Name: Akila Monteik

Age: 11

Gender:Female

Personality: She is really nice and lovable

House: Gryfindore

Quidditch position: anything not athletics though

Wand: 4" and petrified wood.

Pet: An Owl named Apseik

Other: Nope

Looks/Deion: coming

 Anything I forgot and you would like to add: nope

((Whoohoohoho!))

A tall, black haired asian boy wandered around the Londodn trainstation, dragging a cart laden with trunks bearing Japanese marks, and with a worried ex
pression on his face. The boy, whose name was Saikan Lin, hurried up to a conductor, and saying in a strong, thick accent, "Hogwarts and three quarters?" The man in uniform looked down on the eleven year old boy with a puzzled ex
pression. " Uhrm....red, train?" Saikan said, fidgiting around, then giving up and muttereing obsceneties to himself in Japanese, cursing the conductor and making quite a few rude remarks about the man's family nd personal hygeine.

Lin stood in front of the large number nine and bit his lip, his dark eyes flicking back and forth between the signs bearing nine and the one bearing ten. The boy's dark hair bleached out his skin, and his almost black, slanted eyes held a large amount of worry. Maybe he could find and follow and english wizard, and looked around eagerly, rubbing his eyes.

Jess leaned against one of the pillars of Platform 9 and three-quarters (thats it right?), not the magic one of course, no he didn't want to be mowed down by some hyperactive new student, just a regular old pillar. His parents hadn't been able to make it, they were too busy with their job, but his grandfather was here. He preferred him over his parents anyways. He had the right idea about mudbloods. He frowned. He could all ready tell there would be plenty in his year. How disappointing. He waited for his grandfather, who was making sure his trunk got loaded properly onto the train. He hoped he got back soon. He didn't like being bored. Especially since he didn't have Riddle with him to keep him company.

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Meanwhile, Alex was arguing with one of the Train helpers while his cat, Chess, yowled wildly. Chess never liked being in a cage, especially one that wasn't held by his master. He yowled, hissed, and spit at the scared looking person now holding him.
"Can't you just let me take him on?" Alex asked, giving Chess a worried look.
"I'm sorry but he needs to stay in his cage and back with the rest of the animals." The man said, trying to hold the cage at arm's length so he wouldn't get scratched. It wasn't working too well, his hands were dripping with blood.
"But he'd behave if he was with me," Alex said. The argument continued, neither side willing to give an inch. 

((Tribecka: Uhmm.... 'The Smarties' isn't a Quiditch possition and no wolf would ever be allowed as a pet in Hogwarts, otherwise, the bio's fine. :3))

Kylie almost skipped down the trainstation isles, not wasting any time to get to the platform. She had some experiance with the platform, having several older siblings. Behind the young girl, a rather large cart, weilding many objects that would look strange to a muggle's eyes, was being pushed by Kylie's father.

"Hurry up, dad!" Kylie called behind her, smiling her brains out. She stopped momentrarily, running back to grab her artic owl, SnowFlake, A.K.A White Out. The young girl raced forward to the platform inbetween '9' and '10', suprised to see a confused kid, about her age, standing there. She shrugged and walked over to him, smiling widely. "Hey!" She called to him, bounding over. "Are you a muggle?" Kylie asked, eyeing him wearily. If he was, then he would probably look at her like she was crazy or something.

Kris walked through the pillar, no look on her face. She pushed the cart through, magically coming through the other side. She was fed up with this, the magic. She hated magic. She hated her grandmother for having magic, for having children, for having children who had her. The freak, the special one. She was the reason her parents dumped her with friends, who dumped her with other friends, and so on. She just had to be this way. She pulled up her cart and set it near the train, thinking of her parents.

She stood there and watched the man load her trunks while she cried tears of pain, her eyeliner running and black lips getting sticky. 

Saikan jumped as Kylie nearly shouted hello to him, and whirled around, shaking his head violently. "Hogwarts, how do I get?" He asked slowly, his accent flooding the few words he spoke. " Parents not come." He said, shifting his feet. A train tushed by, making Saikan jump again, jolting the enite cart of magical supplies. Sai almost seemed ready to cry as he shook. "Very loud in London."

This was indeed true. Saikan had origianlly lived in the middle of Japanese nowhere, a small house in a feild, onyl venturing into town every few weeks. Here in London, the streets always swarmed with people, yelling and jabbering in english, so fast Sai couldn't possibly follow with his limited comprehension. It was all so confusing. Maybe being with other people would help the foreign boy. Hopefully.