Excitement pulsed through the tan girl's veins as she looked around desperately for the Platform 9 and three-quarters entrance, holding onto her younger brother's hand. "Jeffy, go find Dad and Mum so they can help me find where to go, okay?" She said calmly, her brother nodding and shouting something over his shoulder to his older sister as he dissapeared to fetch his mother and father. Corrine Thatch, or more commonly known as Cori, scratched a calico's head lovingly, since the cat seemed peeved to have to stay in a cage for the train ride. "It'll be alright, Rose, we'll be at Hogwarts soon enough." She looked up into the crowd, crossing her arms and leaning against her trolley full of luggage, all the essentials for a new witch at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A tall man's dark brown hair was visible through the crowd, accompanied by a curly-haired pregnant woman and her husband, and a teary mother. Before Cori could wonder where Jeff was, he appeared at her side, smiling brightly at his sister.

"Cori, you're goin' to school today! I can't believe it, write me often, okay?"

Corrine giggled, mussing up her little brother's blonde hair. "Don't you worry, Jeffy. I'll write you at least once a week, hopefully more." She kissed his forehead, looking up as the rest of her family arrived. Her mum was the first to greet her, throwing her arms around her auburn-haired daughter.

"Oh Cori, I'll miss you so much baby!" The teary woman cried, hugging her daughter as tightly as possible, then grabbing her by the shoulders and pushing her back. "Now, you'll be good sweetheart, right?"

"Yes mum."

"And you'll remember to take a shower every mornin'?"

"Yes mum."

"And what about brushin' your teeth?"

Cori laughed, hugging her mother, whom she had inheirited her wavy auburn hair from. "You know I'll forget mum." Her mother chuckled and kissed her cheek.

"I'd have ya no other way." Next it was her sister's turn, and Cori hugged her tightly, then her pregnant belly. She then turned to the sandy-haired man next to her sister, and hugged him as well. Cori's sister's green eyes matched the younger witch's, and she smiled.

"Now be sure to write me about all your friends and those cute wizard boys." Her sister was a muggle, though her husband was a wizard, and the expected baby would be too.

"Okay Lissy, and remember to tell me about your little baby." Corrine said, then decided to ask finally. "Do you have a name for him, Lissy?"

The curly-haired woman smiled and leaned into her husband, rubbing her 8-month swollen belly. "We were hoping you'd choose a name Cori." Feeling honored and surprised, Cori kissed her sister's cheek, and decided promtly on the name Daniel. "What a beautiful name." Her sister whispered, hugging Corrine and wishing her luck in the school.

Finally her father stepped up. "Cori." He said, hugging his daughter and smiling. He crouched down, since he was much taller than his eleven-year-old daughter, and poked her nose. "Now you don't get to slack off on Animangus training. Once a month I'll send you the next packet, alright?" She smiled and nodded. "Of course." There was a bit of a silece, broken by Rose's meow, and Corrine's father spoke. "Well, off we go to platform 9 and three-quartes, then. I'll be back soon, dears." He took hold of Cori's had, and with her other free one she grabbed her trolley, smiling and waving back at her family.

"G'bye! I love you!" Anticipation was overwhelming her, as she and her father dissapeared into the mas.s of people. "Well then, here we are!" She announced, reaching the magical pillar, and kissing her father goodbye. "I'll write often, G'bye!" She smiled, and clutched onto her trolley with both hands, running full speed at the stone pillar, dissolving through to platform 9 and three-quarters. A large red train, the Hogwarts Express, stood waiting, steam flowing from it's pipes. "Amazing..." Corrine mumbled. Her adventure had begun.

((Sweet.))

Kris got on the train, climbing each step with hate and anger. She looked, and found a cabin with with one other person. It was the first. "Can I sit in here?" she asked quietly, messing with a loose string. 

((I'm gonna super fail post now! xDD))

Kylie grinned and walked over to Sai, giggling a bit when he feel, though it looked like it hurt. "Of course you can sit with me!" She said with a small smile. Kylie grabbed his hand, and rushed towards the train,practically dragging Sai with her. "Where do you want to sit?" She asked with boy with another bubbly grin.

Name|| Aven Hardwicke

Age|| 11

Gender|| Female

Personality|| Aven's personality can be easily compared to a deer. Loud noises scare her, she hates crowds, and she is rather spacey. She quiet, and would prefer to run from her trobles instead of facing them. When things get rough she tends to retreat to the forest to play her flute or just hide for a while. She is rather soft spoken and is easy to take advantage of, she is a little bit to trusting and willing, she prefers to be a follower more than leader. Although her childhood was rough she still retains a childish innocence. Around people she doesn't speak unless spoken too directly. She can be an emotional person and can be brought to tears easily.
House|| I hope wo be with her sister in Slytherin.

Quidditch position|| She has no idea how to play that.

Wand|| coming...

Pet|| A snowy Owl. I need help chosing between Mortimer and Agloolik

Other|| Nope

Looks/Deion|| If theres one thing you notice about Aven is that she looks so. . . fragile. She stands at 5'5 and has pale skin that looks like porcelain. She has a thin  delicate looking frame, but nothing sickly, she still looks healthy. Her hair is jet black and falls in waves a bit past her shoulders. Her eyes are a clear blue and tend to stand out against her pale skin and dark hair. She tends to wear simple things, like dresses, and mostly. She never wears dark colours or bright colours either. Nothing about Aven is striking in anyway. She not georgeous, pretty, plain or ugly, she just looks, fragile, like a butterfly.

Anything I forgot and you would like to add|| Is Callista twin sister.

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Name|| Callista Hardwicke

Age|| 11

Gender|| Female

Personality|| If there's one thing Callista is known for it's her fierce temeper. She gets angered easily and tends to lash out. But she is not bad of a girl, sure she sometimes comes across as cold, rude,  picky and bitter, but underneath that is a sweet girl who only comes out when she's with people she likes like her sister and friends.  (I know this sucks so rp it out?)

House|| Slytherin

Quidditch position|| Sucks at sports.

Wand|| coming...

Pet|| A black cat name Myth

Other|| Nope

Looks/Deion|| Callista much like her sister has jet black hair that falls in waves a bit past her shoulders, and her skin is also a light, but sickly looking pale. Her eyes are also a sky blue and tends to stand out against her complexion and her dark hair. Her nose is small and fits nicely on her face and has a pretty smile, when she actually choses to smile. She has a slim body but is surprising curvy. She looks alot like her sister Aven, other than the fact she is a bit taller. Is is alot more atractive than her sister, and she knows it, and will sometimes flaunt it in her younger sisters face.

Anything I forgot and you would like to add|| Is Aven's twin sister.

"Jasper, my boy!" The voice Jess knew as his grandfather roared out beside him, causing him to jump. His grandfather had a habit of trying (and succeding) to sneak up on Jess. Jess spun around to face him and was greeted with a bear hug from his grandpa, who was only a little taller than him. "You're trunks all set, Riddle's fine, and you better make me proud." the old man said with a hearty laugh.

Jess laughed himself and pushed himself out of his grandfather's hug gently. "Thanks, grandfather, I wont let you down."

This made the old man laugh more. He spoke again but this time his voice was a low grow. "And don't let those mudbloods give you any crap, got it?" Jess nodded and his grandfather laughed and pulled out his wand, tapping Jess' scarf with it turning the whites to silver and the blacks to green. "Do you're name good, Jasper." he said, before tapping it again and turning it back to it's original colors. 

Jasper nodded before giving his grandfather a final hug before going off to board the train.

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In another part of the platform, Alex and the man's arguments had turned into an all out shout match, mostly because they couldn't hear each other over Chess' yowls. 

((What do you mean? o-o You laughin' at me?!?! D:<

Jk. :3 But seriously, why do you laugh? xDD))

((Oh, Accepted even though it's not done Serenity. :3

Ohhhh.... Got it! xDD I don't know how I came up with that ti
tle... o3o))