A new experience (( Open to anyone. ))

[serrin]

Serrin stopped, looking down at the robes that she and her mother picked out from the odd alley. It was all so surreal. She played at the hem of the robes, looking to her mother with the usual stern affection she always had for the single mother and teacher of muggles. "I'm not sure... This is odd... Are you sure dad was a wizard? Gram always tells me it's all hogwash..."

Her mother smiled, imagining the older woman who was mother, taking Serrin by the shoulders and screaming how any type of magic was foolishness, despite the fact of the Hogwarts letter just delivered by owl. She looked back down to her daughter. "Yes, I'm sure he was. After all, we are here standing on this hidden platform for the train... Behind a brick wall we walked through... It's certainly not my doing either. You can tell by gram's explanation."

The older woman, who was barely 29, gave a slight giggle which caused her daughter to roll her eyes. "I figured gram was going to shake my head off my neck thank you kindly. I care not to relive it..." The young girl glanced at the crimson clunker of a train and bit her lip. If it were a dream, it was a very convincing one. Her fingers gently caressed the wand inside her robes as she pulled it out again, confirming it were real. "You'll write me, won't you...? I got the owl for that reason..."

Serrin looked back toward her mother, standing beside the cart which carried the trunk with the school symbol and the other items above it, including a cage with a gray owl, looking around inquisitively. Her mother smiled. "Of course I'll write.... I'll miss you sweetie..." Serrin gave a curt nod, looking far older then she was in her actions. "I'll miss you too mum... See you for Christmas." She wrapped her arms around her mother's neck in the first child-like move she had seem to make in the entire time on the platform before she moved her way onto the train, down the hall and finding a quiet compartment to sit in. Inside, she continued to fiddle with her new wand, thinking of what she would be able to do in this wondrous new experience...

[fullmetalspirit]

Hikaru passed through the barrier. After her recent visits with her new step sister, Fiona, it wasn't all worth the wait to come back home to Hogwarts. Now that she had been a 7th year, it was different. She saw many first years, second years, and even third years, but none of her year. She stood upon the platform anxiously for the train to arrive. Sadly, her dad and stepmum figured they stay behind and lollygag about their marriage and perfect daughter and how great she was. Fiona was a witch just like Hikaru. What made her any different?

She scratched her head and sat down on the other side of the wall. Hikaru watched as other first years and other years passed through, first moving her bag to the other side so they wouldn't trip. It was rather a dreary day in London and Kings Cross. Since dementors hadn't passed through here, the mist and fog didn't have an excuse. Letting out a quick sigh, Hikaru grabbed her things and stood up. The train could be heard in the distance and didn't necessarily want to miss it.

Pushing her short hair back behind her ears, Hikaru waited for the crowd to die down. Since she already had her Ravenclaw robes on, she wasn't in any rush to find a compartment. Likely to sit by herself, let alone getting dressed --even if she had robes already. Once everyone passed, she followed the group of second year Hufflepuffs and carried on.

She saw the long gray and blue hallway of compartments. Many people scattered to each compartment on her way, none was empty nor preoccupied. There was at least four to a compartment, which was unusual, but in a sense.

Hikaru looked around, rather hesitantly. Toward the middle-back she found a compartment. It was occupied with only one person, so she figured she might as well join. Before entering, Hikaru knocked on the compartment door and then opened it. "Hello, mind if I join you?" she asked, swinging her small backpack to her side.

[serrin]

For a short time, it was rather quiet. Only the bustle of students passing the compartment filled the cramped areas with the sounds of life. A few passing had looked in, but without second thought they clamored on ignoring the young first year without so much as a second thought. At least they didn't stop with the obvious 'Are you a first year?' Genius question.

Through the silence, she had pulled out one of the textbooks she would be using during the year. A simple History of magic textbook. Just the thought of the new world of knowledge she would be engulfed in set her mind into action. Not even a week ago, she had no prior knowledge to the wizarding world. Yet now here she was, riding on a train after shopping in wizard stores and going through an enchanted wall on her way to a castle to learn magic. Anyone else would've had their mind blown out most likely.

The silence broke as a steady soft knock came from the compartment door. Serrin shifted her eyes marking off where she left off in the textbook and looked to the older girl in the doorway. "No, not at all. Please, have a seat." She gave a small smile, scanning the older girl for a moment. So, this was a real witch. Well, not witch as in 'I'll get you my pretty! And your little dog too!' But an actual witch, one who had attended this school for some time by the looks of it. And yes, that thought of the Wizard of Oz forced a giggle from Serrin.

She looked back to her book for a moment before finishing the chapter, just a page off from before she looked up and closed the book. Apparently, the wizarding world had the colorful history anyone would've imagined it for it. "I'm Serrin... Serrin Halcyon..." She finally said, looking at the girls robes that matched hers as the same, seeing as both were Ravenclaw. It'd only taken a quarter hour to learn certain house symbols and colors. The badge however Serrin didn't recognize, only assuming it to be some form of officership for the school.

[fullmetalspirit]

Giving a small smirk, she sat down across from the first year. She set her bag down beside her and watched outside. She had nothing really else to say besides a good thanks, but it would be a bit pointless if she invited her in. She bit her lip and pushed her hair back. Hikaru looked over at the first year and sighed. The girl introduced herself as Serrin and she nodded with greetings.

"I'm Hikaru, 7th year." she introduced with a shy smile. She couldn't believe it. A seventh year and still shy around newer people. Hey, she couldn't help it. Looking down at her backpack suddenly, she kind of wished she hadn't joined anyone. But meeting new people could be an experience too. Hopefully she wasn't going to be this way when she gotten her occupation [hopefully an Unspeakable]. Shrugging it off, Hikaru smirked.

"So, where are you from?" Hikaru asked curiously.

[OOC: Sorry, it's short. =/]

[serrin]

Serrin watched. She was very good at that. Each detail could give a good explanation of a person; how they moved, how they acted, even the most mundane of expressions. She saw the shyness peek through a little and she smiled in return hearing the other girls name. Serrin shifted in her seat, pulling her legs up underneath, sitting indian style as it's called in the seat still looking over at Hiakru. She was much older. An air of intimidation, or nervousness would normally fill the space around two such people meeting for the first time, but Serrin instead was more calm over the introduction.

She rocked a little, smiling, thinking of what to say. "I'm a first year... Pretty obvious I bet. I never heard of Hogwarts, or a wizarding world at all for that matter..." A good way to break the ice. "Mum's muggle, dad's a wizard, but he died off a long time ago apparently..." Slowly going into the zone of talking too much. Nervousness perhaps? "So, seventh year... That's your last year then? Perhaps you could share a few pointers?" She rocked forward again, the excitement evident in her smile as the thought of learning more of the school she was to go to.

(( OOC: No worries. Mine's sorta short too. ))