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"Dante de la Cruz, correct?"

Dante almost dropped his wand in surprise when he heard his name, barely managing to make it look like just a different variation on the usual twirling he was doing with it. Turning his eyes slowly towards her, he listened how she mentioned knowing him from Quidditch. That tended to be where most people knew him from. He tended to be a bit.... Well, crazy, as a chaser in terms of his maneuvers, but even the announcer still managed to forget his name from time to time.

With a bit of hesitance, he shook the hand that was offered, mentally repeating the girl's name a few dozen times to try and ensure he wouldn't forget later. Frankly, the way she held his gaze was unnerving. Then again, he always got uncomfortable if people stared too close at his eyes. After all, if they were observant enough, they could notice he had a contact lens in one eye, but not the other. A colored contact, no less....

So he broke his eyes from her gaze, keeping them diverted away from this inquisitive girl. "Yeah... that's me" Dante managed a bit of a nervous laugh as he released her hand. Doubtless, she'd notice that his hands were rough. In particular, his fingertips were quite calloused, if she happened to notice such things. With his robes on, it tended to be much easier for him to hide his undernourishment, but when a breeze blew by, the robes seemed to press in far more than they should around his tummy. Though, given the dim lighting that would take some incredibly keen observation to notice.

"My summer was... normal I guess... I just traveled around England a bit..." He murmured. Dante had been able to overhear much of their conversation with his heightened senses. Normally, he was good about not showing such ability, but his nervousness now, coupled with his intense desire to avoid an awkward silence, made him slip up just a bit as he tried to put the conversation back on its original course.

Of course, 'traveled England' was a euphemism that was little better than an outright lie that showed in his eyes when he refused to meet either of their gaze. He had traveled around England, of course, but not for sightseeing. He'd been busking, performing on the streets to try and earn enough to pay for this year's school supplies. After his monumental growth spurt, he'd come up short after needing to buy new robes and had to spend the previous day busking in Diagon Alley.

Dante wasn't about to come out and say such a thing though. He didn't want people knowing he was an orphan, had no place to call home, and basically lived out of his trunk busking for money all summer...

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[The Silent Z]

The truth was until Felissa and meeting her some time back, Zedrick didn't have much experience with the Boyles, much like Zedrick came to understand Felissa hadn't with the Rosiers except maybe if her family told her of other Rosiers from prior generations. "It's a nice visit worth thinking about.." He added in reply to her with a small smile. "Yeah thanks, it was a nice change of pace." Zedrick continued in response from felissa and Took some notice to her pause, thinking over the returned question. A bit like maybe a full summer herself? Or perhaps trying to fill the empty spots? He wasn't sure but kept quiet and waits til she was ready to say.

A small frown in earnest took form for a moment as she mentioned Morgana after saying it was a uneventful one. It was too bad really, Morgana causing such a chain of events, decent folks to constantly move about before getting caught or tortured or even killed in some cases. "Oh.... That's too bad Felissa, guess I forgot Morgana still holds enough power to force such movement. A summer of ignorant bliss I suppose and just not being too familiar with the experience myself, blood and all. But still a horrible ordeal. Guess it's all a waiting game til someone brings her down and the regime out of power. Right?" He spoke up loud enough to hear and be clear, but not so loud it became public knowledge of his opinion on the matter. No need for targets being added to his back for others to advantageously use.

Meanwhile she turned and greeted the white haired boy from Gryffindor. While giving him that look to follow suit, Zedrick sighed a bit, a polite and silent greeting was a start but it seemed that was not enough at the moment. Dante De Le Cruz, chaser? Hmm..... Kinda sounded familiar, but again his last game against gryffindor didn't end the way he would have liked nor how hardly any games went that Zedrick played in. But waiting for her to finish and seeing the twirling wand escape his hand, before responding to Felissa and greeting. "A bit of England travel, huh? Not a bad trip. I suppose now is time for my name, right? Well.. Umm, Zedrick.... Rosier." He spoke with a fair and kind tone yet reluctantly introduced his full name and not just his first. Figured if the boy didn't know him by now, mine as well get the Rosier name out and in the open and get it over with. Being more open and greeting aloud like Felissa urged in her own way with the familiar look she gave him.

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[AI10100]

Mood: Polite, Curious
Location: Carriage
Interacting with: Zedrick, Dante
Mentions: The Silent Z One Mean Ghost

Felissa waved her hand dismissively. "It's fine. Being blissfully unaware is much better, actually." She told him. She actually did try to sound as convincing as possible that it really wasn't too much of a bother - because it wasn't. The twins' relationship with their parents is excellent, but in all honesty, their presence isn't a must for the twins. It had always been like that after all. Seeing them cook for breakfast and talk some before disappearing until well into the night - most of the time, the twins didn't even reach them as they came back home. So not having them around didn't do much in terms of their everyday lives - but the fact that they were not there because their lives were in danger still loomed over their heads. "Indeed it is. Though I don't think being too vocal about it would be good for anyone." She said, gesturing towards the castle where they would be going - where she was waiting for them. Talking crap about her in an area where she might be would not be a bright idea. Well, not unless they underwent some precautions and whatnot.

Felissa couldn't help but smile at the clumsiness shown by the Gryffindor boy. It was like he was so surprised that she knew him. Well then, she felt personally offended. She wasn't one of the top students for nothing, after all. But she let that one slide. Wrapping her hand around his, she gave it a good shake. Though, she did immediately notice how callous his hand was, but she chalked it up to him simply being a busy person with household chores or maybe it was even because of Quidditch so she wasn't suspicious at all. Though, the fact that he broke eye contact surprised her a bit. He must really be a shy one. "Travelling as well, hm? I should have convinced Felix to let us go to a road trip, I'm getting quite jealous." She said in a joking tone, a rare occurrence really considering the fact that she didn't joke around too much. She really did do it because of how Dante seemed nervous around the two of them. Maybe it would give him some form of peace of mind.

Hearing Zedrick introduce himself, she nodded at him - happy that he didn't leave out his name. He should be proud at how he broke family tradition and whatnot. That's one way to piss his family off more. She then folded her hands on her lap neatly once more. "Did you two hear the music from earlier? It was quite nice to listen to, and I could swear someone used an amplifier... or some kind of amplifying magic at the very least." She told them both, referencing to how Dante was playing earlier back when she was heading to the prefect's cabin.

 

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mood - Excited tags - AI10100 Mentions: Felix
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Bethany smiled as she watched first years coming off the train, they seemed so excited even though it was going to be a somewhat scary year. She walked to wards the carriages and waved at Hagrid who looked like he was slightly worried but kept a smile on his face. She climbed onto the Carriage and waved at Felix as He climbed on. "Once again, this time is our last time getting to do this huh?" She said and turned to face him smiling as birds erupted from his wand she clapped once they disappeared. "So how was your summer then Felix?"

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[One Mean Ghost]

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Luckily, it seemed like neither of the two were able to see past his lie about his "travels" across England. Though, it wasn't all that surprising. It was such a small thing there was no real need to call him on it, even if he couldn't keep eye contact when talking about it.

Felissa Boyle and Zedrick Rosier. He'd have to make sure he didn't forget names..

He listened quietly to their conversation, twirling his wand once more about his fingers until Felissa mentioned the music. He couldn't help a bit of a smile at the compliment, even if she didn't know he was the one playing. "It's good to know someone enjoyed it...." he murmured absently to himself. He blinked when he realized that the voice inside his head had somehow made its way out and he quickly averted his gaze even faster than before. It was bad enough James and the Captain knew about it, but people from other houses?

He kept his eyes out the window, hoping that they'd just not heard his little slip up.

Still, from the sound of it, they were rather openly talking about her. For his part, he'd been too wrapped up in simply surviving to monitor much in the Wizarding world over the last summer. Even still, he knew enough to know that talking about it so candidly so close to her current lair wasn't exactly wise. After all, they didn't know him, he could be an informant for all they knew, and here they were talking about all this stuff out in the open.

Was he really so unassuming that they thought nothing of his presence, or did they just implicitly trust him?


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Lucinda had spent the majority of the train ride chatting to her cousin about random unimportant things. A few times during the trip Lucinda struggled with the conversation either not being able to think of anything to say or accidentally being a bit rude. Occasionally she stared out of the window when they passed points that Lucinda found particularly beautiful.

Unbeknownst to her cousin when Lucinda went to the loo just before Hogwarts some boys from Gryffindor stopped her on her way back. They asked her wether crazy ran in the family or if she had to work at it. Using her Slytherin cunning Lucinda suggesting that they made fun of her because they were attracted to her or they didn’t have enough brains to not make fun of a pure-blood while Morgana was in charge. Getting rather flustered the boys didn’t see Lucinda take out her wand using the Slug-Vomiting Charm on one and the Bat-Bogey Hex on the other. Lucinda knew that she would probably get into trouble for this but she didn’t care thinking to herself that it was well worth it.

When she got back she didn’t say much only occasionally mumbling something as she watched the final stretch of the train ride. Although she didn’t have any friends at Hogwarts she still loved going to improve her magic and play Quidditch. When the train finally pulled up Lucinda shot up like a bullet “quick Evangelina let’s go find a carriage we can sit together” almost shouting as she ran out the door. Not wanting to end up sitting with any one else rushed over to the nearest carriage unaware that she had left her cousin far behind. Not wanting to loose her carriage she waited petting the Thestral having been able to since she was a little girl.

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Edith elbowed Coal lightly as she noticed where the older students were heading off to. She motioned towards the carriages and then took the lead. She randomly picked one with a girl already in it. For Edith and Coal they could care less as to whom they sat with, Blending in was the main focus.

They got in the Carriage with Lucinda and took the two seats across from her. Coal continued to let his eyes wander as they had been since they started this journey, while Edith's eyes locked onto Lucinda. She tilted her head a bit at the girl. trying to get a good reading on her. She was indeed strange, but not so strange from her own family. The Blackwood's were once known for their strange styles in fashion and in magic... Magic mostly. Edith wondered if their families name still wandered the darker arts and darker wizards and witches. Lucinda gave off a strange vibe, but not so strange for Edith. She once more poked at her cousin this time wanting him to direct their attention to Lucinda.

Upon turning his attention towards Edith, it was greatly taken away by Lucinda. He too had a questionable look in his eyes as he looked at her. Something strange about her that he knew very well that others wouldn't notice of would be able to pick up on.

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How did she spend so much time in the compartment with Dante and James? Once the train stopped, she got up in a very sudden rush, and ran to retrieve her things from her original compartment. Once done, she hefted them into her more then capable arms and walked off the train, piling them into the cart heading for the school, then wandered off to find a carriage.

As she approached the carriages, her normally steely expression softened in the face of the thestrals. Those scary looking winged, horses that looked like something out of your nightmares. What's it they call 'em in America? Jersey Devils? Not too far off to be honest.

She walked up to the nearest thestral and reached out to it, patting it on the snout and earning an eerie coo from it. Whether you liked these or not, they were damn creepy. Every sound they made sounded like it was a wail of mourning, a soft keening that fluttered through your ears like a butterfly, leaving chills down your back and a sense of foreboding. But Joey was fine with them. She had been seeing them since her first year here, and was plenty used to the eerie squeals of these beaked creatures.

Once done giving the thestral an appropriate amount of attention, she turned back to the carriages and sighed, starting to look for an available carriage. After poking her head into a couple, she stood back and considered her options. She could cram herself into one of the carriages, with all the other kids and have awkward conversations with random strangers, or... perhaps she take to her wings and head to the school blissfully above it all.

Soaring over the trees, joining the birds in the sky with her own feathers cutting the wind, she felt absolutely free. Nothing to hold her down, nothing to make her worry. She was an owl, after all- A silent terror of the skies. Not to mention, nobody ever suspected an owl in the wizard world.

But, unfortunately, she really ought to try and fly low (heh) this year- under the radar. So rather then fly over and have to find a place to privately turn back into a human, she sighed and opted for the awkward carriage ride. She picked a carriage at random and hopped right on in.

 

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Having been waiting a short while Lucinda got tired of petting the Thestral deciding she would wait in the carriage for her cousin. When a boy and girl sat across from her she instinctively put her hand on the seat next to her saving it for Evangelina. Who she hoped would be along soon. Plus she hoped these two weren’t expecting someone else because they would be sorely mistaken and she knows if that happened then her mouth would get into trouble.

Taking more interest in the people sat across from her she noticed how the girl was tilting her head looking at her trying to get the boys attention. When the boy looked at Lucinda he too was looking weirdly at her. Practically giving them both a scowl Lucinda practically spat these words at them, “stop staring at me and spit it out already. You going to make fun of me and my family like everyone else does. Well if that’s the case you better be creative because I have heard a lot over the years. Hell the Daily Prophet has made sure to paint me and the rest of the Lestrange family in a poor light every chance they get. So go on say whatever you want whoever you two are”. Thanks to the people form the Daily Prophet and people like them everyone new both Lucinda’s and her families stories so everyone always assumed stuff about Lucinda. At times they would even speculate and make things up about her. Maybe that was the reason she was always so hostile to everyone.

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[FireMaiden]

Evanglina BlackEva was enjoying the time with her cousin. It wasn't often they really talked with each other, and outside of school they hardly ever saw each other in order to really do anything. When Lucinda left, for the bathroom, Eva attached her arms and yawned. They were getting close to Hogwarts, but when Lucinda returned the air was a bit different. They weren't talking, but since Eva was looking out the window, she didn't mind. The view made up for it. When the train finally stopped, and Luncida bolted up, Eva followed after her.

Unfortunately, she was caught up in the swarm of other students, and her lack of height made her get lost among the sea of them. Once she finally managed to get off the train, she had lost sight of Lucinda. "Oh great," Eva muttered as she began to look in each carriage. That was u til she heard her cousin. With a small sigh, she quickly found the carrahie she was in, and two other people were already sitting there. In silence, with a cocked eyebrow glance at the two strangers, she took her spot next to Lucinda. Inactive User 002 Super Villain Nova

 

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Coal looked a little confused as to what the girl was complaining about. Something about her family. He glanced to Edith, "Lestrange?" he asked her. Edith shrugged in response. She then stopped dead in her tracks as the name came to mind. "The whole Voldemort thing." she pointed out to him.

Coal nodded slowly as he could now recall the name as one of the following families of Voldemort. He looked back to Lucinda as another joined them in the carriage, "Hate to burst your bubble, but... That's not what's so interesting." Coal shrugged as he began to look around again. They traveled at some points in their lives, but this would be the first time away from their family.

Edith agreed that this would be fun, if circumstances were different, "Sorry if we made you uncomfortable." Edith stated. Something about how both Edith and Coal spoke would rub anyone the wrong way. They sounded like they placed themselves higher on the social food chain, just by the tone of their voices. It didn't matter what they said, even when Edith apologized she sounded a bit stuck up. Her body language matched her tone as she sat very proper in her seat. Coal held himself similar to Edith, but he cared less in some shapes and forms. He seemed more curious about things around them than Edith.

Coal finally looked back to the two girls sitting across from them, "So, what is this place like exactly?" he asked. Once again, for some reason that tone of arrogance struck his words.

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[Locklaklazarii]

Titus was tired after the train ride to Hogsmede, he was ready for the feast in order to feel better, nothing like a ridiculous amount of food to make you feel energized after being confined for hours. He went into the nearest cart, which was empty, and then sat down, if at any point now was the one where he was most excited to go to Hogwarts, it was so close but just out of grasp, a pit in his stomach lit up, and inside it was like moths began flying around it. Why was he so nervous? He had done this trip three times before, was the thought of socializing really that unnerving to him? He just sat in the Carriage waiting for a few moments, most people had dragged behind because they were walking with friends. He looked out unto the scenery to the side of him, he got lost in thought, what would he do when someone came up? What would he say? He had no real way to connect to these people and their lives.

 

[FireMaiden]

Evanglina Black"Are you serious?" Eva asked, cocked her eyebrow. She didn't believe that they really didn't know where they were, because the two didn't look like first years. But who knew really. "We're at Hogsmade, waiting for the Thestral's to take us up to the castle, like every year." She still had her doubts that this boy didn't know where they were. There was a house as she decided to observe them first. The two she assumed siblings held themselves like purbloods, that much was obvious. The somehow elegant posture the girl had (Though Eva sat with one of her own), they must have come from some money too. Their tones were very...snarky. Eva already didn't like these two. "How could You not know that? Are you first years?" Though, even most first years knew what Hogsmade
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[The Silent Z]

"It's certainly a kind way of saying it.... But I guess it must be part of life now, as long as survival is possible, fine is home... for now as it were." He began to respond to her dismissive wave and kind reply to him. "Sounds like your surviving just fine, so that's good to know." Zedrick added accepting her answer for now and allowing the topic to change without further question of her, Perhaps it was wrong to pry and ask more and in front of others, as much as she helped him with a lent ear it was natural to want to return the favor and offer help to a friend. But he wouldn't force it.

"Amongst a crowd a shout aloud does not make one proud. But speak softly enough amidst a band then change happens, and a small wave of change and rebellion can spark a new life, change course of our fate." Zedrick spoke in reply differing of views on the choice he made of speaking up even with a unknown amongst them. To him a clear enough tone yet hushed to just them spelled safety enough for him, enough to speak up while others may not. Truthfully he was a Rosier, he felt like he'd seen it all, heard it all and experienced enough to not fear what may come. While feeling it nice to say aloud even if controlled. "Silence just breeds fear, fear adds to their power........ I see your point and I'm aware, trust me least on that, I know the cycle of how they work. but too silent is fatal and I'd rather share even if only a bit rather then contribute to a lethal dose." He continued giving a full response and his opinion on the matter.

The guy didn't seem desiring to talk much about his trip meanwhile Felissa joked about growing jealous. Leading to a double take from Zedrick as she sounded like a joking mood for the moment, a odd, rarity in his experience. But he laughed softly anyway and shook his head a small bit. While then hearing her next question about the music that played on the train earlier.... to which Zedrick couldn't recall, he honestly couldn't remember hearing it, butnhe was engrossed in his book and perhaps too far out of range or just too engrossed.

"No, can't say I did. Guess, perhaps, I was too distracted with my book. Read quite a bit in that compartment on the way here." Zedrick spoke up in response . "Hmm... You know who then? Appear a bit evasive, perhaps you played?" Zedrick asked Dante curious over the murmur and avoiding glances now directed out the window.

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Lucinda was glad her cousin had found her though she suspected that Evangelina had found her because she was mouthing off again. It was a constant problem Lucinda faced with her mouth getting into trouble. Turning her head to her cousin she smiled thankful that she had found her. At least she wouldn’t have to spend the trip alone with these two weirdos.

It wasn’t long after that the two strangers sat across from her replied to what she said. At which point she became a bit embarrassed that she had made that outburst but made sure not to show it on her face. It was usual for people to dislike her right of the bat so for Lucinda it was common for her to have these outbursts. What was strange and somewhat insulting was how long it took for the girl recognise. The boy had clearly run a blank on the name and the girl had shrugged her shoulders. Thinking to herself Lucinda was almost seething at how insulting it was they didn’t know a great and well renowned family such as hers. She didn’t care that if they had of heard more it would have been mostly bad things or that for most part of her life now she hasn’t even been raised be a Lestrange. It was a matter of respect and recognition of power. It’s moments like these when Lucinda’s old self starts to creep in.

Lucinda could see these two were very proper most definitely pure-bloods. Thinking to herself that they definitely thought highly of themselves. At the very least Lucinda was just about ok with the apology offered to her. She was shocked that they new nothing about Hogwarts thinking to herself they should have brought Hogwarts: A History. Lucinda groaned a bit internally at Evangelina for suggesting the silly idea that these two were first years. “Clearly you two are only going to Hogwarts because of the new rule of Morgana’s. I’m guessing you two are brother and sister and you were either home schooled or went to another school. So I’m Lucinda and this is Evangelina” she spoke quickly to get to the point taking a breath when she finished. “Now about Hogwarts I have book you can borrow later, but I can tell you food is amazing and lesson are cool... at least that’s how it was last year” saying the last part with a bit of a heavy heart not knowing what to expect. Wanting to cheer up she changed topics “By the way if you like Quidditch the house teams are good and if you like you could try out if your good enough” Lucinda couldn’t help but say the last bit in a snooty way.

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[Super Villain Nova]

Both girls greatly caught both Edith and Coal's attention at this point. For one Eva really caught Coal's attention. Her words alone reminded him that they were not at home and wont be for some time. Their life style was very much different from what others would see as normal. For one, no one really spoke back to Coal in a tone like Eva's. He leaned back in his seat as he studied Eva from head to toe. But the out come was a little different then what he had expected. Much like Lucinda to be exact.

"My apologies." Coal directed his words towards Eva. You could tell that his words were dull, but there was a greater meaning behind them. Something that he would in fact keep to himself.

Edith nodded to Lucinda, "We were indeed home schooled." She informed the two girls. "This is my cousin Lord Coal Blackwood and I am Lady Edith Blackwood." She nodded to them. Her posture was still impeccable as was her speech. "If this were to be more specific my cousin and I have already passed our OWLs and have graduated from our courses. Technically we should not have to be here nor take any classes." She gave Lucinda and Eva a small smile.

"Unfortunately, we can not go against the new law." Coal stated.

Edith let her eyes slowly shift towards Coal before looking to Lucinda. "The book would be much helpful... Miss Lucinda." Edith wasn't sure if the girl liked to be called by her first name, or by the last name she had given her earlier. "Our family has been..." Edith wanted to choose her words wisely. "Very distant from both Wizarding and Muggle worlds." She stated.

"And for good reason." Coal muttered under his breath as he was once again quickly board and his eyes wandered back to their surroundings.

Edith glanced to Coal before turning back to the two girls. "My cousin is not very good with first impressions." She smiled to them. She then turned to Lucinda, "I hate to be a downer on the conversation, but even if I do have interest in the sport, I am forbidden to play." Edith told Lucinda and Eva.

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[AI10100]

Mood: Approving, Curious
Location: Carriage
Interacting with: Zedrick, Dante
Mentions: The Silent Z One Mean Ghost

Felissa couldn't help but smile softly at Zedrick's reply to her. Truly, this man has been through a lot to think about things like this. He was only in his fourth year, yet his thinking was already mature. Most of the younger students were scared - silent and waiting for someone to save them from the looming evil. His family may have been evil and rather unkind towards him, but it has certainly honed his young mind - making it grow up before it was even ripe. It wasn't a bad idea. It truly did help when they are in trouble or in a situation such as this.

"I cannot argue with that statement." She replied with a nod. Most people simply think that being a Ravenclaw meant being book smart and being stubborn; however, hearing different views only added to the knowledge and wisdom of a human. Debate was something she liked hearing, but rarely participated in. Especially in casual banter, since she didn't have many people to actually talk to. So it was rather excellent for her that she had a friend from Ravenclaw - someone like Zedrick.

"Must have been a nice book. Mind if I borrow?" She asked politely. It was always nice to read something new. While the library did offer quite a bit, they only ever had wizarding books and rarely any fictional ones. While fiction doesn't offer as much knowledge, they certainly were amusing and something worth the while to read up on. Most of the interesting books in the library were in the Restricted Section, and she always had to go to Professor Flitwick to get a permission slip to find a certain book. Thoughts of worry flashed to her mind. Was Professor Flitwick alright? Certainly, he wouldn't have sat idly by once Morgana took over, but hopefully he was still there.

Felissa blinked, snapping back to reality and then turned to Dante. Zedrick had always been perceptive, like most of her Housemates. Indeed, the silver haired male looked rather happy - and kept his eyes glued outside. She was too distracted to hear the murmur, but Zedrick's suspicion helped her make her own theories. "Oh, were you the one playing?" She asked to confirm Zedrick's suspicions.

Mood: Solemn, Feigning happiness
Location: Carriage
Interacting with: Bethany, Johanna
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Felix smiled at Bethany and then nodded. "Yep, last time riding on this carriage." He said, smile turning sad. He then began to grin as he said, "But this isn't going to be the last time I'm riding a Thestral. Considering what I'll be." It was no secret that he was planning on either becoming the new Care for Magical Creatures teacher or a Magizoologists - both professions allowing him to work closely with Thestrals should he choose to do so. He then leaned back.

And the inevitable question came. How was summer? He could say a lot of things. Felissa was more composed when it came to telling lies about it - or at least half-truths. Felix though? He didn't know what to say and what to not say. Of course, he shouldn't say that his mother was on the run because of Morgana or something like that. There was so little he could actually tell. he rubbed the back of his head as he looked away. "It was pretty fun!" The vague answer would have been suspicious, but he actually looked genuine if not for him looking away.

A welcome distraction came in the form of Johanna - one of the Captains of the Quidditch teams. She was on Gryffindor, if he remembered correctly. He played with her only once before he ultimately quit the Quidditch team. He waved at her. "Heya Hayes." He greeted with another grin.

 

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If nothing else, Dante was getting very quickly up to speed with everything that had happened over the Wizarding world over the summer. While he had heard murmurs every now and again, he'd never really hammered down the facts. Between what these two were discussing and those rumors, he was getting a pretty clear picture of how bad the situation really was.

Though, there was the cynical side of him that found it rather hilarious that they talked about 'surviving' the summer while they had a roof over their heads, food in their bellies, and didn't have to worry about frostbite or hypothermia. Hell, they didn't have to work every single day, skip meals, and sleep in a trunk just to afford to go to school. Frankly, the fact that they called anything they were doing 'survival' almost was a slap in the face. Oh well, they didn't know...

As those cynical thoughts ran their course, he heard them address him. Apparently he'd let himself slip up and they'd figured out he was the one playing. Shit....

"Umm.. yeah.. Guess there's no point in denying it if you both got me figured out" He shrugged, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. Yes, he played guitar on the streets to survive. Of course, he wasn't about to readily admit to that last part. Especially not in company that considered their summers 'survival'.

His gaze settled on Zedrick. "A murmur could spawn a wave of rebellion in the right crowd. In the wrong crowd, such murmurs are little different than to cry out for death." he cautioned in a murmur. Frankly, the fact he had talked about it so openly in front of someone he knew nothing about was.... Honestly, foolish. Just because he was a Gryffindor didn't mean the couldn't be a traitor. Peter Pettigrew was a perfect example of that...

Besides, it was one thing to make all of these grandiose plans of a whisper revolution, it was an entirely different story to bear the weight of such a change. Over the course of human events, never did such change come across without sacrifice. Ultimately, if change were to happen, people would die. Not just the bad people. Plenty of good people would lose their lives too. People with families, people with loved ones who would have to carry on without them.

Given what Zedrick defined as 'survival', he had to question whether Zedrick truly understood the gravity of what he was suggesting. Should he start such a whisper campaign, would his conscience be able to handle when people inevitably died for the cause? Would he even care that people died, or would he just chalk it up as a necessary sacrifice to further his own ambitions? If the latter were true, that would make him little better than Morgana.

If Zedrick wanted to suggest such a revolution, was he, himself, willing to die for it?

Dante didn't voice any of these thoughts out loud, but there was a hard look in his gaze. It wasn't the eyes of a child or a teenager staring at Zedrick in that moment. They were the tired eyes of someone who had been forced to grow up too fast, who knew too much about the way the world worked. Normally, Dante made every effort to look on the brighter side of things, but hearing about what Zedrick called 'survival' after the summer he just had...

Well it rubbed him the wrong way...

A sigh escaped his lips as he resumed twirling his wand around his fingertips. "But that's just my two cents" he shrugged, breaking eye contact to look out the window again. He didn't know these people, so he figured it was best if he kept most of his thoughts to himself. Besides, even if he did start talking, he'd probably just come off as an asshole. It wasn't worth it.

"I wonder how many of the old teachers are still here... Or who took their place if they're gone...." He murmured, switching the subject to something else, for now. He wondered how Morgana would have altered the curriculum. He frowned a little as he thought about Defense Against the Dark Arts. It had always been his favorite subject, but he had a sneaking suspicion it wouldn't be the same this year...

Just how different were things going to be?



TagsInteracting with: The Silent Z AI10100

 

[The Silent Z]

It took a years worth of planning and plenty to do, yet the end result was more then worth it. Their came a point when enough was enough- Ones fate was their own and not for another to control nor decide when it would end. Love life and live it, speak your mind cause non other could speak for you, damn to the personal consequences as for Zedrick they came whether he was quiet and obedient enough or outspoken and clear in his opinion on life, magic and path he'd take in life. So speaking aloud came natural, if he lived a daily struggle, risked a daily punishment or 'Survived' it without losing his mind nor succumb to the seemingly easy choice of bending to their will.... The will and way of house Rosier all to end the suffering then death, facing such a fate seemed like a peaceful result which came by his hand, decided by him and non other because he spoke up and didn't care about a tattle, a spy, a mouse of a man or woman and the resulting pursuit by Morganas network of death eaters and whoever else was in her pocket. They may bring his death but he long decided it

"Some see it as the act of defiance, a act of foolish courage because of the 'what if' possibility. Such as a wrong soul to let in, a crowd too large thus leaving no exit point nor leaving much for you. Maybe a small crowd that was in her pocket..... too fearful or too elitist to care about such a person who'd speak. Thus your suddenly a fool, but I'd say if your prepared for any result, your taking control over your life and any result there after is yours to decide. Being silent just leaves the waiting game, when will it happen, will it happen, where will it happen.... Fear mounts and fear wins.... evil wins over good. Looms over all.... I guess you could say. Nothing to lose if your prepared to face it all and accept it... quite the opposite for those who may oppose or those who may have loved ones to think of." He added in reply to Felissa though he was realizing his response was too much rambling on about a topic she mentioned was one she could argue when it pertained to his prior statement

"Guess I still ramble on sometimes.... don't I? Even when I have no debate to counter or point to really make." He smiled a bit with a slight chuckle to Felissa. Glad to know he had a friend like her around during such times as these. Giving a polite smile and nod of sure, Zedrick went to reply to Felissas request. "Oh sure. Here you go, if you'd like a good read and something historical to last you a bit. This would be something worth trying out for your tastes." He replied kindly

Moving toward Felissa and Dante both attention wise. Zedrick gave a quiet nod as the two spoke up in turn of one another. A small observation was obvious enough and that was Dante's loner mannerisms during the carriage ride, brief answers, eyes kept elsewhere, gestures to keep his hands moving and twirling at points like before with his wand and when Felissa introduced herself to him. To each their own he supposed, brief answers and keeping to oneself were fine enough. Nothing say on it really without trying to judge when nothing was really known about him. Perhaps he was quietly judging them? No way to really tell and visa versa. Facts came through knowledge of a subject and experience with said matter, a walk through another's shoes not a glance of ones eyes and judging by ones mind.

For the most part at this stage Zedrick was quiet, gave nods and remained civil as nothing known aloud or through observations were certain enough or worthy of such actions that'd change his manners. But the Gryffindor turned gaze and added in with his own opinion while overlooking the whole underlying point to what Zedrick spoke on. The fourth year just shrugged and kept his posture much the same afterward, "Wrong crowd, right crowd, judge a face before fact, face a fact unproven and act on such.... You miss the whole point of it all. Sparking a wave is just a minor detail, a near pipe dream to end a hell that dooms muggles, mugglborns, half-bloods and blood traitors such as myself... Practically in addition any race seen as inferior by purebloods with elitist mindsets or elitists of any blood status really. The overshadowing point is speak your mind and live your life, and in your way.... I'll gladly decide my own fate by speaking against the majority of rule rather then rest in silent hoping for someone to give me freedom. Just waiting for another to decide whether to torture, kill or let me off with a highly unlikely warning. No, been there and tried that and it's futile in my opinion. I'd decide my own fate even if death is that end. Such as deciding to speak aloud rather then contribute to the silence. Least I lived and went out with my own call rather then not live at all and conform to a life I wish not to live." He spoke ending his outspokenness and clarifications on the subject and moving on from it.

AI10100 One Mean Ghost

 

[AI10100]

Mood: Impressed, Irritated, Worried
Location: Carriage
Interacting with: Zedrick, Dante
Mentions: The Silent Z One Mean Ghost

Felissa didn't outright show it with an amazed face, but she was truly impressed with Dante's usage of amplifying magic.. or amplifiers, but she didn't see any taken on board so she guessed that it might not be the case. Unless, of course, one of his trunks actually had a charm on it that allowed him to store the amplifiers there, but she didn't think too much on that. There was also the fact that he was actually good at playing it, which amused her when she moved from one cabin to the other. "You were quite excellent. It was quite the application of amplifying magic and your playing wasn't bad too.." She complimented with a nod.

Then, Zedrick began to ramble on about his previous point of how silence breeds fear. Though, she did not reply as Dante put in his two cents about the subject and how he countered it with his own idea. She listened while twirling her wand, growing more and more irritated as they argued about their points. Dante seemed like the kind of person to play it safe, based on how he's responding. He fears that Zedrick's actions would surmount to having himself killed in the process because of how reckless he is and how he simply speaks without much thought about the repercussions that might bounce back to him. Zedrick, on the other hand, pushes his point about how if one does not speak - in the wrong crowd or otherwise - then the will be surrendering themselves to the fear that would reign them all.

She didn't look up from playing with her wand absentmindedly as she spoke. "While I do agree with your views, Zedrick, risking your life is not a necessary addition to the solution. I assure you, fighting against what is deemed evil, is a noble act. But do not settle for being a martyr. A war is not won by being reckless. Your views is shared by many, you must find them first. I advise you to exercise caution next time." Felissa said, but then stayed silent after that. There was no point to be made for her. Only a show of worry for the well-being of the Rosier boy who was more reckless than she expected anyone to be on this time.

She finally looked up to look at Dante and address his musing. "Hagrid is there, at the very least." Felissa pointed out. "I will hope that the others are still there. Nurse Pomfrey would be a good sight. Though, if I am right to assume that Morgana took the Headmistress position, I would imagine that Headmistress McGonnagall is... not there." She trailed off at that thought. She had always admired Headmistress McGonnagall for more reasons than one - one of them because of her being an animagus and a Transfiguration master. The thought of her not being there pained and worried her. Even more so than not seeing their Head of the House - Professor Flitwick.

 

[One Mean Ghost]

Dante

Location: On a carriage
Interacting with: Zedrick, Felissa
Tags: The Silent Z AI10100

Felissa's compliments on his music were, at least, a welcome reprieve from the general tone of the present conversation. Frankly, Zedrick was a fool. For all of his book learning, listening to him felt like listening to the ramblings of an idiot. He talked himself in circles, and the way he so candidly spoke about dying...

There was no doubt in his mind that Zedrick was an educated fool.

Clearly Zedrick knew nothing of death. Perhaps he had seen it, accepted it, even, in order to see Threstrals. But he didn't know death. He didn't understand the finality of death or appreciate the gift that life really was. Then again, why would someone like Zedrick understand the value of life? Zedrick, from the sound of him, had never been forced to actually stare the possibility of death in the face. No, Zedrick had never gazed upon the distinct possibility of his own demise, at least not yet.

Dante, on the other hand, had felt death's presence around him many times over the past few years. So many times he had come close to knocking on Death's door, be it from the exposure, starvation, thirst.... Death was not something to be so actively sought for such petty reasons as to speak out in a crowd of enemies.

Zedrick's recklessness wouldn't just get him killed. It could very well get those around him killed as well. Such recklessness and disregard for death and the value of life was dangerous. Thankfully, he didn't have to speak his mind. Felissa, it seemed, saw what Dante saw.

Rather than entertain the ramblings of a suicidal fool, Dante turned his attention to the other member of the carriage with change for horse sense.

"McGonagall.... I wish she'd be there, but I highly doubt it...." Dante agreed as he kept his gaze on her. "If Morgana is anything like the last Dark One... I imagine our education will be.... different... I don't know about you, but I would make it a point not to trust any of the new faces on the teaching staff..." he remarked, keeping his gaze on her.

At least with this one he could have an intelligent conversation.

 

[Veltsu VI]

Fayette Lovegood

Fayette walked out from compartment, where she had been whole train journey under silence spell. Trolley witch had knocked to her compartment window when train had been near station, so shr had known to put school robes on.
She startled when half-giant yelled at station, but she followed him to boats like her cousin had told her to do. Other students looked weirdly to her, as they noticed that she had different skin colour and tail. (her cat ears where under hat)
When they where get to shore of the lake, where boats waited, some of students started to tease her, some who had noticed her coming to Platform nine and three-quarters with Luna Lovegood, started calling her with her cousin's nickname Loony and at boat, she was left to be all alone.

As other students let out "Wow!" when they saw Hogwarts, Fayette looked up. She hadn't saw castles before, but it looked bigger than her previous school. ​