[u][i][b]Compartment 2[/b][/i][/u]
NPCs: Tim
PCs:Dani, Pete, Pearle

"Damn it Wade..."

Tim scowled as he looked into the hallway. He nearly missed Dani’s chalkboard communications. He quickly glanced back into the compartment and caught the chalkboard in the corner of his eye. He did a double take, then read it over, his furrowed brows rising at the unexpected method of the communication. He didn’t comment on it at this time.

He pushed his way into the hall. Touching the shoulders of his teammates as the spilled out into the hall. “What’s going on?” he asked them, trying to peer over their heads. “What did they say?”

[u][i][b]Compartment 3[/b][/i][/u]
NPCs: Wade
PCs: Rozie, Julius, Jake, Magnus, Moirah

“I don’t give a flying fuck about houses!” Wade spat. “Did you hear what they called us?” His face was red with rage, reason would find no purchase in his mind. “Fuck the Penguin, Fuck them, and Fuck you!” Wade had large hands. They were wide and broad palms with thick sausage like fingers, he had one finger that was double jointed. He used these rather than his wand on Julius. He would lash out to shove Julius in his chest. 

Wade didn’t have a plan. He might have been satisfied to let the first two suffer under his hexes. Yet, everyone who now appeared before him seemed an enemy. He could not resist the urge to shove Julius out of his sight. There was a chorus of voices behind him, goading him on into action, the rest of the quidditch team hollering for their houses ‘honor’. Wade didn’t actually hear them, there was only a murmuring sea of noise to his red ears. 

[u][i][b]In the Hallway between the compartments.[/b][/i][/u]
NPCs: Zeva, Nathaniel
PCs: Alaric, Charlotte

Alaric would fall at Zeva's harsh treatment. Falling back to the floor and against the wall of the hallway. 

As the Slytherin poured out of the compartment, most paid attention to Wade, but others noticed Zeva and her brawl. 

"Zeva! That's enough..." Nathaniel was bounding up the hall on his long stork-like legs. 

Zeva whipped out her wand-arm, with out saying word, her jinx jumped form her wand and hit his feet. Then the long legs that once made so much progress were stiff as stone, stuck in place. Nathaniel threw out his arms trying to keep his balance as he was suddenly forced to stop. "Wooooahah!" he exclaimed with dismay.

Zeva shot a look to Charlotte. There was no one between the two girls, one first year and one third. She asked the young Cheerful girl a serious question with her dark eyes. Would Charlotte interfere?