I got back to the Leaky Cualdron, watching late comers coming, to go to Hogwarts.

Around 7 in the morning I woke up. Yess! Today is the day to go back to Hogwarts! I picked up Schoocha from his sleep, him nipping at me for waking him up. "Come on boy, it's time to get ready to go to Hogwarts." We got everything ready to go and started down the stairs. Almost ran into one of the first years in a hurry to get to the Platform 9 3/4. We arrived at the train station with a whole bunch of Hogwarts students waiting to get moving. Schoocha always loved running through the wall. Made him feel strong.
We got to the Platform and loaded all our stuff on. We got some snacks from the Trolly before we sat down.
 
im so sorry.....but I'm quiting. i just cant continue...
 
OOC: If you feel it necissary, ThornStorm, then go ahead. It is, ultimately, your choice, eh?

BIC: I was awake at 5:04 am. I couldn't help it. I was finally going home. I smiled and shook the tousel-haired ball of fuzz at the foot of my bed awake with a giggle. "Wake up, silly!" I smiled, bouncing out of my bed and digging for a pair of dark blue jeans.

Trilla yawned and swished her tail. "My, we seem very happy this morning. Abnormally so..."

I smiled and yanked a deep plum fitted T-shirt over my head. "Yup!" I laughed. I turned to her seriously. "I'm finally going home. We're finally going home. At least at school, I have lessons to keep myself from the Lusts."

Trilla nodded and watched me fix my hair so the choppy layers stuck out a little on the ends, accenting the blood-red tips. I slipped in my crimson contacts and tossed the last few items straggling in my bedroom into my trunk.

After breakfast, my Aunt drove me to the station. A small, teary goodbye was shared, and then, I was on the train. I sat alone, as always, burying my head into an advanced Transfiguration book, balancing it on my knees so Trilla could still sit in my lap. Two Blood Pops sat on the seat beside me.

The first day on the train was always a little hard on the Lusts. It was easier if I kept a couple Guilty Pleasures on hand...
 
I stayed in my seat for a while, but started to get bored. I took Schoocha with me and we started to walk around the train. We met other friends that we hadn't seen in a long time. We walked past one of the compartments and noticed a girl sitting there by herself. I was going to go see if she wanted someone to talk to when I noticed a the girl was the one that I had tried to help. I started to walk away when I noticed her fox. It gave me this creepy little stare. I gave it one back. "Come on Schooch, lets go." I told him, trying to get away from that fox. I kept walking around, got some more Chocolate frogs. "Boy Schooch, that fox sure was weird wasn't it?"
 
The ending of the previous day had been spent in my spellbook and a book of Dark artifacts, trying to find information on my new athane. There was no luck in that endeavor. I took a sheath from an old knife to keep it in and packed for tomorrow.

Punctual in my comings and goings for paracticality, I awoke early and dressed. Taking a taxi to the station, I boarded both platform and train early, taking a seat across from a girl I thought familiar. I did not remember much that didn't pertain to my revenge and rescue.
 
Ring! Ring!

The alarm woke Stephanie with a start, causing her to fall out of her bed and onto the floor with a loud thump.

Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she glanced over at the clock and screamed. She was late! Hurridly, she gathered all her belongings and yanked on a few random articles of clothing, before dashing out of the Leaky Cauldron to a waiting cab.

After a short ride, she finally found herself at Platform 9 and Three Quarters. Quickly, she sprinted through it and onto the train.

A few moments later, it began its departure. Steph took a deep sigh of relief.

Slowly, she wandered her way around the train until she found an empty compartment, and settled down for the ride.
 
I didn't sleep at all the night prior to the beginning of my 5th year. That older boy I had met on my excursion to Diagon Alley... where did I know him from? Anyways, that wasn't exactly what was bugging me. I was trying to remember a warning I recieved from my father before he died. Something about my fifth year... but what was it?

Anyways, I got dressed and all of that jazz, before heading out of my London Estate towards Platform 9 & 3/4, and boarding the train. I eventually found a vacant compartment, after witnessing a bunch of first years panicing about the adventure they were about to embark on, and leaving them with a few words of encouragement. I set my bag down and took a seat, waiting for the trip to commence.
 
I looked up, blinking in suprise. What did he want with me? Trilla growled low in her throat, but I shushed her with a quick ear-scratching. Her growl turned slowly into happy-fox noises.

Setting the book down, I smiled at him. The smile was nervous, for the fact that someone was actually sitting with me, and for the fact that his neck looked...

I shook my head at the mental warning from Trilla. Pulling the wrapper off a Blood Pop, I sucked at it slowly, wondering, almost hoping, that it would be enough to drive the boy from my compartment.

"My name is Natalia," I whispered. "What brings you to this compartment?"
 
I walked along the train calmly, the bag I carried over the shoulder of my plain, all black robes. I peeked into a compartment, grinning as I saw the guy from before. "Hello again, Ma'am." I said, sticking my head in. "Is there room for one more in here?" I asked, trying my hardest to keep from showing that I was about to burst out laughing...
 
I walked past a lot of compartments that were crowded and full, there were a lot of students coming now. I could remember when I was a first year, when there wasn't a lot of people coming to the school. I kept walking and pondering about that year, and what new excitment this year would bring. I walked past a compartment where I saw the guy that had pulled a bunch of books down on himself, and the other person that they had hit. I heard a funny little remark and a laugh from the other guy. I nodded hi and continued to walk on.

I almost fell over when the train started to take off. Schoocha fell of his tail and started to whimper. I picked him up and walked past another compartment. I noticed the girl sitting in this one. "Steph! Hey! How are you doing?" I called to her. She probably thought I was nuts for just all of sudden coming in and talking to her. I sat down, across from her and started talking. "How fun is this year going to be, huh?" I was soo exicited to be going back to Hogwarts.
 
Just smile, just smile... I thought to myself as I met that strange man again. If it was anyone else, I could easily ignore it. Why though? Why couldn't I just ignore him. It was like his words were digging into my skin or something. "Yeah, there's plenting of room." I finally replied after the 20 econd pause I had left. Might as well get my question over with...

"Have I seen you anywhere before? Like, before Diagon Alley?"
 
Is it to late to join?
Name: Scottura Wyvern
Age: 15
Year: 5
Gender: Male
Appearence: Around 5'7, with a bit of a toned body. His skin is pale because he spends most of his time inside. His eyes are a light brownish-red and his hair is the darkest black. His hair is a bit spiky but really messy. Around his neck is a gunmetal silver necklace or pendant in the shape of a crown. He has a scar coming from his right shoulder blade to his left rib on his back. When he's not wearing his school uniform, his clothes are black pants, black long-sleeve shirt with a dragon inprint on the back, black and red sneakers.
Personality: Although he rarely admits it, Scottura is often quite withdrawn and introspective. He knows that there is a lot that he does not understand about himself, and this causes him to be irritable at times, and sometimes even to snap at friends. He changes for the better once he realizes that there are bigger problems than himself to deal with.
History: He lived with his mother and father until his father found out his mother was a witch so he left them. Scott became fascinated with dragons when he was 3, when he was rescued by a huge dragon, from a troll that was terrorizing the mountain side.
House: Gryffindor
Other: Scottura is an animangus, and can turn into a small dragon(his size), he has a pet cat named Shadow, as it can blend in with the shadows. Scott is the worst potion maker in the school (so he thinks), the only things he's good at are; Defence Against the Darks Arts, Care for Magical Creatures, and Transfiguration.
RP Sample:
Colt sees the big hunk of junk moving "ha its the big walking talking clock thing!"
Epsilon stares at Colt. "Not friendly life form." And with that, he jumped. He held his neckless in his hand. "Tell me, what is your main power source? Hm?"
"Colt haven't you got better things to do than be a raging demon psychopath?" mocked a dark figure as it jumped down from a tree nearby. "I mean c'mon, they're obvisly going to beat you in the end... Either that or just get you really locco." The figure started laughing at the mess Colt had made, "And I don't want to be the one to clean up after you."
"No, I wanna know your power scource, both of you. If you were a demon, you wouldn't be walking. You'd be confined under ground. You've lyed all the way, what are you, and what is your power scource?"
"i am Demon but not full fledged so because i am not full fledged i can walk the world of mortals hahaha and scott my brother why do u have to go on yapping so about the messes and my fun bah!"
"You haven't answered my question yet, so I will attack all of you!" Epsilon jumped, and slammed his neckless into colt's face.
"Seeing as your a demon you can survive this, but now, you have clockwork inside you. I can control clockwork, so If I ever see your face again, its bye bye demon. But, your brother may attack, but be warned, it will happen to you to!"
 
OOC: Scottura, transforming into a dragon is much too powerful for what I intend this RP to be. If you plan on joining, you must use past tense in your RPing and there need to be spaces between your paragraphs. If you can manage to fix this, then I'll let you join. You're history is also a little... much. Resuced by a dragon from a troll terrorizing the mountain-side? Please modify your sign-up if you would still like to join.
 
I looked at her evenly and said, "I'm looking for a place to sit relatively uninterrupted. this compartment was the most logical choice." I pulled out the spellbook I had effectively stolen and began reading it.

My back was hunched over, my wand lightly trailing under each word as I began reviewing the few spells I had mastered the day before. I softly muttered the harsh and guttaral incantations under my breath.
 
I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to quit this RP too, I'm just too busy right now.
 
OOC: Thank you for your time then, Grafix... *sighs* I do find that to be one of the most annoying things... but hey, you can't help your scedual.

BIC: I shifted uncomfortably and settled back in to my books. He made me nervous. It was almost frustrating. With a small sigh, I began sucking on the Blood Pop, Trilla's hackles rising.

I soothed her with a mental touch coupled with a physical ear-scratching. Looking around at the other kids filing into compartments, I turned my gaze slowly back to the boy.

My voice was quiet, reserved as I spoke. It always was. I looked rough on the outside... "punk" by most standards... But that wasn't what was really inside me. Not than anyone got close to me anymore. I didn't really allow it.

"I didn't catch your name," I ventured slowly.
 
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