Jackson Lyson's Story

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Jackson was holding the suitcase in his hand watching his sister run around the hotel room, gathering her items. "I told you to pack last night." he said, his British accent thick. Juliette rolled her eyes and continued to gather her things. She had a habit of procrastinating things like this. And it wasn't helping that her brother was just staring at her. She finally closed up her bag and stood before the mirror. She ran her fingers through her hair and smiled. The siblings needed to check out of this hotel before the manager made them pay for another night. They would have gone home for the break, but their mother would keep them from going back to what she called the house of Satan. "Okay I am ready." Jackson grabbed his sisters bag, like the gentleman he was, and lead them both downstairs to the lobby.

Jackson paid and checked them out of the hotel while Juliette hauled a cab to head to the train station. It wasn't long before they were at King's Cross. This would be her brother's last time on this train, but Juliette still had one more year. She was going to miss her best friend when he left. When no one was looking, they ran in between the 9th and 10th platform wall. Up ahead they saw a train and walked inside. There wasn't anyone on just yet well except for Maxwell. Juliette gave a shy smile at him and then quickly sat down. She wasn't in the mood to embarrass herself in front of the guy she liked. Jackson sat down next to her. "I miss Rosie." she said, resting her head on her brother's shoulder. Jackson patted her head. "I know."

This was the first time Phillip had driven to King's Cross by himself. His father had arranged for his car to be picked up from the station later that afternoon. Of course he wouldn't pick it up. He had business. He always had business. He parked in the parking spot furthest from the entrance. He took one last long look at his car knowing he wouldn't see it for months. Driving calmed his nerves. He was rather early, another habit he picked up from his father. He walked into King's Cross. 'So many first years!' he thought. They were always the first to arrive. First years were so eager. They were easy to pick out from the crowd because of their luggage. Phillip's father had arrangements to have his stuff sent to Hogwarts last week, so Phillip didn't have to bother with luggage. He remembered his first year. His father had made sure that he was the first one on the train.

Phillip looked around until the coast was clear and dashed at the wall between platforms 9 and 10. He waded his way through the cluster of anxious first years to board the train. He saw Maxwell in the first train car and nodded. He knew Maxwell from quidditch. Phillip felt like they had a mutual respect. He walked into the second train car and was surprised to see Jules and Jackson. Jules looked good, really good. 'Summer did her well' he thought as he wandered toward them with a smile. He knew Jules had saved the end seat next to her for him. She always made him sit on the end. He nodded at Jackson and took his seat next to Jules. "Soooooooooo... How was your summer?"

(I discovered lightblue was waaay too bright to be even remotely visible, so I had to change Kyla's to darkblue. Let me know if that conflicts with anyone)

Jack and Kyla Porter:

"Come on! We need to go faster!" Jack told his sister as they ran toward the train. Kyla had trouble keeping up with him at times. Okay, she had trouble keeping up with him all the time. But still, she would have to look after him. He always seemed to get into trouble, and Jack had this paranoid belief someone was hunting them, as well as any other person of their father's bloodline. Granted, so far they are the only ones that have had tragic things happen to them, but still.

Jack just dashed ahead with energy. Eventually, Kyla caught up to him, only because he did not know where to sit on the train. "Come on Jack, lets sit down before all the good seats are taken".

Eventually, Kyla and Jack found Phillip, Juliette, Jackson, and Maxwell. They sat down next to them. "Hey everyone? Have a good summer?" Kyla asked, before adding "This is my brother, Jack."

"Hey Juliette, Jackson, other people I don't know yet" Jack said. Juliette and Jackson had stayed over before since their mother was Anti-Magic, so he knew them rather well. He did not know the others as well though. Jack continued to look outside the window, as if he was watching for something. Because he was watching for something.

"Oh Jack..." Kyla started. "You are safe here. No one is going to come after you. There is no one after you". Convincing him otherwise could be difficult, but hopefully he would. Sometimes she we worried for him.

At the very least though, maybe his paranoia would make him less adventurous, but she doubted that greatly.