Leo chuckled, feeling free to open his mouth again. "Sorry," he said in a low voice. "Bad habbit from back home, ya know?" After the sentance, Tristan did have to loosen Wolf's gripp about his neck. As soon as he could, he took a silent gasp for air. "I scared the crap out of a few first years in Diagon Ally, and even more muggle parents." His eyes fell to the groud. "But, please, how was your summer? Ladies first, after all,"

Again, he was forced to loosen Wolf's grip about his neck, but he continued to smile.

((Maybe we’ll match pace then. Lol)) 

“Don’t give him mind!” Said Leo, gaining some self confidence with the conversation. “We’ve got as right as anybody else to lean magic, despite our heritage. What a sick, biased world this is…” He pulled on Wolf slightly and looked down before returning his gaze back to Jeanne. “Anyway, I’m sure your summer was better than mine. An old muggle friend died while we where in school and my uncle didn’t bother to tell me. I missed the funeral, and,” 

Tristan choked on a lump in his throat. It took a moment to swallow, and Wolf’s pressure wasn’t helping. Finally, he shook the feeling off and dipped his upped body to slide Wolf off his shoulders and placed him on to seat next to him. 

“Nevermind,” Said Leo in a low voice as he rose again. “Change of subject, please?” His voice quavered on the last note and he lifter his left hand to stroke his hair back. As it always had, it rebelled and fell into his face.

Danica was seated in a compartment which contained nobody but herslef and Mishiko. She stroked the kitten's soft, jet-black fur. Quickly she thought and her hair changed to a vivid golden color, with curls that reached down to her lower back. She heard the snack wagon and smiled.

"Want anything, dear?" The lady that was pulling the cart aked. "One pumpkin pastry and three Chocolate Frogs, please!" Danica answered. She handed a large handful of Knuts to the lady, and in response the woman gave Danica the sweets. "Thank you," Danica said with a smile.

((Late post; too lazy to retype. Sorry.))

Leo pricked his already sharp ears. “Aye!” He said, forcing to lace a huge smile upon himself. He gave a light chuckle, as if it would ease the horrid and erase any remaining foul memories. He took a moment, still baring sharp teeth, to pick up Wolf. This time he placed the albino snake about his chest, using his dangling green and silver scarf for extra support. Wolf tightly coiled about his handler, fidgeting for a few moments before deciding to rest his bulky head on Leo’s shoulders, mimicking a scarf as he draped himself over the back of Tristan’s neck.

But his timing was a little off. As he stood, still smiling, but quickly shutting his lips again, he walked across the small compartment to open the gl*censored* doors. He lifted the latch and peered out. Seeing none, but hearing the trolley not far off, he turned and looked back at Jeanne. “Did you see any of the others yet?”

He continued to smile, horrid memories temporarily forgotten. His ears where drawn back to the hallway, and curiosity caused him to turn back. Most of the compartments where still empty, so he checked his watch. It was still nearly 10 till! How was he going to kill 10 minutes? Then he found what his ears had wanted. A girl had spoke, about there age. 

((EDIT/ADD ON)

Leo caught the sweet in midair, smiling with wolfish teeth. He saw the snack lady shiver a bit, and a few in the compartment across from theirs cringed and began to whisper. Quickly, his smile faded. As Jeanne turned twards him again, he smiled once more, this time a pretend one.

He looked over into the open compartment he and his friend stood before. It was open with the girl he had heard inside. He turned to her and tried to smile, but decided that it would be better to stand and be quiet.

As Jeanne came back, he gave a slight gesture for her to wait for him. Knowing full well he was being quite rude, he slipped p*censored*ed the old lady and walked over tward the open compartment where the lone stranger sat. He swallowed and smiled in slight embarament.

“You look kinda lonely. If you’re not waiting for anybody, you’re welcome to sit with Jeanne and I.” He said to her before she could open another treat. Wolf shifted on his shoulder and he ignored it. “we’re open, anyway,”

With that, Leo walked out. As he returned to Jeanne and their compartment, his ears turned a slight pink as he thought to himself, That was by far one of the most embarr*censored*ing things I’ve ever done…

Leo rentered the cinoartmen and sat across from Jeanne as he had before. He laughed at her dare, and took the bean. “Screw the gallion,” he smiled. “If I eat five, will you do my homework for the year?"

Tristan took the bean and eyed it carefully. Finally, he poped the bean in his mouth. For a second, there was nothing. Then a caugh. Leo squinted his eyes and swallowed again. He gaged quietly before swallowing one more. He knew that it was a mind- over- matter deal, just like trancforming in his lunar cycle. After a few more secconds, Leo opened his mouth to reveal a clean mouth, exept for the faint hint of puppy- breath.

Jeanne laughed so hard she almost fell over. "No way im doin your homework though Leo, Sorry!" She popped a lemon one in her mouth. "So, how was your summer?"

The Train sarted to rumble. Jeff checked his watch, 10:57. The train would be taking off in 3 minutes.He put Mishi in an empty compartment and ate his chocolate frog, and read his potion book.

((Okay. :3))

Danica was slightly shocked about how that Slytherin boy just had the nerve to talk to her, much less ask to sit with him. Most Slytherins hated Danica because of her position on the Quidditch team. Always ganged up on the Seekers, Slytherins did. However, Danica took no part in that nonsense, so she decided to grab her kitten and her messanger bag and moved into the compartment in which the Slytherin Boy had returned into.  She gave the boy a small smile and said, "Thanks for inviting me. My friends usually fill up their compartments before I get on, you see," She sat down next to Jeanne. "D'you mind?" She asked her.

"Im Jeanne, thats Tristan," She said, pointing to Leo,"But he goes by Leo."

Melia stared at her broomstick, she had a Nimbus 2001, but she had heard of a new broom coming out soon called the firebolt. She sighed, she was going to try out to be the Seeker of her Quittich tem this year.