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Ophelia left her freshly dyed hair down in her natural curls. Green eyes searched platform 9 and 3/4. Her nerves caused her to pick up her pearl white kitten. As she passed students waving to parents and catching up with each other. She never knew what it was like having friends or parents caused by her last name though. She scurried into a compartment in the train accidently bumping into someone

Dawn hugged her parents goodbye. "Don't worry," she said smiling. "I'll write to you. And I'll tell you about everything that happens." She then hugged her little sister. "You'll be coming with me, next year kiddo." She founded when the conductor blew the steam whistle. "I've gotta go now! See you during the holidays!" She ran to the train, dragging her suitcase behind her.

Ophelia sat in a compartment by herself. She knew hers was the only one left but she also knew no one would sit with tom riddles daughter. A sigh left her as she scratched her cats ear "just me and you pearl. Me and you"

Adriatic rubbed his face. All ye wanted was a compartment of his own. Which he had for a while, before a gaggle of first years took it over. They were loud, and he stood out like a sore thumb amongst the short kids. He pulled his hood up, and sighed deeply. He hoped the whole year wasn't like this. He'd never been to Hogwarts. He'd gone to Ilvermorny for his whole life, and he'd just moved to the U.K.

Ophelia moved to go get a treat from the trolley before she was pushed into a compartment. Losing her footing she fell on a hooded figure. "I am so sorry sir really I am so sorry" Ophelia quickly got up apologizing profusely "I was pushed in here by what I think are first years. I've never been to Hogwarts before so I don't know who is who... I am rambling I am so sorry"

He sat up, and looked angry at first, but his expression softened. "Tell me about it...." He groaned, and glared at the rambling first years. He had a very prominent American accent.

"I am so sorry...uh..."Ophelia didn't know his name and bit her lip gently "can I buy you something from the trolley? Seems I made a rough transition worse" her green eyes shined bright with kindness.

He shook his head. "I don't really like human..." He corrected himself quickly. "... muggle foods. Or sweet things, in fact." He frowned, and eyed a particularly loud child. He was starting to get a headache. "I dont suppose you know of a quieter place."

"I have my own compartment with my kitten. You can join us if you want" she gently scratched her wrist. It was a habit she is trying to break with no luck at the moment. She has the same amount of progress on changing how people view her based on her middle and last name

"Good." He quickly stood up, and waded though the children. How do so many fit in here. he wondered, shooting a glance baxok at them. They where still happily chatting away about chocolate frog cards. Good riddance.

She gracefully walked to the compartment and opened it with a smile pushing her hair behind her ear. Pearl her white kitten sat in the middle of the compartment swaying her tail calmly "this is pearl"

He groaned. "That's a cat." He said, best re sitting down across from it, and staring it in the eye. He didn't like cats, and this was no exception. "At least its quiet, I guess." He mumbled to himself. The siren sighed deeply and lokkednup at Ophelia, with a raised eyebrow. "So I didn't get your name."

This was it the part she feared. No matter where she went London, Paris, America all the same reaction "Ophelia riddle"

"Nice name." He complimented, turning his a attention back to the cat. It didn't seem off or odd to him at all. "My name is Adriatic." He told her, he had a last name, but he never used it. He was sure they would use it tonight... He had to be sorted. It would be odd being sorted with all those kids.

"You um don't care... About my last name? This is honestly perfect" Ophelia smiled happily maybe just maybe things were looking up "what year are you

"What's the deal with your last name?" He asked with a shrug. "First, I guess. I just moved here, from the states." He kept his eyes on Pearl, he didn't want the cat to catch him off guard. "I went to Ilvermorny."

"Oh my last name right. My parents are highly known criminals And are in every history lesson. How old are you? That way I can't tell you what year you are technically in." Ophelia lifted pearl onto her lap with a gentle smile at the purring kitten

"You could say mine is too..." He murmured. "I'm seventeen." The white haired boy answered, looking out the window. "Its a lot better than Florida here, especially when you like the cooler weather."

(I've gotta go for the night.)

"So your a 6th year. Im only a 5th year." Ophelia looked out the window as the train made it to Hogwarts. (Ok)

Waking up with a start, Daniel sat up and tried to sort his clothing in a hurried pace. Last night had been a horrible day for him. He had to stay up all night, practicing hexes and jinxes on the dummies his father had set for him. This made him go to school, the next day, very tiring. He had said goodbye to his beloved parents and sister, whom he loved very dearly and set off on the train carrying him to Hogwarts for his fifth year.

Finished cleaning up his robes, he took his broom, bags, and owl off the train and onto the pavement leading them to Hogwarts. Breathing in one huge breath, the journey had begun pleasantly...hopefully. And to that, he set off to Hogwarts, calmly walking towards the chariot with the Thestrals waiting for him and some other students.