Can I Leave Now? PV Nyx Blackheart

I marched through the crowd of BO and hormone-ridden teens that were desperate to get home.
I scowled at them, thinking about how they were going to have a perfectly normal summer, while I had to go to back home to where my family would probably trying to comfort me.
I scoffed.
Comfort? Comfort would be to not go to my mother's funeral.
I didn't care about how insensitive I sounded.
I would not go.
I glared at the distasteful glaringly red train.
It was just as loud, and messy as it had been when I first stepped on it.


I so dearly wished that I could Floo over to the manor, but then I remembered why I chose not to.
The more time I have to be in my thoughts and to not have my family nervous and careful around me the better.
Walking on eggshells just because they thought that I was liable to break in a moment's notice.
I wished that my headphones worked before walking up to the train.
I stepped into an even worse crowd than before.
Everywhere around me were other teens who were laughing, playing, smiling, joking.
Doing everything that I felt was distasteful.
I hoped that Mikey was on the train so that I could at least have a friend with me but through all the hustle and bustle of the train, I couldn't see him.
They were also changed into normal clothes, which I had as well. I had my robes on but as soon as I had crossed the threshold, I ripped them off to reveal the outfit I had on underneath.


No matter, I would simply stay at the very end of the train.
Where no one would be able to find me and torture me.
I elbowed everyone out of the way, muttering insults that they were sure to hear.
I got a few yelps, a few "Hey! What the matter with you?!"
And one who spouted off curses that I didn't even know existed.
I wished that I could turn the music up on my headphones, but electricity wouldn't work on the train.
I finally managed to get to the end and burst into one of the seemingly empty carriages only to turn around and find myself looking into the scared, greyish, almost jade green eyes of another first year.
Now 2nd year, a voice in my head reminded me.
I stared straight at her, not knowing what to do.
I automatically turned the volume down, in case that the other girl started talking. Only realizing that the headphones weren't even working in the first place.

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@Nyx Blackheart

English - Japanese - Thoughts

June 30, 2025

Hogwarts Express

XXXWith a fascinating stroke of unluckiness, the compartment door opened right in front of her to reveal one of her fellow Gryffindors, the scary one. Well, multiple of them could be considered scary, but this was... Scary Gryffindor #4? This was the one who wore rebellious and dark clothing and often accessorized with silver piercings, way too many to be acceptable. Eonaria had seen her around lots of times.

XXXThis was the first time Eonaria had actually stopped to look properly at this particular girl, and the longer she sat there, the more things she noticed. Why is she wearing long sleeves under a short sleeved shirt? Where does she find the time to do that make-up? How come one of her eyebrows is white? What is the thing on her head? When can I escape?

XXXShe had no idea what to think. Actually, wait, she did. Can I leave now? She watched as the other girl adjusted something on the device on her head. Perhaps it was a Muggle device? But then it wouldn't work around here.... right? Eonaria blinked a couple of times before offering a feeble "Hello?" Why did she pick this compartment, of all the others? What was her name again? Would it be too mean to go find a different compartment? If she's going stay here, I hope she doesn't sit directly across from me. Wait, where's Raiame¹ sitting? Can I go look for him? Eonaria put her hands in her lap, hoping the wariness didn't show up on her face.

XXX"I thought we were supposed to keep our robes on..." she voiced tentatively, trying not to stare for too long. It was hard, though. The 'vibes,' as some other students might say, weren't quite right. It was both awkward and uneasy just being in the presence of this girl. Why is she staring at me like that?? Eonaria suppressed the tiniest of shudders. If she had to describe the sensation as short as possible, it would be like the opposite of her cousin.

.・-: ✧☾♩♪♩♬　. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.　♬♩♪♩☽✧ :-・.

I stared at the girl who offered a feeble "Hi" before looking very uncomfortable and staring straight back at me.
I said, "Yo. My name's Blackheart. Nyx Blackheart. But you can call me whatever."
I was tired. I couldn't handle anything else today.
So when the girl just kept staring at me, I thought that there was something wrong. Maybe my makeup was smudged?
I spoke again. "Why are you staring at me like that? Is it my makeup? Is it smudged?"
I took out a hand mirror and stared at my reflection, looking at my face from every angle. It wasn't smudged.
My mascara was in place, my eyes with smoky black.
I looked every inch the gothic goddess I was.
I closed it with a snap and placed it in my bag again. I looked around the compartment before lifting my trunk with ease and placing it in the rack above. I turned around.
She, I think her name was Eonaria, had asked in a rather hesitant voice if we were supposed to keep our robes on. I stared at her for a long while until I spoke.
"Yeah, we were. But I didn't want to because it was too hot and the robes are itchy. Besides, a lot more people broke the rules before I did."
I shrugged after speaking. If she was bothered about my reply, I wasn't sure. I plopped down on the seat across from her.
I lifted one foot onto the seat so that my knee was as high as my head.
I looked like a punk, or a gangster.
I asked her if she was a Gryffindor.
She seemed like one. And I had the vague feeling that I might have seen her around the common room.

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@Nyx Blackheart

English - Japanese - Thoughts

June 30, 2025

Hogwarts Express

XXXNyx Blackheart. It was an interesting name. It was almost pretty in its own way, but the syllables clashed in a way that grated on Eonaria's auditory imagination. She was pretty sure it was mostly the first name. But Blackheart... that family name stirred something in the depths of her memory.

XXXAs the name would suggest, there had been some dark things going on with that family... not that Eonaria couldn't say the same for herself. Hers was just... buried a little better. A little less public. The thought of the ability linking her family to darkness tugged slightly at the edges of her consciousness-- quiet, lingering, and constant. She wondered what had happened to Nyx's family. There were just way too many bloodlines to keep track of, and frankly, she would rather be learning magic than history.

XXXThe introduction was very casual, and Eonaria wasn't sure if she should return it as such or introduce herself in her normal, bland way. But before she could, the other girl pulled a small mirror out of nowhere and started checking her makeup. "Uh... no, it's not," Eonaria commented, watching Nyx as she put the mirror away and lifted her trunk onto the rack.

XXXShe always wondered if the luggage would go flying if the train came to a sudden stop. That was why Eonaria put her trunk below the seat instead of above people's heads. She didn't need any head injuries, thank you very much. She's staring at me... Nyx sat down directly in the seat across from her and propped her foot up on the seat. Eonaria might have protested her way of sitting if not for the fact that she did that all the time at home. Did she really have to pick that particular spot? There are seven other seats! On the bright side, at least Nyx didn't sit right next to her.

XXX"...okay..." Eonaria didn't know how to respond to that. Are robes itchy? Sometimes they could get stifling, but surely not that bad. It was summer, but the heat waves weren't quite here yet. "I am. A Gryffindor, I mean," she added after a pause. Did Nyx recognize her? "Eonaria Kabukimono," she offered in turn.

.・-: ✧☾♩♪♩♬　. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.　♬♩♪♩☽✧ :-・.