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[Ladylewind]

Jaina Smith, Ravenclaw, 7th year, Animagus / Hogwarts' Express / With: Dimitri
A gun went off close by. The bullet embedded itself in Jaina's torso and she shifted back, grasping her lower abdomen. She swore loudly as she whipped out her wand, throwing every harmful spell she knew at the man who'd shot her. If wasn't effecting him but, it was enough to make him stumble. At his momentary distraction, she hopped up, swinging up into a compartment above and out the window. She let out a deep, throaty growl, one humans couldn't make. Glancing up, she spotted the carriages, "About damn time..." She looked down at the Russian, Dimitri, watching him as he went. What would happen with him, she wondered. And, well, who was he? He didn't use any magic, to do anything. Granted, magic would bounce off these Witchers so, perhaps that was why. Or a squib, like her brother. That was possible. She rested on 'top' of the train, gripping the wound. It stung, the bullet was still in her, she could tell. She kept her mind off it, watching Dimitri still.

John Phillips, Hufflepuff, 6th year / Hogwarts' Express / With: Ana, Titus, Clara
As his would was cleaned by the spell, he gave Clara a more genuine smile, "Thanks, been bothering me a bit." It had, it was very stiff, the dried blood, but, he hadn't really had time to stop and clean it. The wound began to heal and he gave a sigh, moving his palm from Ana. Through the mix of blood, the gashes on his fingers and palm were barely visible. He frowned slightly, perhaps he should have used magic to extract the glass. As any typical muggleborn, though, John's first thoughts did not always fly to using magic. He heard something outside and glance up, seeing the carriages through several broken windows, "Help from on-high, it seems. Finally." The professors had taken there time getting to the train. Perhaps they hadn't known of the attack until the train hadn't arrived when scheduled. That must have been it. He glanced down at Anastasia, "I can help carry her," he offered.

[elfaron.]

| V I C T O I R E . G I N E V R A . W E A S L E Y |
{ RAVENCLAW . PREFECT . CAPTAIN . CHASER . FIFTH YEAR . CRUSHING ON TEDDY }

Victoire gave Teddy a nod as he began to speak. As he pulled something out of his bag, Vic realized his hands had seemed to disappear. That must be Harry's cloak. She couldn't help but smile slightly; of course Teddy would have nicked it. She was about to argue and say that, no, Teddy needed it more than her, but before she had the chance to open her mouth and protest, Teddy had draped the cloak over her and pulled up the hood. "Stay safe," he said to her. Another nod, and Victoire made to open her mouth and reply with a 'thanks, I will, you too,' but she was stopped before she even had the chance, as Teddy pressed a quick kiss to her lips. Vic subconsciously raised a finger to her lips, face slowly spreading into a grin. And Teddy was gone before she even had the chance to say goodbye. Though that saddened her a little bit, she was going to be okay, perfectly fine, and so was Teddy. It took her a bit longer to climb out, and by the time she had successfully managed that, Teddy was long gone. Now she had to pick which way to go. First years usually sat up front, and Dom was fond of the middle. But looking up towards the front... there was no chance of any living person hanging out there, and if she tried to look for them, she'd likely get herself killed. Perhaps the other direction. She wandered along, peering into the mostly empty compartments- the ones that weren't empty most certainly didn't have her siblings, and she felt truly awful for not lending a hand, but Louis and Dom were her main priorities. Pretty soon, she hit the end of the- no, wait, there were a few cars left, actually upright. Maybe, just maybe, the pair had been- or gotten themselves- back there. Vic carefully jumped out, climbing up into the final few cars. She had just gotten a few compartments down when she froze, hearing her name being called. Teddy was just behind her. Vic knocked off the hood, running up to him and giving him a hug. While he hadn't been the first thing on her mind, it would have been a lie to say she wasn't worried. And, to return a favor- she pressed her lips to his in a quick kiss. There, now they were even.

| A N A S T A S I A . I S A B E L L E . T A Y L O R |
{ SLYTHERIN . SIXTH YEAR . SINGLE }

Ana continued to take deep breaths, propping herself up with her elbows as she thought. No matter what, she was stuck until she got the glass out of her foot, her shoulder could wait. The idea of transforming danced briefly across her mind, but, no, if she thought her wounds hurt now, imagine the pain if they were proportionally twice the size as they are now. No, that wasn't an option. She'd just have to pull the thing out on her own. She leaned forward, but her shoulder didn't like that, and the snake let out a small yelp, reverting back to her original position. No, that was most definitely not going to work. Plan B... if she could think one up... As a force of habit, the girl reached up to smooth her hair. With the arm that was stabbed through by a piece of glass. This time it was an honest scream, and her face contorted in pain. Well, so much as for not giving away her location. But, she supposed that worked in her favor as, moments later, a boy she vaguely recognized stepped in. She knew he was in her year, though she didn't tend to pay attention to people unless they got in her way. However, when he suggested removing the shard of glass. Ana began to protest, but it was too late as he'd already ripped it from her arm. She did not scream, however, only letting out a large gasp. "Who the bloody hell do you think you are?" she demanded, glaring daggers at him. "That could have killed me!" Before she could scream at him any more, however, two more people entered, the first of which she recognized to be hot- Titus Vanguard, fellow Slytherin, fellow pureblood, and seventh year. And the girl, she immediately pretended wasn't there. Clara Reynolds or something, Hufflepuff... just ew. "Thank god someone sane's here," she muttered at the arrival of Titus, completely ignoring Clara. "I've not gotten myself into anything..." she muttered, offering the boy a grateful smile as he told the other boy to be careful. She continued to glower at him as he spoke. Another small gasp- and another huge glare- at Clara as she pulled the remaining shard from her foot, and while she would never admit it, she was quite grateful for the help. She was about to say, yes, she was fine, and most certainly could walk, before Clara offered Titus up to carry her. "I honestly don't know if I could... I probably shouldn't try..." She murmured, shooting the other yet another glare as he offered to help carry her. "I do not want him touching me," she snapped, gesturing to him, "ever again."

[~Happily.Ever.After~]

(Recap/repost... Sorry... Been busier than usual today... Went to see a show after work)

[Ladylewind]

John Phillips, Hufflepuff, 6th year / Hogwarts' Express / With: Ana, Titus, Clara
John, stood, stepping away from her as she yelled at him, "Right, okay, fine. Just trying to help, okay?" You'd think she'd be glad that she wasn't bleeding out unattended to. That someone had stepped in to help her. He gave a sigh, "I'm going to go check outside. It's obvious that I can't help here. More that I'm not wanted to." He offered Anastasia a smile, nonetheless. He wasn't in the habit of having enemies so, she could hate him if she wanted, he'd still be nice to her. John wasn't entirely certain if that was a good habit to be in or not. He nodded at Titus and smiled at Clara, "Well, see you at the table, if not sooner, Clara." With that, he headed out of the compartment, more clambering as he climbed back up into the hallway. Continuing down it, he came across one of the Emergency Exits that trains had along their roofs, for cases such as this. Well, half like this. He unlatched it, shoving it open and clambering out, blinking in the light. He held his wand firmly in his left, dominant hand, not certain if the Witchers were around, or not.

Elaine Hawkes, Professor of Muggle Studies / Outside the Hogwarts' Express / With: --
Professor Hawkes jumped out of the carriage as it arrived. Her fellow instructors had been insistent that she not come, something about her not being of any use. Poppycock. She was a witch, same as the others, right? She wouldn't have stayed behind for the world, not with the children in danger! She stayed by the carriage that had brought her, waiting on the others. Blast them having her swear she wouldn't try anything. She could help, she was certain of it. Just guns and sword, right? Guns, those odd blasting contraptions muggles loved so much. One of the few case of bark and bite being equal in how they were! The sight before her was horrible. The train lay on it's side, bits of it had been blown out. She hoped there had been no fatalities but, in a situation such as this, it was a hollow hope to hold onto. There had to be a few, from the wreck alone. Then the Witchers on top of it... It was enough to make her blood boil and her teeth grind. She whipped out her wand, extending her arm. She knew the Witchers were unaffected by magic, however, the areas around them wouldn't be.

[~Happily.Ever.After~]

(Sirry... Nevermind)

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Waiting until Jaxson had gotten Connor out, Carly quickly scurried up onto the river and pulled herself onto the top of the train. She looked around nervously before wiping away a few trickles of blood from her left cheek and bottom lip. Other than the minor bleeding she was pretty sure that her wrist had been messed up a bit, but it would heal. Looking around she was horrified that students were being killed. Eventually she spotted Connor, Jaxson, and some other kids she recognized but knew they were mostly in their sixth years with the boys. Unsteadily, she stood up and tried to balance herself out a bit before taking a step. Being slightly dizzy from everything that had just happened made things a little harder, but the blonde girl managed well enough. She slightly stumbled over to them "Conner... Are you alright?" She asked gently. So far he had been one of the only people that actually took the time to talk with her, she wasn't about to let that friendship fail.

❥ Carly Gabrielle Winters

❥ 15 || Born April 9th, 1998 in Carmel, California

❥ Female

❥ 5th year - Gryffindor

❥ Wand - 12.25inch, cedar wood wand with phoenix tailfeather core

❥ Tags: Talking to/With Connor

❥ Location: On the Hogwarts Express

❥ Although none of my pets are here with me: Pal || Tramp || Missy || Tails || Mimi || Banjo || Lady || Daisy || Donald || Goofy || Mickey || Minnie

❥ I kinda have a crush on Jaxson Rivers

❥ Oh how I miss this place sometimes...

❥ My Form

❥ Short with very long blonde hair that curls loosely and very dark, steel blue-grey eyes || Clothes

[huskybaer.]

titanus reed vanguard | 17 | slytherin | year 7
tagged : clara & ana

titus watched clara and the other guy patch up the wounds on ana's shoulder and foot. she didn't seem too happy about all this pain she was going through. and he knew from personal experience that she did not like anyone outside of their house. other than ravenclaw that is. but he was pretty sure the other guy wasn't from ravenclaw. then ana's snide remarks caused him to chuckle rather loudly. he had always admired this lass's determination to put down others. it was something lots of people didn't have the actual guts to do. "now now ana. we mustn't be mean." and he always enjoyed teasing her. the other man and clara seemed to know eachother fairly well. and he did look familiar now that he actually looked at him. what was his name...? john? maybe? and seeings how they knew eachother he was probably a hufflepuff. but with a mental shrug, he looked to clara. who closed johns wound on his brow. a smirk set across his face. but claras remark about ana walking. that just made him laugh. and his smirk turned into a full sneer. "see i knew you agreed with me clara." grinning, he knelt next to ana, and picked her up. bridal style. being extra careful not to hurt her shoulder or foot. or any other wounds she may have that he was unaware of. her next remark made him laugh as well. "alright. calm down. calm down. we dont need a blood bath here." john seemed to not be able to take it any more and just left. great. he offered a kind smile back at him before he left. "god anna. look what you did." he teased her playfully. without really knowing, his aussie accent was out. no more fake voice accents for him. he was too troubled with all of this to even notice. "alrightt. lets head off somewheres safe. or saferr." titus began to walk out of that specific compartment. looking back at clara, hoping she'd follow them. he knew ana could be a pain, but hopefully her words wouldn't scare off clara as well.

||| owo merr

[snarltoothed]

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Cora was walking aroudn on the train, alone. She had her things put in a compartment, but she didn't have much use for it besides that. Cora, despite her seemingly open nature, did not have many friends... Or really any friends at all. She had always walked more alone than together, she had trouble trusting people in accepting her. She always secretly hoped, over each year, that this one would be different and that she'd be able to let someone in, but never to any avail. When she thought about it, it was cowardice. And for cowardice, she was ashamed. Cora was a Gryffindor, was she not? Why was it that she could never find the courage to open up, to let someone befriend her and make her the slightest bit happy? But Cora shook the thoughts away, trailing her hands against compartment doors. I should go back to my compartment soon... She thought absently. She had not changed out of her Muggle clothes, a white strapless dress with fringe and light-coral colored beads, cinched beneath her bosom with a brown leather cord, matched with knee-high boots that matched the cord. Earlier, she'd had on a light-coral cardigan to ward against the September cool, but in the warm train, deemed it unnecessary. So, taking this into light, she turned, heading back for the compartment where her things were.

"speech" | thought

Weeeeeell this is embarrassing
*whistles and runs to actually not be lazy*

[Jenjo]

c l a r a
hufflepuff // metamorphmagus // tagged - titanus liferuiner, john, ana literal liferuiner
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Clara gritted her teeth, and again thought to herself, 'patience is a virtue'. Naturally, Ana was being nasty and sharp, but she had been expecting even a blunt thanks in response for patching up her wounds. Disregarding this, she turned her attention to John, who gave her a slight smile and then left. Anger flared up within her as she turned to face Ana yet again, her eyes turning a sheer, wild amber. She was so.. well, she could think of a variety of words that went well with Anastasia's name. Inwardly, she cringed as Titus spoke - she did not agree with him, and was about to tell him otherwise when he continued to babble on. Oh, so she talked too much? Of course she did. Before she could comment, he had scooped Ana up bridal style, and she had to stop her jaw from dropping to the floor. Ana obviously didn't weigh much at all, but the fact that Titus was able to lift her with no required effort impressed her. No! It did not impress her, she told herself sternly. Rolling her eyes, she vaguely listened as Titanus spoke again - this time revealing his full Australian accent. She might as well have melted right there onto the floor as the syllables rang out in her ear. Oh goodness, he had a damn fine voice. No, he didn't, she told herself over and over again. Scoffing, Clara refused to trail after them, until Titus looked back to her. Rolling her eyes again, she stood and followed him, almost tempted to slap Ana across the face for being so awfully prissy and snobby about the situation.

[ super quick post so that you guys can post ;3; ]

[Wolfsabre]

(lol it's cool and I'm preparing my post....)

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location: on top of the Hogwarts Express -|- with: Carly, Jace-|- tags: Carly, Jace

Connor groaned and looked up as he saw Carly hovering over him. "Hey," he muttered, and he cringed, bringing his hand to his arm which was still stiff as a board. "What did you do?" He asked, looking at Jax who looked back down at him and shrugged. "I you know, fixed it." "...fixed it," Connor replied with a skeptical raising of the brow and Jax merely gave him a mischievious little smile before he jumped off the height of the train, tumbling on the ground and he started sprinting. Connor glanced over to see where the boy was going and he saw that he was running towards McGonogall who had landed, wand in hand, and he watched as Jax frantically waved his arms around and gesturing wildly towards Connor and their little group. He looked back over at Carly, his eyes dark with concern as he gave her a one over. She looked fine, bruised and cut like the rest of them, but fine otherwise, but he needed to double check. "What about you?" He asked softly. "Are you okay?"

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location: On the Hogwarts Express -|- with: Victoire -|- tags: Victoire

Teddy froze when he saw the hooded figure, his hand immediately going to his wand. He doubted aquamenti would work...maybe he could spray fire into their face, scare them...but that was necessary, as the hood was thrown off to reveal Victoire, running at him at full speed and tackling him. He grunted with an "oof" and was pushed up against a wall as she wrapped her arms around him. He was about to ask immediately if she was okay, when her soft lips pressed up against his. He was surprised at first...she had never kissed him before. Maybe once when they were kids on a dare, but never like this. He was going to wrap his hand around her waist, but by then she had already pulled away. He stuttered for a few moments, trying to force out"are you okay? did you find them? what happened?" all at once, but all that he managed was, "Okay?" He wanted to hit himself. It sounded like he was questioning that she kissed him and he blushed furiously, his hair unconsciously turning cherry red as he scratched the back of his neck and took a deep breath. "Are you okay?" He finally said, his voice calmer as he gave her a one over. "And did you find Dominique and Louise?"

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location: Inside Hogwarts Express -|- with: Jaina -|- tags: Jaina

Dimitri is always aware of everything that goes on around him, so he didn't miss it when he heard the gun go off beside him, and a bullet embedded itself into Jaina's chest. He needed to take care of this, immediately. He reached into is pocket, pulling out a small sphere, and pressing a button two jagged blades sprang out on either side. With lightning reflexes, he whipped the spherical blade at one man, and it lodged into his chest, and another quickly ducked over to his wounded ally to help him or check him out, when the sphere exploded. Dimitri turned his head as a wall of red splashed towards him, missing his face completely. Unfortunately, his entire left side was painted red. But at the moment, he didn't care. He glanced around carefully for any more enemies before hauling himself up to check Jaina out. "Stay still," he said, while yanking off his shirt. "You're an idiot," he said, tearing the shirt into shreds as he used a hand to not-so-carefully push her onto her back. Keeping her hands away, he lifted her shirt to get at the wound and he pressed the fabric against it. "Do you always go rushing off into something in which you don't belong?"

[elfaron.]

| A N A S T A S I A . I S A B E L L E . T A Y L O R |
{ SLYTHERIN . SIXTH YEAR . SINGLE }

Ana smiled at Titus's frequent chuckles. He was encouraging her, and it made her feel so much better than she would have without him there. She hated to admit it, but she was growing far too attached to him. Oh well, nothing she could do now. She feigned an apologetic face, before replying, "oh, I'm sorry, I hadn't known I was being so rude. I promise I'll be more careful next time." The apologetic face disappeared almost immediately, turning into an amused smile with slightly pursed lips. He was one of very few people that she actually trusted, and she didn't at all mind his teasing. Anyone else would have been dead meat. But Ana hadn't expected such sheer luck- he actually picked her up, and was going to carry her? Perfect, no, better than perfect. She couldn't hide her grin at being lifted, however, resting her head lightly against his shoulder. "Oh, you really are quite strong, aren't you? I'd underestimated you." She pretended not to be impressed with herself as she had gotten the other to leave, letting out a small laugh at his comment. "Oops, my bad," she replied in the same teasing tone, eyes glued to his. She loved his accent, his real, natural one. She continued smiling, nodding as he suggested they get to a safer place, and completely ignored Clara the entire time.