OOC: Followed From My Ticket

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skating gives confidence - and possibly some friendships

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Percival was tired. Too tired to be fixed by just one cup of coffee. The boy had stayed up late packing his things. Before staying up even later double checking he had packed everything. Percival didn't trust his butler to pack it for him. He couldn't afford the butler to report what he brought to Hogwarts, and he certainly couldn't trust him to not remove things from his list of things to pack. Percival had quite a few things that he brought that he would find it hard to explain to his Uncle.. or to his parents. After the events over the summer, the usually stuffy halls of the manor felt ice cold. Something bad had happened that night, but no one would give him any answers. His inquires were shot down in seconds with stern looks and harsh words. It had left a sour taste in his mouth as disappointment weighed heavy in his stomach.

The journey from Chester to King Cross was a long journey even with the ability to floo. Percival was ready to crash in a passenger car with Hanako. With any luck, they would be able to keep the loud first-years out of the car. Allowing himself a chance to nap. Percival glanced towards his mother's lithe figure as she gracefully marched forward. The boy wondered how she was able to exude power while remaining graceful with each step. It was a talent he tried to replicate, but his shoes still clipped angrily into the ground rather than gracefully. His left hand tugged his trunk behind him. While his right hand held the handle of his guitar case. The boy gripped the guitar handle as if his entire life depended on it, and to himself, it felt exactly like that. Things were going well his mother had made a few comments about mudbloods here and there. Percival would give a small chuckle before agreeing whole-heartedly. Though things seemed to be destined to go wrong as he felt a girl shove into him. The boy stumbled but was able to catch himself while the girl fell to the ground. Percival offered no help his hands both full with his stuff and even if they weren't he still wouldn't have helped.

The boy narrowed eyes as he took in the appearance of a girl. "HEY! Watch where you're going firstie." he snapped in an irritated of his tone. Percival could see from his peripheral vision of his mother turning towards him. "I swear no one at this school has any manners." he would mutter to her. His mother gave no pause to the girl sprawled on the floor, instead turning to say goodbye to her son. "I expect to see an improvement this year. I will see you during your break." she said simply before turning and leaving.

Percival barely nodded before turning to look back towards the first-year. The boy would curl his lip as the girl asked him to move. His gaze would glance down to see that he was indeed standing on pieces of paper. Percival put pressure on his foot grinding the paper back and forth. "Watch where you're going next time." the boy would huff before turning away from her. It was time to get on the train and there was no time to waste.

Exiting the thread unless forcibly stopped.

Interacting with: @Lilvi Rose Quirk
Mentioning: @Hanako Tone