18 Dec 2019, 10:39
Little to No Adult Supervision
@Edea Baker
Jack wasn't sure who was more bewildered by the wall people could pass through - him or his parents. Right before their very eyes, wizards and witches were walking through it like it was nothing. At one point, someone stopped them to ask what was going on, presumably wondering if they were muggles who had caught on to something strange when they shouldn't have.
That was half correct. Yes, both his parents were muggles, but according to the letter Jack shoved in the train station officer's face, he, apparently, was not. This was a revelation his parents had evidently been keeping from him for a time for fear of what mischief he would have gotten into had he known. Not that Jack could blame them...but what did they expect to keep him out of trouble now that he knew? Adult wizards and witches? Not likely when they were bound to have their hands full with their own young ones - children who were far more aware of those sorts of things they could get up to in the wizarding world.
Those were the children Jack intended to learn from. When he and his parents finally made it to the hidden platform, got his luggage on board, and bid each other farewell, the boy found he could hardly contain his excitement. Not only did there seem to be a startling lack of adult supervision on board the Hogwarts Express, but many of the other new students were bound to know things he didn't. Sure, just as many were likely to be looking for answers as well, but that didn't mean they'd be useless. Often, when it came to figuring things out, weren't two heads better than one?
Jack wasn't sure who was more bewildered by the wall people could pass through - him or his parents. Right before their very eyes, wizards and witches were walking through it like it was nothing. At one point, someone stopped them to ask what was going on, presumably wondering if they were muggles who had caught on to something strange when they shouldn't have.
That was half correct. Yes, both his parents were muggles, but according to the letter Jack shoved in the train station officer's face, he, apparently, was not. This was a revelation his parents had evidently been keeping from him for a time for fear of what mischief he would have gotten into had he known. Not that Jack could blame them...but what did they expect to keep him out of trouble now that he knew? Adult wizards and witches? Not likely when they were bound to have their hands full with their own young ones - children who were far more aware of those sorts of things they could get up to in the wizarding world.
Those were the children Jack intended to learn from. When he and his parents finally made it to the hidden platform, got his luggage on board, and bid each other farewell, the boy found he could hardly contain his excitement. Not only did there seem to be a startling lack of adult supervision on board the Hogwarts Express, but many of the other new students were bound to know things he didn't. Sure, just as many were likely to be looking for answers as well, but that didn't mean they'd be useless. Often, when it came to figuring things out, weren't two heads better than one?
PC: Jack Burnett | iNPC: Ginyami Midorimori
22 Dec 2019, 23:04
Little to No Adult Supervision
Interacting with @Jack Burnett ♡
Arcadia watched with a twisted smirk as another boy her age struggled with the divide between the platform nine and ten - before her father nudged her with a elbow hard in the side. Straightening up her posture, her face fell emotionless and still as they approached the signpost that signalled platform 9 and 3/4. She had tried his patience enough for one day, one more wrong move and she was worried he might explode.
Without a second to think, his hands sat on the arch of her back, and with her mother beside him, they glided through the wall onto the platform on the other side. Students all around rushed with trollies filled with trunks and pets to board the scarlet train, and certain smell (although Cady couldn't put her finger on the scent) filled the air.
There were no long awkward lingering goodbyes - but Arcadia was just fine with that. Her mother simply kissed her cheek and smiled, then, just like that, they were gone. Taking the large black and silver trunk - with her families coat of arms engraved on the buckle - in her hand, she pulled it across the cobblestone floor and boarded the train.
Standing beside a boy with brown shaggy hair as the train let out its final whistles to board, she decided to introduced herself. Afterall, everyone knew the Hogwarts Express was the perfect place to make acquaintances with other first years, and she didn't plan on spending her next seven years at Hogwarts completely alone.
"Hey. I'm Arcadia. Are you a first year too?"