ooc: I'm going to start this, though I'm not sure if that is okay. If there are any problems, I'm happy to delete this. ^_^ I'm making it quite an open start, so feel free to just pop your charries in.

The first of September. First day of a new school for some, others a whole new life. You could smell the excitement in the air as parents and children bustled through Kings Cross Station, not that this was a new thing. Kings Cross was always busy, but today one very secret group were joining the masses.
It was a bright day, warm for this time of year, promising a little more time in the sun, before the frost would take over.
Through the special wall, the red train of the Hogwarts Express waited, eager to take it's young charges on a magical journey to an amazing school.
The on the wall showed, for all that knew, that there were 30mins until the train was due to leave. Time for students to start saying goodbye, parents to kiss and wave them away, for those running late to hurry up.

Welcome, to the start of your new year.....

(thank you for posting Lullyn, I myself was waiting for someone to be Scorpius-thank you for that-and get some more originals, and I should have been more clear on what was going.Plus I've been a little stressed lately, so I wasn't thinking straight.)

Sitting on the Hogwarts Express with a few of her cousins, Rose Weasly was rereading her textbooks, as per usual. She had gotten an O.W.L in almost every subject, and had decided to be extra ready for her N.E.W.T classes. She touched her prefects badge(she was a proud second year prefect) smiled, confident that this would be another great year.


(I know, it's a little short, but it's ok to be short until the ball gets rollin. P.S., I'm going to add new stuff to the intro page, so look for that.)

Scorpious remained on the platform at first, beside his father, though carefully ducking his mother's fussing. He was known at school, but the power the Malfoy name once had was in pieces. 5 years of school had shown him as much, when Slytherins were only a little interested in his name. But he had built his friends, his allies. He still had money and power, though his father was far removed from the Dark Arts. The old traditions still stood, but Draco Malfoy had avoided a wizarding prison and, though he still dispised Potter, was not hell bent on bringing back the bad old days of the Dark Lord.
His grandfather, Lucious, was now quite mad. When you went from power and secrecy, to living in fear, to being free, your mind can't always handle it. He never wanted it to end up the way it had. Yes, he'd said he wanted the Dark Lord back, but more because it was sometimes nice to want something you can't get, and use it as a piece to complain and reach for, secretly never fully wishing for it.
He muttered to himself now, the crazy old fool, but occassionally they were not all ravings of a mad man. Lucious had told Scorpious things that his father wouldn't. His father who had gone soft.
No, Scorpious wouldn't be happy until the name Malfoy was back to it's former glory.

Aliandra arrived with her parents in tow, parents who were less than pleased about her sorting house but had long since gotten used to the fact. Their daughter was a Slytherin. Not that it was so terrible. She had good friends and, whilst they didn't approve of the parents, couldn't say they really knew them.
Aliandra was once an exchange student from Beaubaxtons, where she'd had friends, a boyfriend, and was a good student. She's been so angry at her parents that she had wished with all her heart to be in Slytherin. She wasn't to know that the sorting hat would actually listen.
She spotted Scorpious stood with his parents and gave him a smile, turning her head when her father whispered, "that's...."
"You know who it is," she said, a hint of impatience in her voice, making him stand up straight again.
Her father, who was a healer and had known his little girl to be a sweet creature until she'd come to this school, narrowed his eyes at the boy. He, after hearing where she was placed, had wanted to send her back to Beaubaxtons, but Aliandra refused to go. He, of course, had heard of the Malfoys and didn't like the idea of Ali being friends with him, but he couldn't stop her. He did feel releaved when the Malfoy boy didn't seem to notice her and walked off toward the head of the train without a backward glance.
Aliandra kissed her father and mother on the cheek, though he could feel the formality of it, and headed for the train. Scorpious was a prefect and she was not. She would have to make do with the ordinary carriages. Alone.

At the front of the train, in the compartment reserved just for Prefects, a curtain twitched back into place, as blood red lips curled just slightly. He hadn't even noticed her. This was certainly a turn up.
Bella relaxed back in her seat, tuning out the noise of the other idiots in her carriage. Puffs and Dork making more noise than was necessary. Even the other Slytherins around her were mindlessly talking. Didn't anyone know when not to speak? Silence was an art, a forgotten weapon. Listening, watching, observing. These were key.
Still, the noise allowed her to do all these things undetected. After all, if everyone was quiet, that would make everyone else quiet too. No, better they continue being dumb and predictable. She needed to think. She also needed the boy who's father worked in the ministry, who kept putting his hand on her leg, to remove it. He was a year older and thought himself gods-gift. He was a nothing.
She smiled at him sweetly and then, placing one of her hands over his and using the other to press her wand against the centre of his, said in a soft, seductive voice, "bruciatura..."
The boy's smile faded and became a fading mask of terror. His face went white and he remained frozen where he was, eyes locked with hers as she smiled that smile, that one you saw on a predator. The one that never quite made it as far as the eyes.
"Stendere" she said finally, once she was sure he got the message.
His hand moved so quickly that no one really saw what she'd done, but he would see it. Later he would try to pass it off as a ciggerette burn, a perfectly round burn on the back of his hand.
Satisfied that the idiot had the message, she waited for her prince.

Victoire:

She kissed her father on the cheek and hugged her mother goodbye. "Be good sweety" said her mother as Victoire climbed up onto the train. "Have fun" her father called just as Victiore closed the door to the train. She went and sat down in the only carriage that wasn't full (the one with Aliandra).

OOC: Anyone gonna post???

Victoire: Was reading a book called "Herbolagy: a fine art" and didn't even notice Aliandra.

(I am making a few other characters! By the way how old did you make Victoire? Because I need to be younger than her.)
Dominique:
Dominique lingered a bit longer with her parents than Victoire, she hugged her father tightly and, her mother kissed the crown of her head. She had always had a bit harder time leaving for the school year, she was strong and, brave but, got home sick very easily. She always missed the charms of shell cottage. She climbed onto the train, and waved at her parents.

Dominique walked down the train choosing a compartment, at random. She smiled happily at Rose, glad to see her cousin. "Hiya Rosie." She chirped, sounding more friendly than she usually did, even taking the time to bring back the old nickname she had for her, she refused to be tagged as a hard-headed trouble-maker this year. But she knew she would, no matter how hard she tried she could not get over her flighty, irrational nature. She wondered idly, where Victoire had gone to sit, Dominique had always been somewhat jealous of Victoire, who had inherited their mother's blond hair while she had the normal Weasley red and, also inheriting their mother's calm, kind, and graceful nature. Dominique had always wondered how she had ended up how she had, an eccentric, without the best of luck and, lack of temper control.

Headmistress Jeanne Nittermen gave the announcement to the teachers to prepare for the students' arrival. The headmistress had a surprise for the students that would just about make their year.

OOC: I was thinking of making her about 15

Victoire: Walk out of the carriage wanting to sit by her sister instead and went into Dominique's carriage. Sitting down beside her sister and going back to reading her book.

"Hey Dom! I hope you've studied your books, I heard that a N.E.W.T student last year broke out crying because he didn't know the material. I'd be glad to tudor you, though, if you don't do well. That would be my responsibility as a prefect, you know. And did you hear that the Headmistress had a special announcement? I wonder what it is," Rose said, all in one breath.

Victoire:

Studied her younger cousin with interest. She had grown quite a bit. "Hello Rose. Glad to see you again. How has your summer been....."

Teddy stepped off the train and got into one of the carriages coincedentally it was scorpius's his worst enemy he decided to grit his teeth and bear it counting the minutes when he could be with his girlfriend Victoire "hey scorpius" he said

OOC: Wait. Victoire and Teddy are Bf and GF. Cool never knew that.

Victoire: Wishing her boyfriend Teddy was here.

5 hours later.........

Victoire: Dropped her book as the train lurched to a stop










OOC: If I am not aloud to skip time ahead I will delete that part no problem.

"Well," Rose began to her cousin Victoire, "We went shopping in Diagon Alley as soon as we got our book list, and I've already read all of the textbooks, I'm just rereading them now. Hugo, of course, spent his entire summer chasing after one girl after another. I swear one of these days he's going to hit where the sun don't shine by one of them, if I don't do it first. How was your summer?"

Victoire: " My summer was good" She stepped off the carriage carefully and walked into hogwarts.

Dominique:
I smiled, at her garrulousness. I hadn't talked to her for a while but, I wouldn't forget her tendency of speaking in one breath. Of course, she knew I hadn't studied and, I knew I would need a tutor, why not Rose. I glanced at Victoire, and nodded in greeting.
"That would be nice Rose, thanks. You know me, I put off everything." I took out my text book, I hoisted my massive Arithmancy book onto my lap, glancing at the pages. It had always been my weakest subject. I had a passion for Study of Magical Creatures and, I could always lose my self in the text book, looking at all the beasts and, their ways. But Arithmancy, I had to try really hard to stay focused. It just wasn't a subject of interest for me.

Lysander: My mother ruffled my hair, warmly. "Remember boys, wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure." She smiled, this was something she had always told us. She hugged me and continued talking, her normal banter about nargles or snorcacks. I smiled and, looked at my brother. This would be fun. I approached the train, trying to walk with swagger. I slid into a seemingly empty compartment, realizing he had walked in on two boys who didn't seem to like each other, he recognized one as a Malfoy. All his since of fun vanished, he felt awkward just walking out of the compartment so, he stayed. This train ride would not be fun. "Um, hey."

Lucy was running to keep up with her Mum, Dad, and sister, "Would you guys wait up really we have 30 minutes before the bloody train leaves", said Lucy huffing and puffing pulling her trunk on the trolly. Percy Weasley turned around and looked at Lucy with annoyance, "Lucille Eliza Weasley you may not care about making it any where on time but your sister is very serious. Now if you would kindly hurry up it would be appreciated", Percy turned on his heal and caught up to walk with his wife Audrey. "Yeah sure she's real serious. If she hadn't been so worried about how she looked just in case she could find somewhere to snog with her boyfriend. We wouldn't be late in the first bloody place", said Lucy as they came up to the steam driven train. Her sister Molly had quickly pecked their parents on the cheeks and boarded the train looking for her boyfriend no doubt, or flavor of the week as Lucy liked to put it. She did love her family very much but the fact that she was just so different than every one else. Her mother always told her that she must have gotten the vast majority of the "Weasley", genes. "Bye Mum, bye Dad, hey you two don't have any wild, crazy parties while I'm gone or so help me", she shaking her finger at them and putting her hand on her hip. Her father sighed and her mother chuckled. "Have fun dearest", said Audrey hugging her daughter, her father being as socially inept as a slug nodded his agreement with his wife. "Right I always do", said Lucy as she hopped onto the train.

She went through the cars searching for a compartment to sit in, and amazingly she found an empty one, "Brilliant this has got to be a first", she said as she sat down on the seat. The leather felt cold from a year of un-use, Lucy looked out the window and wondered what the new year at Hogwarts would be like. Last year Hogsmeade had been Lucy's high point as it is for many second years. She breathed onto the window, fogging it ever so slightly then she started to doodle in the fog. It of course faded, just like it did ever year. She sighed, "Nothing ever happens to me I'm just Molly's sister", she decided to fancy a nap. So she leaned back on the leather seat and closed her eyes.

OOC: Are we at hogwarts or still in the train because I'm confused

srry. Its gone now

Robin walked through the halls of the school, she had shown up early because her "Mommy" wanted to go on a trip and if she came she wuld miss her first day of school so she had stayed at the school with the few teachers that were on campus. She brushed her hair out her face and sighed when she saw that the tempoary neon streaks from the summer were still lingering in her pale hair. Robin walked into the libary and nodded her head to the Librian and went to her favorite section, "Astrology and Mystical creatures" She plopped into a worn chair and started reading. She started to hear students entering and going to the main hall and looked down at her jeans and tank top and rushed up to her room to changed into the required clothing.

(OOC: I'm a little confused myself, so everyone who's on the train, get to the point where you're getting off the carriages and going into Hogwarts, and everyone else will wait for you to catch up. And Hayenns, will you please remove the pic and put it on your character profile, it takes up alot of room. Thanks.)

OOC: AH! Sorry for taking so long on this post. Forum went very fast-forward for me. I hope I do well for this one.

IC: Perhaps it was the feeling of routine, perhaps it was a feeling of mere finality. Either way, Albus Potter knew that what every September 1 of every year marked, the beginning of another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The start of his fifth year brought him to consider where he was at this point, where his father had to stand ready against the looming threat of his mortal enemy. As of now however, he didn’t even have anything to worry about, only about O.W.L.s for this year. He was mostly achieving E (Exceeds Expectations) Grades, and knew that this would be a harder and more demanding point in his life than any other test from his past four years. The goodbyes he exchanged with his parents was every bit as heartfelt and assuring as they were for every year and assuring that he would be able to do fine for this year. He wasn’t entirely sure, but found that a test such as an O.W.L. would simply be his adventure that he never had. He wouldn’t be able to live up to whatever reputation his father had, but Albus was willing to let this aside to dedicate his focus to his studies. Fortunately he had the booth to himself with the exception of Soren next to him who only made a few sounds by ruffling his wings and hooting every now and then.

It was when the train stopped that Albus knew it was time to exit. He stepped out of the train and walked among the many students with him. He could spot several of his friends he had made over the years and saw the first years headed for the small boats that took everyone across the lake and into the majestically built Hogwarts school that had long since been rebuilt ever since his father’s climatic point. As always, he wasn’t very talkative when it came to being among crowds, but always found himself being able to speak when he was asked by someone. He still had Soren in his cage and carried it below his waist. Albus Severus Potter was now about to begin his fifth year in Hogwarts and looked up to the lights that did manage to fascinate him every year.

Victoire: Looked around in crowd of students for Teddy but instead found Albus. "Albus!!!Good to see you" She called to her cousin. Then looked around once more.

OOC: WHERE IS EVERYONE!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

OOC: Is everyone gone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!??????????????????????????

(OOC: I am currently unavaible for the next few hours.)