[Closed] playgrounds to platform 9¾ [PV] - Hogwarts Express

5 Sep 2024, 01:31

Of course he wasn't here.

Her mother would assure her it was only a matter of duty. Victor after all did tend to wrap himself tightly in his work, perhaps forgotten the day altogether. The image of him slouched grouchily in his study, he'd began to evolve into their father with each day's passing. Fortunately the picture of Violet and Henry's beaming faces as Ames flashed her final smile was just enough to soothe whatever nerves fogged her mind.

"You will visit, right?" The voice of her youngest sister spoke out softly, a flash of bittersweetness in her eyes that Amelie so easily detected. The trip to Hogwarts was to be grand indeed, but the idea of no longer hearing their laughs was enough to leave her heart feeling weary at best. "That's if she doesn't get taken by a ghost before then." The jestful remark from Henry coerced yet another smile, their playful banter fading out softly after hugging her parents a final time.

The sight of the express was one she was no stranger to, after years of watching Victor board it only felt natural navigating her way through the waning corridors. There was hope to be found, laughter radiating from compartments that appeared to be filled with buzzing faces. She could be sure that he'd advise seeking out a quiet place, keeping to herself as he did. The eldest was always reserved, preferring the company of his books to people, and it was as if she could already hear his voice in her head: “Be careful who you trust, Ames.”

A cynic, really. But Amelie wasn’t Victor, nor was she not content to watch the world pass by from the shadows. She wanted to experience, and those efforts surely weren't ones to be wasted. The concept of engaging in conversation was hardly foreign, though much less a skill. It seemed personality just poured from Amelie, similar to a faucet that had been turned on and thus forgotten.

The only question that remained now was who would encounter that faucet. With compartments filling by the minute, the luxury of selection grew less the more she stood contemplating. Jumping into a car full of strangers couldn't be too difficult, though a face particularly stood out to her across the glass.

With a gentle breath, Amelie slid the door open. “Violeta?” Her voice came out lighter than intended, laced with a mixture of surprise and hope. She hesitated for a moment, then straightened herself with a smile. Manners still mattered. "Could I join you?"

@Violeta Roux

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Violeta Roux

Fourth year, Quidditch player, Writer, Slytherin

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7 Sep 2024, 01:38

01/09/2024
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Second year. Violeta couldn’t stop thinking about the new school year. She was obsessed. Obsessed with thinking about the new school year. She was quite anxious, and nervous, things she wouldn’t admit out loud. Ever.

This time, all of her siblings were going to Hogwarts. Including her younger brother, Daniel. He was even more excited to go to Hogwarts than Violeta had been in the previous year, if that even was possible. He had been talking and talking about Hogwarts the whole way there. Then, she looked at her mother. “Mother, I’ll write to you, and I’ll miss you… Goodbye.” she said. Then, the girl turned to her father. “Father. I’ll also write to you, of course, and I’ll miss you.” she wasn’t much of a hugger, but she gave her father a quick hug. She didn’t look at his face, but he was probably smiling.

After her and her four siblings said their final goodbyes, they headed into the Hogwarts Express. Cassidy and Angel ran off to go meet their friends, and Kati, Daniel and Violeta went to find an empty compartment. Daniel asked if Angel and Cass running off was normal, and Kati and Violeta both nodded “All the time.” said Katrina.

Once they found an empty compartment, the three siblings all settled down. Katrina and Daniel sat down on one side and Violeta on the other, leaving her alone. Daniel was quite tired, so he easily fell asleep and Katrina started reading a book on photography.

Violeta looked outside. The train was still stopped. She wanted to grab a book, but then, as she looked outside, she heard a familiar voice. “Amelie Halstead. Good to see you again, and of course you can, sit down. Don’t be shy.” she said, while slightly grinning.

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