Hogwarts RP (Needing guys)

[PaNdOrA's SiStEr]

Ceil

"I love blood lollipops,may people think there disgusting though.I wonder why,it's just taste like sweet blood?"Ceil said as she sucked on a blood lollipop.

[honeybee.]

Hope-13-Ravenclaw
Hope laughed "It's a sweet so I don't really care that it supposed to be blood. If it tastes nice I'll eat it!" She popped a bean into her mouth. "Yuk, fish flavoured." Hope gasped swallowing the bean and sticking her tongue out.

[PeculiarThing]

Mason
"As long as he lets you come back, what's the harm?" He smirked some, then glanced out the window. They were traveling through a forest it seemed. He lifted Spook's cage over his lap to switch spots with the owl, letting the bird see outside since he had no conversation to keep. Then his eyes went to Lexie's cat. "Have you had your cat for all of your time at Hogwarts?"

[Wild Mothman]

"Yes, I've had Ericka since a few days before I started hogwarts," She replies honestly, smiling down at the short furred, brown tabby and white cat on her lap. They had been together since Ericka had been a kitten, and so there was a bond between the pair.

[HorrificLullabies]

"It's okay with me" Jewel replies, she didn't mind if someone else came and sat with them, as long as they were not mean. Which considering the bullying she had endured over the past few years was fair enough.

(To PaNdOrA's SiStEr)

Cicero nods and looks back to the boy with a grin, moving the bag on the seat by him to above his head before he sits back down "Come in then. What's your name man?" he asks calmly, holds hand out "I'm Cicero."

[The BadWolf]

Username:The BadWolf
Name: Michael 'Mike' Ross
Nicknames: Mike
Gender:Male
Age:16
Year: Fifth
House: Gryffindor
Pet: An Eurasian Eagle owl named Acuben
Personality: Mike is awkward. He isn't sure really how to speak to people, due to having a sheltered childhood. He loves people, however, and enjoys talking non stop. He would never do anything to hurt anyone, and if someone around him is sad he tries to cheer them up. It rarely works, and some of the advice he gives can succeed in driving people away.
History: Mike was born to two wizard parents, though most of his close family are descendants from muggle borns. He lived in an area named Horsham, which is located in southern England. Since it's mostly countryside, and he went to a small school, he's used to a tight-knight community where everybody knows everybody. His class had 16 students. Most of his friends went to the local secondary school or the boarding school a mile and a half away. So, when Mike told his friends of the letter he got to go to a school that left from London, they were all jealous. Going to London was a treat for students in a town that small. Even though he was a wizard, he was raised without knowledge of Hogwarts; he didn't even think he was going to a magic school, he thought being a wizard was something that people didn't show. He was suprised when the letter arrived, and even more so when he saw how large the school was.
Talent: Mike is gifted in Defence against the dark arts. His grades don't show it, as it's also his least favourite subject - he finds it 'boring'. He barely tries and instead practices other magic or does his homework at the back of the class. He is currently failing it. He is also gifted in Transfiguration, which he enjoys a lot more.
Crush: N/A
Favourite Suject:Transfiguration
Least favourite subject:Defence against the dark arts.
Other favourites: Subject wise, Astronomy. Mike also likes chocolate, people and chess.
Other:Sorry it's so lengthy! Also I'm assuming you're still open. If not I'll delete the post :D

[Wild Mothman]

(Accepted)

[The BadWolf]

{:D}

Mike had hopped onto the train with little difficulty, although his owl had made rather a racket when the cage was almost dropped. Mike didn't really know where exactly to go, so he slid into a un-occupied cabin and placed his things down beside him, letting out a deep sigh he wasn't even sure he had been holding in. The wizard stood up once more, poking his head out of the cabin. He saw a lot of witches and wizards talking, but he didn't feel compelled to join any of them. He decided to wait for someone to come to him. If in half an hour he saw no-one, he'd get up and wander nearer the others.

{EDIT: I changed the post. We can all laugh about how stupid I am :/}

[Wild Mothman]

((Everyone is currently on the train to hogwarts))

[The BadWolf]

{Oh, whoops. I edited my previous post}