The famous platform.
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I woke up from my older brothers Nettie
and twix running around
the house grabbing their last minute
things for Hogwarts.i wake up and
rolls my eyes at all the noise. I get out
of bed and start making sure
I have everything
I need for the train and such. I grab my
Book collection of various muggle and magical books so I have something to enjoy while at Hogwarts
Once we eat breakfast we head off to
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I say good bye to my parents
hugging them tightly as my older brothers
go on through. As I approached the renowned wall that I had heard countless stories
about, a surge of excitement coursed through me. This was the moment
I had been eagerly anticipating since my childhood. Growing up in a magical
environment as a half-blood,
today marked the significant milestone of embarking on my journey as a wizard (or technically, a witch).
With a firm grip on the bars of my trolley, I prepared myself to dash through those
enchanted bricks. My foot poised, I felt the adrenaline pumping through my veins.
My brothers had already ventured ahead,
leaving only me behind. Without hesitation, I sprinted forward, successfully
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As I go through and board the
train I find myself running through
the train attempting to find my own
cart so I can read my books and
be in peace.I find my own cart and
put my trunk up and take a seat and take out one of my books .
Last edited by Aliana Duke on 14 Dec 2023, 20:10, edited 2 times in total.
If my book is open, your mouth should be closed.
The famous platform.
"Dad, do you think I'll see a dragon at Hogwarts?" Theodore asked his father as they walked along King's Cross. The boy lifted his head towards his father, anticipation in his eyes.
"Try observing and talking to your future mates first, Theodore. It's a good thing you're not planning on hiding behind the first book you see, but before you look for fire beasts, maybe a friend could help you out."
Theodore lowered his eyes, looking down at the tips of his boots. "But dragons are so much more interesting..." He deliberately mumbled the words under his nose so his father wouldn't hear him.
A few minutes later, a pillar appeared in front of them. Theodore knew what to expect. He would have to run, aim for the centre and swing easily to the other side. And there the Hogwarts Express would be waiting for him. Theodore had been in anticipation of this moment for a long time. Even now his stomach was churning with excitement, but he stopped and stood still, his gaze fixed ahead of him.
Dad stopped as well, pushing Theodore's luggage a little aside and crouching down in front of him. "What's wrong?"
Theodore just shook his head. "Nothing. It's just that it's here already. I'm really going to Hogwarts."
"You are," his father said with a small smile on his lips, and like a good parent he fixed the collar of his son's shirt. "You're already a grown young man."
Theodore just nodded, glanced over his father's shoulder at the magic pillar and decided there was nothing to worry about. The train would definitely be there. It certainly wouldn't vanish. Dreams do come true, even if it takes a long time sometimes.
Then Theodore ran through the pillar. And indeed, the train was there. Theodore looked around. At the hustle and bustle. The crying younger siblings doomed to stay at home, the creaking wheels of the luggage and the whistle of the locomotive announcing that the train would soon be leaving. Theodore turned to his father, his eyes shining. He had completely forgotten that he was supposed to act like a mature young man, and without thinking he threw his arms around his father's neck. "I'll tell you before you would tell me, Dad. I'll write to you and Mum, I'll try to meet someone new, and I won't read the whole library in the first month." Then he pulled away, gave him a crooked smile, and moved towards the train with restless enthusiasm.
And then he boarded the train, following a group of students. They looked older than he was, so he didn't dare speak to them. Instead, he began to push his way past them. His father would tell him that he should have made new friends on the train. So he didn't even let Theodore pack a book. Theodore sighed. Meeting new people was always full of awkward silences and pointless questions.
Nevertheless, he decided to obey his father. He suddenly noticed a lone girl looking out of the window. She was reading and was oblivious to the world around her. Theo hesitated anyway, pushed the door open and stuck his head in. "Can I come in?" He asked, but his face turned red like a tomato. He took the first tentative step inside and waved, trying to get her attention. "Do you have a seat here?" He repeated the question. "I'm Theodore Caelum Abernathy." He introduced himself as if he were 80 years old and not 11 years old. But that's the way it always was when he had to have a conversation with someone his own age. He had lost all social skills.
"Try observing and talking to your future mates first, Theodore. It's a good thing you're not planning on hiding behind the first book you see, but before you look for fire beasts, maybe a friend could help you out."
Theodore lowered his eyes, looking down at the tips of his boots. "But dragons are so much more interesting..." He deliberately mumbled the words under his nose so his father wouldn't hear him.
A few minutes later, a pillar appeared in front of them. Theodore knew what to expect. He would have to run, aim for the centre and swing easily to the other side. And there the Hogwarts Express would be waiting for him. Theodore had been in anticipation of this moment for a long time. Even now his stomach was churning with excitement, but he stopped and stood still, his gaze fixed ahead of him.
Dad stopped as well, pushing Theodore's luggage a little aside and crouching down in front of him. "What's wrong?"
Theodore just shook his head. "Nothing. It's just that it's here already. I'm really going to Hogwarts."
"You are," his father said with a small smile on his lips, and like a good parent he fixed the collar of his son's shirt. "You're already a grown young man."
Theodore just nodded, glanced over his father's shoulder at the magic pillar and decided there was nothing to worry about. The train would definitely be there. It certainly wouldn't vanish. Dreams do come true, even if it takes a long time sometimes.
Then Theodore ran through the pillar. And indeed, the train was there. Theodore looked around. At the hustle and bustle. The crying younger siblings doomed to stay at home, the creaking wheels of the luggage and the whistle of the locomotive announcing that the train would soon be leaving. Theodore turned to his father, his eyes shining. He had completely forgotten that he was supposed to act like a mature young man, and without thinking he threw his arms around his father's neck. "I'll tell you before you would tell me, Dad. I'll write to you and Mum, I'll try to meet someone new, and I won't read the whole library in the first month." Then he pulled away, gave him a crooked smile, and moved towards the train with restless enthusiasm.
And then he boarded the train, following a group of students. They looked older than he was, so he didn't dare speak to them. Instead, he began to push his way past them. His father would tell him that he should have made new friends on the train. So he didn't even let Theodore pack a book. Theodore sighed. Meeting new people was always full of awkward silences and pointless questions.
Nevertheless, he decided to obey his father. He suddenly noticed a lone girl looking out of the window. She was reading and was oblivious to the world around her. Theo hesitated anyway, pushed the door open and stuck his head in. "Can I come in?" He asked, but his face turned red like a tomato. He took the first tentative step inside and waved, trying to get her attention. "Do you have a seat here?" He repeated the question. "I'm Theodore Caelum Abernathy." He introduced himself as if he were 80 years old and not 11 years old. But that's the way it always was when he had to have a conversation with someone his own age. He had lost all social skills.
@Aliana Duke
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Pax intus et foris.
The famous platform.
@Theodore Aberanthy
As I sat there, completely immersed in the book I was reading, I could feel the stress of the morning melting away. The outside world seemed distant, its worries and responsibilities fading into the background. It was in this state of blissful detachment that I suddenly heard the sound of my train car opening. Startled, I glanced up, my eyes widening in surprise. But as my gaze fell upon the unexpected visitor, my surprise quickly transformed into delight. A warm smile spread across my face, illuminating my features with genuine happiness. "Hey there!" I exclaimed, my voice filled with genuine warmth and friendliness. "Feel free to take a seat!" With a swift motion, I put my book mark in my book, eager to engage with this unexpected company. As the closeed book layed in my lap, I turned my attention fully towards the person who had entered my car. Their presence had interrupted my peaceful solitude, but instead of feeling annoyed or inconvenienced, I found myself genuinely excited to share this moment with them. My eyes sparkled with curiosity as I took in their appearance. Their face, initially unfamiliar, soon became a canvas for my imagination to paint a story. I wondered what had brought them here, what experiences had shaped their journey to this very moment. The possibilities seemed endless, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. “I’m Aliana duke! But feel free to call me ali!” I say as I reach my hand out for him to shake a pleasant look on my face.
As I sat there, completely immersed in the book I was reading, I could feel the stress of the morning melting away. The outside world seemed distant, its worries and responsibilities fading into the background. It was in this state of blissful detachment that I suddenly heard the sound of my train car opening. Startled, I glanced up, my eyes widening in surprise. But as my gaze fell upon the unexpected visitor, my surprise quickly transformed into delight. A warm smile spread across my face, illuminating my features with genuine happiness. "Hey there!" I exclaimed, my voice filled with genuine warmth and friendliness. "Feel free to take a seat!" With a swift motion, I put my book mark in my book, eager to engage with this unexpected company. As the closeed book layed in my lap, I turned my attention fully towards the person who had entered my car. Their presence had interrupted my peaceful solitude, but instead of feeling annoyed or inconvenienced, I found myself genuinely excited to share this moment with them. My eyes sparkled with curiosity as I took in their appearance. Their face, initially unfamiliar, soon became a canvas for my imagination to paint a story. I wondered what had brought them here, what experiences had shaped their journey to this very moment. The possibilities seemed endless, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. “I’m Aliana duke! But feel free to call me ali!” I say as I reach my hand out for him to shake a pleasant look on my face.
Last edited by Aliana Duke on 14 Dec 2023, 20:09, edited 1 time in total.
If my book is open, your mouth should be closed.
The famous platform.
Seeing the girl smile at him took a load off his mind. He hadn't expected her to kick him out of the compartment, but he had expected her to stare at him or just look at him with cold disinterest. The smile was a lot better, and some of the nervousness visibly disappeared from his face. He suddenly found the toes of his feet interesting, but when she held out her hand, he looked up at her with a hesitant smile and shook it.
"It's nice to meet you, Ali. You don't have to use my full name. Just call me Theo." He let go of her hand and took a seat opposite her. As if he had a ruler taped to his back, he sat straightened up. His eyes darted to her book. Theo bit his lip, reluctant to ask what she was reading. The words stuck to his throat and wouldn't come out. "What is it? I mean... I know it is a book. But... what is the title?" Theo asked, tilting his head to the side like a curious cat.
Curiosity overcame his nervousness all by itself. There was genuine interest in his eyes, and already another question was on the tip of his tongue. He looked at Ali. She didn't look much older.
"Are you going to Hogwarts for the first time?"
@Aliana Duke
"It's nice to meet you, Ali. You don't have to use my full name. Just call me Theo." He let go of her hand and took a seat opposite her. As if he had a ruler taped to his back, he sat straightened up. His eyes darted to her book. Theo bit his lip, reluctant to ask what she was reading. The words stuck to his throat and wouldn't come out. "What is it? I mean... I know it is a book. But... what is the title?" Theo asked, tilting his head to the side like a curious cat.
Curiosity overcame his nervousness all by itself. There was genuine interest in his eyes, and already another question was on the tip of his tongue. He looked at Ali. She didn't look much older.
"Are you going to Hogwarts for the first time?"
@Aliana Duke
Last edited by Theodore Abernathy on 15 Dec 2023, 10:43, edited 1 time in total.
Pax intus et foris.
The famous platform.
With a wide grin, I lay my book down and smile”this is a really good play yknow it’s called “Romeo and Juliet” it’s a muggle book!" I exclaim, unable to contain my excitement. "it was were actually my mom's when she was young. She's a muggle, you know!" I continue, my voice filled with admiration for my mother's taste in music and her connection to the non-magical world.
I can't help but gush about my beloved books, their sleek design and impeccable sound quality. "I absolutely adore reading muggle books," I confess, my eyes sparkling with delight. "They transport me to another world, where pages annd words intertwine to create pure magic. It's like having my own personal reading wherever I go."
As I speak, my smile grows even bigger, radiating the joy that reading brings me. I glance at the person beside me, hoping to share my enthusiasm. "Oh, my brothers are attending this school," I mention casually, my voice tinged with pride. "So, I've heard all the tales! It's quite amusing, really, the adventures they've had and the mischief they've gotten into."
A burst of laughter escapes my lips, the sound echoing through the air. "But you know what they say, laughter is the best medicine!" I remark, my eyes crinkling with mirth. "And reading is the perfect companion for passing the time. It's like a perfect way to transport yourself to other places in life, don't you think?"
I pause for a moment, allowing the words to sink in, before continuing with a mischievous glint in my eyes. "You should try it sometime Romeo and Juliet I mean it’s a really good play I’ll even let you borrow mine!”
With that, I offer him another warm smile, hoping to ignite a spark of curiosity within him. reading has always been my solace, my escape, and I can't help but share that joy with others. After all, what better way to connect with someone than through the universal language of reading?
@Theodore Abernathy
I can't help but gush about my beloved books, their sleek design and impeccable sound quality. "I absolutely adore reading muggle books," I confess, my eyes sparkling with delight. "They transport me to another world, where pages annd words intertwine to create pure magic. It's like having my own personal reading wherever I go."
As I speak, my smile grows even bigger, radiating the joy that reading brings me. I glance at the person beside me, hoping to share my enthusiasm. "Oh, my brothers are attending this school," I mention casually, my voice tinged with pride. "So, I've heard all the tales! It's quite amusing, really, the adventures they've had and the mischief they've gotten into."
A burst of laughter escapes my lips, the sound echoing through the air. "But you know what they say, laughter is the best medicine!" I remark, my eyes crinkling with mirth. "And reading is the perfect companion for passing the time. It's like a perfect way to transport yourself to other places in life, don't you think?"
I pause for a moment, allowing the words to sink in, before continuing with a mischievous glint in my eyes. "You should try it sometime Romeo and Juliet I mean it’s a really good play I’ll even let you borrow mine!”
With that, I offer him another warm smile, hoping to ignite a spark of curiosity within him. reading has always been my solace, my escape, and I can't help but share that joy with others. After all, what better way to connect with someone than through the universal language of reading?
@Theodore Abernathy
Last edited by Aliana Duke on 15 Dec 2023, 10:54, edited 2 times in total.
If my book is open, your mouth should be closed.
The famous platform.
Theodore, head still tilted to one side, stared at the book and nodded. "Romeo and Juliet?" he tasted the title on his tongue. He read hundreds of books. The stories of dragons hidden deep in the black caves; the stories of heroes defeating their prophesied enemies; the stories of Merlin and his wondrous deeds of magic. He had never heard of a book called Romeo and Juliet. Despite spending most of his time with his nose buried in his books, he had woefully little information about the non-magical world. And now that he'd met someone who could tell him more about even such a trivial matter, he didn't want to miss the opportunity. "What is it about?" he asked. The insatiable curiosity tainted his voice. Theodore came from an old pure-blood family with a rich history and an even longer family tree. The Abernathy family had never been one to judge anyone because of their blood. But even then, Theodore saw the Muggle world as almost a fairy tale.
Theodore tore his eyes from the unknown play and looked at Ali. He felt the urge to smile. He grew up in a large, empty house and had only one friend. His cousin Henry. The two were vastly different; Henry was adventurous, willing to try any shenanigans without considering the consequences, while Theodore was more reserved. Theo envied Henry's carefree attitude and longed for adventures of his own, but he only experienced them through books. Books held a special significance for him, and he only discussed them with his father, as Henry would react with eye-rolling and dramatic yawning if he mentioned his favourite stories. He has now met Ali, a girl of his own age who has fallen for the magic of books, just as he has. "I like books too and ah... I would love to read it,"[/b] he admitted with a small smile on his lips. He had a high shelf full of books at home. His bookshelf took up an entire wall and he had organised them by author, by subject and even by colour. It was his personal treasure, and for a long time, he had to convince himself that he couldn't fit the whole library into his suitcase. He resigned himself to taking only the twelve most important books. The memory of the red brick manor house, however, would remind him of how vast and empty his home was. When his parents were at work, his only company was his dog Merlin and the ghosts that haunted the house. "Sometimes it's lonely at home..." he began, suddenly biting his tongue, wondering if he should finish the sentence. "We have a big house, and sometimes I feel alone in it. And books are a way to get rid of that loneliness," he trailed off but didn't look at Ali. What if it was too soon to tell her something so personal?
Instead, he turned the conversation to Hogwarts. He was looking forward to going there, but even though his parents once attended the school, they hadn't told him much about it. Somewhere a pang of envy pierced his heart. Ali knew so much about Hogwarts already. His eyes brightened as he realised that there was even more he could learn from Ali before they arrived. "Which faculties are they in? I mean your brothers," he wondered. "My cousin Henry is about to start his second year, but I can't trust him! Last time he told me that he had to fight a giant octopus at Sorting and that we'd be sorted into houses depending on how we did!" he exclaimed. It was not hard to tell that he was having a hard time believing what his cousin had once said. "Have they told you anything about how it works?"
@Aliana Duke
Theodore tore his eyes from the unknown play and looked at Ali. He felt the urge to smile. He grew up in a large, empty house and had only one friend. His cousin Henry. The two were vastly different; Henry was adventurous, willing to try any shenanigans without considering the consequences, while Theodore was more reserved. Theo envied Henry's carefree attitude and longed for adventures of his own, but he only experienced them through books. Books held a special significance for him, and he only discussed them with his father, as Henry would react with eye-rolling and dramatic yawning if he mentioned his favourite stories. He has now met Ali, a girl of his own age who has fallen for the magic of books, just as he has. "I like books too and ah... I would love to read it,"[/b] he admitted with a small smile on his lips. He had a high shelf full of books at home. His bookshelf took up an entire wall and he had organised them by author, by subject and even by colour. It was his personal treasure, and for a long time, he had to convince himself that he couldn't fit the whole library into his suitcase. He resigned himself to taking only the twelve most important books. The memory of the red brick manor house, however, would remind him of how vast and empty his home was. When his parents were at work, his only company was his dog Merlin and the ghosts that haunted the house. "Sometimes it's lonely at home..." he began, suddenly biting his tongue, wondering if he should finish the sentence. "We have a big house, and sometimes I feel alone in it. And books are a way to get rid of that loneliness," he trailed off but didn't look at Ali. What if it was too soon to tell her something so personal?
Instead, he turned the conversation to Hogwarts. He was looking forward to going there, but even though his parents once attended the school, they hadn't told him much about it. Somewhere a pang of envy pierced his heart. Ali knew so much about Hogwarts already. His eyes brightened as he realised that there was even more he could learn from Ali before they arrived. "Which faculties are they in? I mean your brothers," he wondered. "My cousin Henry is about to start his second year, but I can't trust him! Last time he told me that he had to fight a giant octopus at Sorting and that we'd be sorted into houses depending on how we did!" he exclaimed. It was not hard to tell that he was having a hard time believing what his cousin had once said. "Have they told you anything about how it works?"
@Aliana Duke
Pax intus et foris.