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Rita smiled when Oliver said he really likes her cat and could not help to giggle when she saw her accidentally bumped his head on the table but remembered he should not scream too loudly. She gently rubbed Peanut`s fluffy furs to make sure he is still asleep and whispered to Peanut, "Sleep peaceful, darling, there is still a long way to the school." Then, Rita turned to Oliver with a smile, "I am glad you like Peanut, he is indeed very cute! Remember to be careful next time not to hurt yourself!"

Then Rita was a bit worried when Oliver`s owl Wisdom tried to come close to Peanut. "Is his owl going to wake my cat up, or worse, even attack my cat? I`m worried!" She thought. Oliver was also equally worried and whispered to his owl to make it come back. Luckily, the owl finally came back to Oliver`s right shoulder and starts pecking his shoulder amusingly for the chocolate. Rita started giggle again, certainly not giggling too loudly, "Your owl does have wisdom! He is very smart and very funny! Thanks for introducing me to him! It`s OK, Peanut also gets nervous when he meets strangers and would start running around causing mischief, thank god he`s asleep by now." Rita rubbed Peanut`s furs once again, and felt relieved seeing he was still asleep, "Great! You shall sleep throughout the whole train journey without causing mischief and making me embarrassed!"
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@Oliver Brown

”Well thats a relief!”
He said

He then got up and said

I need some air… see ya later”
He then left and into the hallway where he felt free and relaxed.

He walked around the hall thinking about what he was gonna do. He wanted to talk privately with somebody but he decided not to do it. He walked to the window and noticed an owl Outside the window. It was a letter addressed to him. He quickly opened the window and read the letter. It said
Hello Oliver! How’s the trip? I hope everything's going alright! We miss you back here at home! Remember, if you need anything, books, quills, ink bottles and even just a letter let me know Enjoy your time at Hogwarts! - Love, Your Mum

Oh the back of the letter there were some more writings. It said
”Hey big bro! Hows it goin! I can’t wait to go to Hogwarts and see you! Who knows… maye you would introduce me to your girlfriend if you had one!”
At this Oliver blushed a bit
“She is crazy” he muttered
The letter continued
You gotta send a letter to me everyday ok? I need to know daily life at hogwarts! Im already practicing how I am gonna pack my trunk every morning! Anyways mom says its Lunch time. See you soon! - From your Lil Sis
He smiled. He folded the letters and put it in his pocket.

( I gotta go attend smth for short response lol )
@Rita Su
@Sirin Liu
@Bailey Glade

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Suddenly the train compartment was full with students, laughs and chocolate frogs! Not to mention a daring cute ferret, a very gluttonous owl and very lazy and lovely cat.
After Irina's arrival, a purple-haired girl, with beautiful blue-sapphire eyes appeared with her pet, a ferret, very cute fellow that seems to be eager to jump around making the new acquaintances by himself. "Hey..um...can I sit with you both? I've been wandering around but the previous car I was in was too desolate---I like to socialize haha.", the girl said with a kind laugh. "Of course you can! My name is Irina Sousa, whats yours and your friend's there?" Irina asked nicely, mentioning for the girl to take the seat next to her.

Before the girl could answer another student has arrived, he was tall with brown-black hair, the same shade as her own. "Uh Hi. Im Oli- Oliver, there aren't any seats left... can I maybe sit here with you guys? Don't worry I won't interrupt you guys, if you would like I can just stay quite for the whole ride or I could try to find another seat in another car" The boy presented himself. "Hi Oliver! My name's Irina! Nice to meet you! Please take a seat, of course you'll not bother anyone!" She said with a timid smile. Not took a long time before the last occupant to arrive, she had short straight black hair, big brown eyes that looked through grey-black glasses. She greeted everyone saying her name's Rita Su and she is a Hufflepuff second year. She is the most outgoing spirit in that compartment, very cheerful and chatty with a captivating personality. She was the one how brought the chocolate frogs and Peanut, the red fur beautiful cat. Irina didn't know at the time, but Rita and Peanut were going to be her very dear friends.

Rita and Oliver seemed to give along since the beginning of the trip, between getting Wisdom the owl and Peanut the cat well behaved and chitchat all the way, until Oliver left for some air. Perhaps that was a wise idea...not bad at all. Irina considered thinking between doing the same or picking up her sketchbook to make some drawing to pass the time...she decided for the last one. "You guys are making me think about getting a pet for myself, between the mischief and how cute they look!" she said smiling.

Oliver took a deep breath. He passed by the food trolley and paid for another chocolate frog. Shortly after, his owl Wisdom came out of the car and flew onto his shoulder. Wisdom started showing tenderness for his owner.

"Are you just trying to get me to give you chocolate?"
Oliver asked his owl. His owl hooted.

"Ah whatever here ya go"
Oliver said, giving his owl the chocolate.

"Darn it! Another Dumbledore."
He said.

He walked down the hall and he saw something odd. He saw a piece of parchment, wedged between the door separating the train car he was in and the train car behind him. He picked it up, and read it. This couldn't be... he thought. Hastily, he shoved the piece of parchment in his pocket then he walked back to the compartment and placed his hand on the door handle. Then he took a deep breath, put on a fake smile, then walked in.

"I'm back."
He said

He sat down in silence clearly thinking about something. He was so preoccupied that he didn't notice his owl was stealing some chocolates from his bag until he accidentally put his hand on an empty chocolate wrapper. He didn’t even care. He was lost in thought.

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With her sketchbook in hands, Irina was distracted making some random traces. Her mind was invaded with thoughts about her new journey at the magical school. What should she expect about Hogwarts? Will she be able to make new friends? What about the four different houses? Where they really necessary? What if she got wrongly selected and ended up with people that as nothing to do with her...the compartments door opened again, and the sound woke her up from her rambling thoughts. "I'm back.", she heard the boy say. Oliver came back from his stroll, apparently had bought more chocolate since Wisdom was fulling its belly with it. Wisdom is going to get sick with so many chocolate... she guessed. Looking at the boy he seemed distracted, lost in something that clearly was concerning him...something happened at the train? Irina glanced at the others car's occupants if someone would say something at him...She thought that perhaps she should ask him, he could need some help, "Hey...Oliver?" she called with a soft voice to not startle the boy, but he continued with his mind outside of that compartment, so she called again, this time leaning closer to him so she could slightly touch his arm, "Hey Oliver? Are you ok? You seem...like you saw a scary ghost outside...did you?" In her defense it was quite possible he did... "Wisdom is going to get sick with so many candies!" she finished with a timid smile at the boy, not sure if he was in the mood for jokes right now.

It took a while before Oliver registered what the girl had said.

Oh uhh… its nothing I am fine… and Wisdom has eaten way worse
Oliver added.

He grabbed a piece of parchment and his quill from his trunk.
He wrote : To: Angelica Brown
He quickly covered it when he noticed it was visible.
He wrote for a good 10 min before shoving the paper he had found a while a go inside the letter.
He placed the letter quickly in his pocket. He planned to send it when he got to Hogwarts

“So… do your parents work for the ministry?”
He asked Irina.
My mum does. She works as a Auror. But she retired after she got badly injured…
He said.

”Anyways, I just wanted to ask, when are your birthdays? I really like buying stuff for people. It became a weird addiction…”
He said

My Birthday is on the 28th of February.
He said.

But at that precise moment, his ink bottle spilled!

”Ahh shoot!”
He said while grabbing a towel from his trunk then started cleaning the floor.
Once he was done, he noticed the mess he made on his robes. He took his robes off to replace it with clean robes. He was only wearing a white t-shirt underneath and black pants. He felt so embarrased!
Im so sorry!
He said

Im so clumsy…
He thought to himself

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Oliver took his time to notice her. Once he did, his words hadn't match how he looked by far. He was acting really strange now, taking a piece of parchment and his quill he wrote something for a long time, carefully to not let any strange eye caught his words. Not that she would peek at it obviously, she knows how to respect someone's privacy. And for that same reason she wouldn't ask anything more about the boy's state of mind. If he needed help he now knows he could have asked her for it, she hoped at least.

When he was finished of writing his letter he turned again to her and asked about her parents, if they worked at the Ministry of Magic, "Yes, they both do! My father works for the International Magical Office of Law, and my mother works at the Department of Mysteries. Why? Does your parents work there too?" She deduced that they probably do, judging by the boy's question. She got right this one she realized, once the boy admitted that his mother used to be an Auror. Again, another question she wanted to make but would be left to ask, what happened with his mother? Is she okay after that incident? She was getting to much curious about that boy's secrets...but would respect his space since it's their first time talking.

Suddenly the boy changed the subject again, visibly not wanting to explore the same issue during long time and noticing this, it made it more clear to her that he was keeping a lot of unspoken things to himself. He asked about their birthdays, saying his is at february 28th and that he likes to buy peoples' presents. Weird...why's that? Irina thought getting every time more suspicious about Oliver. "We share the same month, but I was born on the 16th", she said smiling at the boy.

She turned then again, looking at the window, it was getting dark outside. Does it mean that we are almost there? She wondered. A sound of something falling caught her attention, a bottle of ink had spilled across Oliver's robes who was now changing those for some clean ones. He apologized seeming a little embarrassed. "Don't worry!" she replied, then turned to her own trunk to find some old rag from her painting supplies. She got up and helped the boy clean what was left of the ink on his seat. "It's not your lucky day is it?" She asked sympathetically smiling at the boy. "Do you guys have any idea about at witch house are you going to be selected? Any preferences?" She asked curiously returning to her sit.

@Taizu Miyashiro

The second-year Gryffindor boy seemed to be just as nervous as the horde of first-years surrounding him. Immediately, Sirin sensed that he was a gentle, shy, and timid person. Sirin was particularly fond of those people--they were kind and approachable. Sirin hoped that Taizu would like her as well--Sirin certainly wanted to make friends and leave a positive impression on the boy's mind.

Elysia, too, also seemed to have the same task in mind. The little ferret squealed and jumped around in Taizu's lap, enjoying the company of the boy. Elysia loved hogging attention and receiving pets from anybody--regardless of who they were.

"Haha, I-I'm sorry! Elysia just..u-umm...loves to socialize! I really hope you don't mind..."

The only reason why Sirin was so nervous was simply that she spoke to someone older than her. Sirin had the tendency to think of anyone older than her as her superior. However, she'd come to realize that Taizu was no more different than Sirin--shy, nervous, and afraid.
Eventually, he'll open up to me. And I'll open up and be the outgoing girl I once was.

Sirin gave Elysia a quick pat and set down her bags next to Taizu. She scooped the little ferret up and unpacked Elysia's treats to keep her busy.

"So...Taizu, do you have any pets?"