I took a train outta New Orleans [Open]

[demetrius]

and they shot me full of ephedrine.
This is how we like to do it in the murder scene.
Can we settle up the score?

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Demetrius Aleksandr Hawthorne sighed as he pulled his red and black trunk out of the back of his dad's Explorer. His mom was ranting and raving again. She had at least told him to be careful, make lots of friends, don't go exploring past the curfew, no detentions, make good grades, and mostly have fun. Fun. He sneered at the word as he rolled his eyes. Luckily only his brother Ivan noticed.

He began walking with his folks and younger brother to Platform 9 3/4. After carrying his own trunk through the gray barrier he sat his trunk on the ground as his mother put her cold hands on his warm cheeks. "Now Demetrius. Be careful. I can't afford to loose you. Be safe. Please. Try not to get into trouble. Be nice. It won't hurt you," she said finishing it off with a kiss on his forehead. Deme sighed and wiped his forehead. That was embarrassing.

"Maman⁺," he said in Russian, I'll be fine. I'm a big boy remember. I'm not even going to talk so you don't have to worry about anything. The only words he would say was 'Get out my way' or something sarcastic. Aleksandr looked to his son. "Listen to your maman Demetrius," he said sternly knowing Deme long enough that he was thinking something sarcastic already. "I will Papa," he said with a fake smile.

The train whistle blew and Valeryia Hawthorne kissed her son's head again. "I love you." Demetrius put his arms around his small mom and closed his eyes. "I...love...you...too," he said just barely getting the words out. Mrs. Hawthorne smiled and patted her sons back as Mr. Hawthorne put his hand on Demetrius' sholder. It was like yesterday they were taking their wands from him. Now he was off with his own wand and learning magic.

Demetrius looked to his father and blinked. He let go of his mom and ruffled his brother's hair. Ivan began fixing his dark brown hair. "Stop it Demetrius. Gosh. I just fixed it." Deme said good-bye to his family and picked up his trunk and got onto the Hogwarts Express.

On the Hogwarts Express he found a compartment after shoving people out of his way. Slow stupid people. Demetrius slung his trunk on the top of the trunk holder and he sat down on the discusting red and gold and gray fabric of the comfortable seat. Deme propped his feet on the seat across from him and got out his iPod. His parents had mentioned something about the electronic stuff won't work at Hogwarts. How else was Demetrius going to live? Gosh.

He turned his iPod around till he got to My Chemical Romance and pushed 'Kill All Your Friends'. Demetrius looked out the window and watched the scenery begin to fly past him.

[+ Maman means 'Mama' in Russian.]

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[midnightsun]

They swarmed like bees, moving in groups, bustling, and pushing without a care. It was almost like a jungle of animals trying to escape from a fire; wild and filled with the instinct to survive. Though this wasn't a jungle nor was there a fire to cause such hurried movements. It was simply a train station filled with people of all sorts.

Anna Rowley turned her attention away from the mass of people and to the man that was standing beside her. His face was scrunched up in thought and his eyes were moving quickly to the many signs that were hanging on the walls. She didn't bother him or make any movement to point out a young child with an owl caged upon a cart. No, she would simply let him see this himself. After all, it seemed that he needed some sort of satisfaction.

"Come along, Anna. I remember now."

Gripping the handles to the cart carrying her trunk, Anna followed her father through the mass of people before coming upon a rather deserted looking wall. With a simple glance of Anna's light blue eyes, Christopher gave his daughter a small smile before walking through the wall. Most would be amazed at this. It wasn't everyday people walked through walls, but she wasn't. In fact, Anna was expecting something like that to happen. After all, she had learned about a year ago that magic was real and that her father was a wizard.

With a small sigh, she pushed her cart forward, entering a whole new world filled with magic. However, Anna couldn't help be slightly disappointed upon seeing a train. Was that really the best they could come up with? A big train? Honestly, something a bit more creative would have been appreciated.

"Now be careful, write, and try to speak more. I honestly think this will be good for you, Anna. And don't worry about your mother. She'll come around..."

Almost instantly after the words had left her father's lips, a pair of arms wrapped around her thin body in an embrace. But just as soon as the embrace had happened, she felt it leave, instead feeling a little push. Anna's lips moved upward slightly, giving her father a half wave before boarding the train with her trunk in tow.

You can't be serious. All the compartments are filled...

The train had already started moving as Anna searched for a compartment with room for her and so far, all were filled. Though as she opened one of the last compartments and looked in, relief began spreading through her. There was only one person in this one meaning that there was clearly enough room for her as well. With a small sigh, Anna pushed open the door fully, glancing at the occupant of the compartment. He looked to be around her age and seemed like he didn't want to be bothered. Any other time Anna would have just sat down without a word, but this guy had his feet propped up on the seat across from him. The place where she wanted to sit.

"Could you move your feet so I can sit there? There aren't any other compartments left..."

It was then that she noticed the ipod. He probably hadn't heard a word that she had said. Great. Just great. Now she would have to get his attention another way. Wrinkling her nose slightly in annoyance, Anna poked the guy in the shoulder, raising her voice slightly.

"Could you please move your feet?"

[demetrius]

Demetrius kept his eyes on the scenery that was moving past him. There wasn’t much to look at since you couldn’t see anything anyway. The train was moving way too fast to get detail on what they were going past. Where was this Hogwarts anyway? Why did it have to so far from London? Why couldn’t Hogwarts be like a private school and no one could go near the building unless they were a magical person? Wouldn’t that more sense than taking a handful and more students on a train taking them out to the middle of nowhere?

He looked down to his iPod and changed the song to of his new favorite HIM songs. Demetrius had always been a fan of the Finnish metal band but their new album was a bit different. It was hard like their old stuff yet it still had a key sound like their last album, Dark light. The Russian wizard closed his eyes and put his head against the backing of the seat. What else was there to do on a train? How long would they even be on the train? Would someone or something kidnap them? Deme particularly didn’t care.

Blinded I am and so are you; by shedding tears. Confusion that separates us two, we hold dear. Just look into my eyes. Kiss our fears goodbye. I'm reaching for your shadow. Drowning in the kiss of dawn. Touching the pain that you left me with at the kiss of dawn.

I'm tired of the games I'm playing with you when you're not here. Death frees from the fear of dying. It's true, have no fear. Let me look into your eyes and see death pass us by. I'm reaching for your shadow. Drowning in the kiss of dawn. Touching the pain you left me with at the kiss of-

The young wizard opened his eyes. There was a girl in the compartment now and she didn’t look too happy. Why was she here? What did she want? Demetrius Hawthorne went immediately frustrated at this girl. He snorted at the frustration and turned his ipod higher so that she could hear that he really didn’t want company.

Now remember what your mother said about being mean to people.

At that he removed his feet from where the girl was going to sit. Demetrius readjusted himself by getting up and sat by down leaning against the wall of the compartment and stretching himself out on the seat sideways. There. Now his feet would be propped up how he liked. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Easily frustrated he was with people.

The girl hadn’t done anything wrong at all. Demetrius just didn’t like being around people. Why on earth would anyone want to be around people he would never know. People were just so…complicated. They lied, they deceive, they cried, laughed, smiled, frowned, lied some more, commit sins, listen to other people tell them how their lives should be. Yet not one would stick up for themselves. It disgusted him beyond what his mom could imagine.

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[midnightsun]

Light blues eyes waited for a reaction to know that the boy had heard her the second time around. She knew that he did when his eyes opened, clearly noting her presence. However, he did something that Anna wasn't quite expecting. He snorted and seemed to be either turning his ipod higher or simply changing the song. For a moment, she doubted that this train ride was going to end well, especially if her temper were to rise. There was no way she was willing to sit outside in the hallway, degrading herself. Though her doubt was altered when movement out of the corner of her eyes caught her attention. They boy had moved for her, causing a small twitch of her lips.

Anna stepped away from the compartment door, closing it carefully before sitting down on the seat opposite from the boy. It was then that she took the chance to observe him. He seemed quiet and it was clear to her that he was not the most friendliest person in the world. Though she wasn't bothered by this. At least by being in a compartment with someone like him, she wouldn't have to suffer through answering endless questions that absolutely had no point. If a question should be asked, it should at least be worth it. Why waste your words on worthless things?

It was at this thought that caused Anna to shift her eyes from the boy in front of her and to the window. It was bad of her to think that. Her father would be more than disappointed, but perhaps he knew by now not to have any hope in her. Friends didn't usually work out because of her non-social attitude and emotionless demeanor.

A small sigh escaped her lips as Anna focused on the blurs passing by. The colors were meshing together from the train moving so quickly, causing Anna to instantly think of art. It reminded her of paintings that she had seen and she couldn't help but wonder whether or not other people noticed these things as well. Probably not. Art was merely something insignificant to most.

I wonder what that boy is listening to on his ipod...
and why he is the way he is... something probably happened...something always changes people.

Anna put some of her dark colored hair behind her ear as she bit lightly on her lower lip. (Horrible habit that she had picked up) Turning her attention back to boy that had so kindly moved his feet for her convenience, she decided to do what her father had asked...speak more than normally. Though speaking was not her strong point and the boy did have his ipod still on...

It probably didn't matter much, he seemed like the type who would simply ignore her anyway and truth be told, Anna was fine with that, but still she would try.

"Who are you listening to?"

(OCC: I love your taste in music. =) )

[demetrius]

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I feel eyelashes on my cheek. They lacerate my flesh, a pain so good. So put your hand in mine, never let go. Never wake up ‘cause I’m done with promises, I’m taking blood oaths. Feels like you could kiss my imperfections, my imperfections away. And I would stand, stand by your side until the sun turns the sky. All the colors I see in your eyes.

And I’ll never need to see the sun again. There’s enough light in your eyes to light up our little world. So take me, take me away. Kill me slowly, I’ll never be the same.

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'kay so maybe this girl wasn't so bad. She was offly quiet which was great so far. No useless conversations in the air. Demetrius looked up to the ceiling which was red, ew, and sighed. His hand went through is hair. His mother, also, would have been displeased with him. Not trying to strike up a conversation like a conductor strikes up the band.

The song on his iPod switched to a remake of 'You Give Love a Bad Name' by Atreyu, originally made by Bon Jovi. Deme liked both versions personally both bands sounded great singing it. Atreyu had a metal sound while Bon Jovi just had it originally.

This girl seemed to have something else on her mind. The Russian had noticed but didn't care in the slightest. She didn't seem...comfortable. The thought of her ready to run out of here the first chance she got seemed slim but it still put a smile upon his face for a short while.

"Who are you listening to?"

Demetrius continued not to look at her but he did turn down his iPod. He had heard her perfectly even with his music blasting in his ears. The Hawthorne had very good hearing even though it seemed like he never listened...he just didn't care.

"Atreyu," he said in a Russian accent. After he finished the "U" in Atreyu he went silight again. His green eyes drifted to the gray blurs as the train passed by trees.[/font][/size][/blockquote]

[midnightsun]

"Atreyu."

Anna wasn't quite expecting the boy across from her to answer the question that was asked. So, she was naturally surprised when his accented voice pierced the silence that he had so well maintained. And though she had to admit that he had good taste in music, it was hardly the thing that had sparked her interest. No, it was his accent. One that she had heard before, but not often. Russian.

She smiled slightly at this new found fact. It wasn't often that she got to meet someone from Russia, one of the many places that she had been wanting to visit. There was so many things she wanted to say... to ask, but knew that it wouldn't happen. It wasn't in her nature to ask endless questions. Besides, he was most likely going to get swooned over by many girls because of his accent. So why bother him anymore than necessary with questions?

With questions still running through her head, Anna made herself more comfortable on the seat, silently glancing over at the boy, only to notice that his eyes had drifted to the window. He really wasn't social and though Anna wasn't the most social either, he definatly had her beat. In a way, it sort of relieved her of some kind of pressure that she had felt. Perhaps Hogwarts was going to be good for her after all. With a sudden urge to speak, Anna glanced over at the compartment door, mulling over words before allowing them to spill from her lips.

"You know...you should talk more or at least in Russian."

Wow...she was actually sounding like her father.
What was the world coming to?

[demetrius]

The song had yet again changed on his iPod. Switching from Atreyu to Chiodos' 'Is it Progression if a Cannibal Uses a Fork?' One of his favorite songs. Demetrius particularly liked the part 'Maybe you're the one that's overrated'.

Swooning was something that Demetrius wasn't fond of. In Russia and in England he had been hit on and denied every single girl. Why didn't Demetrius go out? Simple. It would end in a heart break the girl or him and he wasn't about to have his own heart broken over some girl. Deme wouldn't allow that to happen.

His green eyes continued to stare at the window. A sigh came from his lips and he blinked. Demetrius wondered when they were going to get to Hogwarts. It couldn't be so far from the heart of London. Could it? Demetrius shook his head and put his head back against the wall of the compartment.

"You know...you should talk more or at least in Russian."

The Russian had let out a snort and smiled. She had gotten him to smile. Maybe he should speak Russian. No one would want to talk to him since they couldn't understand him. Then the swooning would go down the drain, his social life would go down the toilet. This girl was okay in his book.

"Why would I want to talk in Russian? No one would understand me. Not that I would want to talk anyway.."

His head turned to the girl. Demetrius crossed his arms and looked to the girl. He continued to look at her waiting for the confused expression to come on her face.

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[midnightsun]

A snort came from the Russian boy across from her, instantly catching her attention. Was he going to make fun or her now because of what she had said? Anna's light blues eyes warily drifted from the door to him, only to see a smile gracing his lips. It was then that she took a double take. The boy who seemed lifeless and bare of emotion was actually showing human emotion. Simply because of this, she wanted to smile.

"Mais si je parlais toujours dans le russe alors personne ne me comprendrait, pas que je wouldan veux leur parler en tout cas."

Russian. He actually had listened to her when she had said that he needed to talk more or at least in Russian. Sadly, she had no idea what he had said. Though Anna refused to let a confused expression to appear on her face, instead she kept it blank. It felt like he was testing her in a way and everything about his body language said this as well. The way he suddenly looked at her and the crossed arms...it was like he was simply expecting her to either be utterly amazed (which she was) or overly confused.

Biting on her lower lip lightly, Anna basked in the silence as she thought about the Russian words that had been spoken. The only word that had sounded slightly familiar to her was the word "comprendrait". It almost sounded like comprehend in English. Was he talking about people understanding him or him understanding people? With a small shake of her head, Anna huffed in annoyance. He had to understand what people were saying...he had understood her.

"You're right...people probably won't understand you, unless they try to pick out words."

After the words escaped her lips, Anna thought about just how much she knew about the boy in front of her. She knew he had good taste in music, was Russian, not exactly sociable, and could show emotion. But neither of them had exchanged names. They were both strangers to each other and probably would remain so, unless one spoke up with their name. Anna knew that the Russian would probably not say his name first and was debating if she should take the initiative. Would it really hurt to give out her name? Most likely not, after all he was probably going to hear it in class anyway.

"I'm Anna, by the way...."

The words came out softer than she had expected and it was then that she realized that she was nervous. Not because she was scared of the boy in front of her, but because she wasn't one for the whole "introduce and shake hands" thing. Her father had always scolded her for not doing so though it had never bothered her. This time, however, Anna felt guilty for not offering her hand to shake.

[ashybean1994]

Ashleigh wandered in. She easily got bored and wandered from carrige to carrige finding a near empty compartment. She found one with a girl and boy in. Opening the door she cleared her throat.

"M'excuser ? Est-ce que cela vous dérange si je m'assieds ici ? Ou parler en français ? J'ai aimer pour lui à la minute."

She spoke French because she liked the way the words were. Maybe they'd think she was French if they didn't understand. She awaited a reaction.

[[I like ur taste in music too. I love those songs. m'excuser ? Est-ce que cela vous dérange si je m'assieds ici ? Ou parler en français ? J'ai aimer pour lui à la minute. = excuse me? Do you mind if I sit here? Or speak in French? I have a liking for it at the minute.]]