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PostSubject: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:19 pm

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"liv can u add the kerm on the right im eating dorites"

"Don't look, I'm not yaoi. XD"


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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:20 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:23 pm

thanks bro

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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:27 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:33 pm

dis ma jizz:

The Brown family entered- smallest to tallest (Want a description? Here it is: Brian, Cam, Mrs Brown, Leah, Derek, Mr Brown), and no it wasn't planned they just all randomly entered that way. Cam was mumbling about how sometimes Leah could be a total bitch- "DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT WORD!" Mrs Brown yelled and hit Cam upside the head.

"Mother! Can you not present me as a fool in such a crowded and public area? My friends might see you!"

Mrs Brown looked at him even more angrily. Then, Derek snorted. "You have no friends, Cam-i-boo," he said, saying goodbye to his parents (proudly kissing them on their cheeks 'cause he's got self confidence and doesn't care- besides most girls in his Year consider him a bad-boy hottie. In fact, most girls in his school), and hit Cam upside the head, too. He then disappeared into the crowd, only to be reaccompanied by some friends of his asking how his summer was, and him eagerly high-fiving them as they all marched off happily talking and such. He was mostly looking for Will, though.

Leah crossed her arms nervously, and looked at her mom. "Will you miss me?" she asked with big eyes. Her mom frowned at her funny. "Leah, I'm going to the school! Remember, I'll be teaching!"

Leah glared angrily. "Mom! I don't want anyone to know that! Shh! Remember what I told you in the car?!" she said sadly. "Matilda and I don't want anyone knowing we're related to a teacher, especially one like you!"

"How do you know how I teach?"

"Derek and Cam told me everything." Leah said nodding. She uncrossed her arms. "Let's just pretend this never happened. Hey- I see Matilda, so I love you! Bye! Bye, dad!" she picked up her suitcase and booked it before they could do anything more to embarrassing, and ran off to say hi to Matilda.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:38 pm

A very hostile looking girl stepped out of the platform, and as she turned her head to snap at whoever was behind her she came to the realization that they hadn’t stepped through yet. She moved a bit away from it and then the one she was poised to scream at stepped out- Matt.

Jennifer made a ‘tsk tsk’ noise at him. “Honestly, next time you get your owl right up in my face I will do---“ She was cut off by their mother pushing through the pillar and hustling them to the more center part of the platform so they weren’t in the way of everyone coming in.

“Uhm…” Amanda whirled around doing a quick inventory- Jennifer, check. Matt, check. All that seemed to be missing was Trevor who was apparently too busy at work to come. (Amanda still thought he was just freaked out by all of the wizards)

Jennifer enviously glared at the Hogwarts uniform stuffed under all of Matt’s belongings yet still sticking out of his thrown together trunk. “I bet you’re not even happy to be going!” She whined.

Matt grinned. “Course not, baby sister. On the bright side of the fact that the end of summer is here, I know you’ll be at home… at school… no magic.”

She opened her mouth to spit something back but Amanda began babbling on all the ‘What nots and what to do’s’ of being a second year. Not day dreaming in class, stop trying to go into the girls dorm, things mostly along those lines. As the babbling continued, Matt looked around half praying his friends were here to give him an excuse to tune out the babbling, and half praying they weren’t so they didn’t hear it themselves.

“And remember, if you listen in the classes they actually begin to be fun! Uhm… I think that’s it—OH! Don’t go into other people’s common rooms.” She lowered her voice, “With being caught. Just have to be creative about getting in.” Matt raised his eyebrows at his mother’s suggestion of doing something against the rules, but shrugged it off to continue his survey for friends.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:44 pm

(What year is Matt in? imhappyplz)

Brian peeked out from behind Mr Brown. "This isn't funny! I want to go!" he said unhappily. "I mean, what am I going to do for a year? Nothing."

"Ohh, Brian... I'm sorry!" Mrs Brown said and bent down to hug him. "Look, you'll be able to go next year! One more year! Just think like that, okay? Don't think it's a year away-"

"But it is, mom." Brian said sadly, looking at Mrs Brown with his big blue eyes.

"Well, don't think that way, imagine that it's actually JUST ONE MORE YEAR!" Mrs Brown said spontaneously, lifting her hands up to the sky, then back down. "See what I'm getting at?"

"Yeah, sort of!" Brian suddenly looked really inspired. "Let's go, dad, or else we'll miss the train back home!" and so he marched off waving to Mrs Brown. She waved back to the two of them, and picked up her suitcase, heading for the teacher's compartment of the train.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:52 pm

[Matt's a second year, Justine 'u']


After a swarm of people- including the Brown’s, pushed through the pillar, out came a Hogwarts ‘veteran’, or, in simpler terms, a third year. One who looked like he just stepped out of his bed with his dark brown, wavy hair quite a bit askew on one side? But just enough to make it look semi-on purpose, so a bit cute. He tugged along his cart with a trunk much less of a mess then Matt’s since it was packed with tidy care the night before, and a large barn owl in its cage on top.

He wrinkled his nose at the sight of a large wrinkle in his navy blue and black striped sweater, and attempted to tug it out when his father- none other than klutz Clyde Fannings bumped into him.

“There you are, Immanuel! As soon as we walked in I lost you! Have you seen your mother?” He looked around, and then nervously added with a short laugh and grin, “It may be a bit hard to do with this crowd. Height and what not.”

Immanuel grinned at his father’s concerned. This same thing happened every year- they came in the platform with a game plan, stick close and push with your elbows. And every year Trenton and his mother got pushed one way by the crowd, and Immanuel and his father the other. It’s almost like a bit of tradition to Immanuel now. “Dad, we’ve found them four times before (two trains going to Hogwarts and two coming back from), we can do it again!” He grinned yet again, a grin that almost mimicked his father’s grin to a t.

Clyde sighed and began to stand on his tip toes, hunting for Robin and Trenton. Or, at two people pushing the crowd out of their way like there was no tomorrow.




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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:07 pm

"And I don't want you coming home this Christmas with a stomach the size of Jupiter!" A rather petite, red-headed woman scolded to a teenage girl at least half a head taller than she. "Don't you DARE go wandering off at that town of theirs. I don't want to hear ANY more negative reports of you trotting off with some inbred swine. And stay away from the lake!"

"Yes, mum," the girl babbled. She was tall, as previously stated, with her mother's orange locks intricately curled and falling over her shoulders to the top of her breast. She held herself well, head high and back straight, and she surveyed the waiting tracks below with thickly-lashed, downward-slanted eyes the color of rosewood. A faint smile danced on her lips, though the rest conveyed the typical, aloof disinterest of most girls her age.

After observing her daughter's reactions for an instant, the woman suspired and began to massage her temples. She said nothing for a period, then blurted, "And no going outside once night falls."

"Yes, mum."

"Drink plenty of fluids... Water. Drink lots of water."

"Yes, mum." The daughter gently smoothed the left ringlets over her shoulder so they hung down her back. Yes, Mildred Vainglory had always thought the hair-to-one-side look had worked well for her. Having allowed just about everything of what her mother was rambling about to enter through one ear and shoot out the other, she was certain that this would be one of her best years. Especially as this would be her last without her kid brother trailing her every move. Said kid brother was standing on his mother's opposite side, slowly massaging one swollen eye. He was nearly identical to his mother, though he, most prominently, exhibited his father's nose.

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Minutes after the Browns arrived the Digandis. Minutes after the Digandis arrived Alex, hands stuffed in his skinny jean pockets and looking needlessly dismayed. By contrast was his younger sister Louise, a hopelessly, hopelessly batty young thing with a manner and hair tone similar to a common, brown moth. By contrast was their mother, recently-chopped hair brushed as well as she could manage and a brown corduroy jacket slung over her jeans (She had been awfully cold as of late).

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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:14 pm

And minutes after the Digandis arrived, Amanda noticed she was actually right behind Olivia. You really could hardly make anyone out in this mass of people! Especially hard to see with the sparks of lights that flew up every so often.

She turned to Olivia with a grin, "I see you're still battling that cold, Miss-Immune system of paper."

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Meanwhile, Clyde and Immanuel were still ducking around in search of Robin and Trenton. Clyde narrowed his eyes, getting more and more annoyed with the situation. "How can two people get so hopelessly lost?!"

Immanuel shrugged, obviously searching more for his friends than his brother and mother.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:16 pm

Will led the way of a very strange parade consisting of the Sawyer family. He was obviously without the doubt, the grand Marshall. He was walking forward with a very strange and over exaggerated strut, and a pair of ridiculously oversized 'stunna' shades. By the way he was walking, it almost looked like was walking to imaginary music.

In fact, he was. To the song Dynamite, to be exact. God, Sophia had some pretty good music for a girl.

Emily was behind him, and she was trying to walk quickly past him, so it would appear that she was not a member of the following people behind her.

James and Victor followed up, talking quietly with each other. They were always good friends with each other, and they connected quite well. Maybe it was because they were both prudes.

Finally, Anthony and Hayley were last, sticking close to their parents.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:24 pm

"You cannot hit anyone!"
Selia Yashnid was screaming at Caroline Yashnid, the black-haired, kind of punky asian- the one that some prudish people would avoid in the street, due to the sole pink highlight in her hair and the heavy eyeliner- who was standing there looking bored out of her mind.
"No pot brownies--"
Caroline was about to crack a joke, but wisely kept silent.
"No getting in fights. Absolutely no cussing. I won't stand for it. And-- And-- Don't get into bitch fights. No boys. Absolutely no boys. Not until sixth year, honey."
Caroline started to protest, but Selia cut her off.
"And STUDY! I won't stand for bad grades either."
"Mum--"
"Absolutely no overeating. You need to stay healthy. Make good choices." Caroline was cut off once again.
"MUM! I'm getting on now. Goodbye. Love you. I'll write."
"WAIT! Where's your sister?!" Selia screamed after her.
Caroline grabbed her suitcase, waved goodbye, and escaped her mother's ranting by jumping onto the train. "Holy cow."

Serenity had dropped off Adam with a couple of kisses and promises to write, all those things, before running off to Dianna's football practice to pick her up. There was no tender moment. It just wasn't in the picture as of now. Affection was moved aside in lieu of a husband.


Selia was waving frantically to Caroline, who was looking the other way in her compartment. She couldn't be seen with the over-possessive mother. She had an image to uphold- she wasn't a preppy butterfly like her sister. Caroline had already said goodbye, there was nothing else to do. So, she bobbed her head in time with the song playing in her head, wondering if anyone would sit with her while she was wearing those combat boots and that I eat boys for breakfast and lunch T-shirt. But whoever befriended her would probably be nice, and tough, too. So, she just sat there alone.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:25 pm

Trenton stumbled around, his brown hair falling around his face. He grinned mischievously, the side of his lip higher than the other, and looked up at his mother. "You know, doesn't this happen every other year?"

Mrs Fannings rubbed her arm. "Oh, look! There's your father!" She walked quickly with Trenton and the family reunited. "Damnit, Clyde, you need to stop wandering away!" she said angrily.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:29 pm

Clyde dismissively hand waved the though of him wandering off. "Honey, I do believe you're mistaken. You are the one who wanders off!"

Immanuel tuned out his parents and glared at his brother, waiting for the single liner that would cause him pain until Christmas break.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:33 pm

Immediately, Olivia recognized the voice of her old chum. "Amandaaa," she said with faint joy, wishing she could worm around in the crowd and latch on to the taller woman like a koala to a tree as she used to. Maybe that wouldn't be such a good idea; she was a tad larger than she once was. And unafraid to admit it. "Let's just get out of this sheep herd." Fatigue saturated every word. Craning her neck for a moment, she saw that Boris had apparently gone ahead. She doubted he'd mind if she went on her merry way for a while. "Alex, watch your sister." With that, Olivia began to push her way through the side of the crowd, hoping to burst out into some clear stretch of stone.

Alex, with a groan, began weaving his own way through to take his younger sibling's arm. "Quit walking so fast, jeez..."

The girl looked up at her brother, smiling away as usual. "I'm dancing," she corrected him.

"Quit dancing, you retard." He pulled her out of whatever pocket of open space she'd found her way into, and on a reflex, whipped his hair out of his eye. Though, of course, it fell back, again obscuring his left side's vision behind a dyed-black curtain.

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And with that -- with no 'I love you', 'Have a great year, pet name', or any sort of scolding, even -- Adam was left behind on the platform. Trunk handle in one hand and violin case in the other, he watched his mother's platinum blonde top bob away into the crowd and eventually disappear. Alone, as always.

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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:36 pm

Amanda grinned at the quick response from Olivia, and pushed his kids along to the open space they found. She quickly scanned Olivia, noticing the larger-ness, and the fatigue. "Messages don't do a thing for you, Liv! Could of told me when you'd be showing up too- could have coordinated our arrivals to be fashionably late!"
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:43 pm

Tommy Waller and his loving mum and dad were standing at the train, absolutely astonished. His parents were muggles, and from the very moment the letter had came, the entire family was thrust from hockey practices to wand shopping. It was quite the shock- but Tommy always knew he was special, ever since he accidentally killed his sister's hamster- while he wasn't even in the same room.
His sister had been squealing upstairs over the stupid hamster, and Tommy had gotten so mad (he had wanted a dog and his parents had gotten his sister a hamster instead) that the hamster had exploded. Needless to say, his sister was traumatized, and his mum and dad couldn't figure out what had happened, but Tommy knew that it was him. He felt guilty, of course, but from that day he knew he was special.
And now, it was all real. His fantasies of being Merlin's son, or maybe the illigitimate child of a wish, had partially come true. He was at Hogwarts. Or, going to, at least. His parents were quite confused by the entire walk through the pillar idea of the train station, but he knew it was magic, so he simply looked around, grinning widely.
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:45 pm

Some time later, it was eventually time for the Sawyer's to get on the train, for it was twenty minutes from departure time. After some last minute face washing, hair groom, collar grooming, etc. Rachel looked at all of them smiling, but there was still some sadness in her eyes.

"Oh... I'm going to miss you all so much..." She reached over and gave Sophia a hug. "Oh, bye honey... good luck with your final well, I know you'll do great... and don't frighten any underclassmen, especially the first years." she warned, standing tall to give Sophia a peck on the cheek.

Sophia looked mischevious, but she did not add any snark to the final warning. "Okay, whatever mum." she said, her eyes flashing excitedly. "I'll write to you!" And she began to drag her trunk to the train, and went off to search for some friends.

James was next. Without any shame, Rachel also gave him a hug and cheek. "Good luck James with your NEWT classes... and James, please. Try to be a little less... controlling with the first years."

James the Prefect chuckled a little. "They're too excited at the time, Mum." he said. "You have to be firm with them."

"Right... whatever." Rachel said rolling her eyes. "But have fun!"

She turned to Will. "Bye Will! Now remember the usual rules: no tormenting children or scamming them, no rude comments during Quidditch announcements-I don't want another letter home from Professor Brown, don't be cheeky towards the teachers, and for the love of God DON'T have five girlfriends at ones, damnit."

Will laughed, kissed her, and ran onto the train with his trunk without another word.

Rachel then turned towards Emily and Victor, her eyes shinning with delicate tears in her eyes. "Oh... you two are all grown up." she whispered, giving the two of them a hug at once. "It makes me touched up."

Emily just rolled her eyes. "We see, Mum."

Rachel looked at her, ignoring her comment. "Oh Emily... have fun! I know you'll really like school especially, make good friends, and don't get in the wrong crowd, please. Oh, and be sure not to let Leah go down the wrong path. I'm counting on you." She then looked at Victor, and gave him an extra squeeze.

"Alright Victor... now remember. I don't want you to be shut in your dorm room with your books all day. It's time for you to make new friends!" she said happily. "And, well... be sure to pay attention in school, and write home often, both of you! OHHH I'LL MISS YOU ALL SO MUCH!" wailed Rachel with one final hug.


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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:49 pm

Leah passed a small depressing-looking boy, and turned around to look at him. "Dude, come on! You're going to miss the train!" she said, and crossed her arms. "You know, you need to start smiling, or else you'll make no friends," she said annoyingly. "You're giving off shitty vibes,"

Mrs Fannings sighed. "Oh, forget it. Hey, Immanuel, have a good year, sweetie!" she said and kissed him on the cheek. The boy was getting taller than her. Trenton smirked. "Yeah, have a fine year, Immanuelle!"
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:50 pm

(Who is she talking too?)
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:51 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:58 pm

Adam flinched slightly at the girl's harsh language. "I-I..." he stammered. "I w-won't miss the train; it just got here." One of his nervous tics kicked in; he began to adjust and readjust the position of his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "You don't have to curse, either..."

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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:05 pm

"Curses are just words. They're just sounds formed by moving your mouth a certain way, just as are dog, cat, avocado, water-bottle, chair, asshole, lamp, etcetera, etcetera. Either way, you won't find a spot on the train! I hear it gets crowded really really fast." Leah said, lifting her hand to pull a strand of dark hair behind her ear, revealing her dark brown eyes. "So if I were you, I'd get on right away. What year are you in?"

Derek arrived and found Will, running at him head first, lifting it just in time to give Will a rib-cracking full-contact manhug. "WILLIAM SAWYER!" he yelled loudly, so that everyone in the area heard- either way they saw this act first. And scrambled to move out of the way. "BUDDY! How was your summer!? It feels like AGES since we saw each other, when it was only a week! In fact, a week ago, we were together throwing rocks at that beehive! Do you still have the stings on your back? I do. They look like I have bacne!"

Dusty entered the tall area with his usual airy appearance, his pale blue smiling eyes glancing around amazed. He was still in doubt that wizards were real, but all that small doubt was scratched right off when he walked through that brick wall. His blond hair was falling pleasantly into his eyes as his face stretched into a handsome grin for a small eleven year old, and he picked up his suit case to get to the train. Nope, no parents for him. No agents, either. Nothing. This boy was riding solo. He always did, either way, since his parents were so busy. He knew how to take care of himself. In fact, he did get most of the fame himself!
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:19 pm

"Oh my God..." Will ran his hand down his back for a second. They were indeed still there, and he shuddered little at the memory the pain. "That was horrible... and Mum was SO pissed at me when I got home, and she was screaming at me... and it was all YOUR idea and fault!" he accused. "If you hadn't got that dumb idea to throw rocks at it, then we wouldn't have been grounded the last week."
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PostSubject: Re: Platform 9 ¾   Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:28 pm

"Oh grow up and be a man!" Derek said proudly. "We're older now, you know! We can't be degraded just because we're taken in for a week and have humble bee stings!"
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