Aiden Moseley

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Smoke rose from the scarlet train on Platform Nine and Three Quarters in the sunny morning of September first. The platform was crowded, bustling with various witches and wizards and their families and they attempted to send their children to school. Aiden stood with his cart in front of him, hands resting on the cold metal bars of the cart as he looked at the train with a happy smile on his face. He'd been waiting all summer just to go back to Hogwarts, and the day had finally come. Aiden couldn't wait to get there, already hungry for the spectacular welcome feast that he knew was probably being prepared right now by the school's large number of house elves.

"Don't forget to write," His mother, who was sporting dark purple hair that day and matching colored eyes(her usual look) said with a small smile, squeezing her son's shoulder briefly.

"Yeah and don't let none of them pansy wankers get to you either, or I'll be sending them a knuckle sandwich once I find an envelope big enough," His father growled with a frown, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his robes as his short black hair ruffled slightly with the breeze.

Aiden smiled, hugging each of his parents,"I'll write you both soon, and I'll try Dad, no promises," Aiden said with a slight shake of his head, amused by his father's choice of wording. Aiden had always been more like his mother, they'd both been Hufflepuffs after all. His father was a former Slytherin, but he was one of the good ones, a rarity.

Aiden began walking to the train, Momo hooting excitedly from inside his small cage. His large eyes appeared excited as they usually did, his head swing this way and that on his tiny body as the owl tried to look at everything.

"Don't get too excited Momo, we aren't there yet," Aiden said as he finally reached the train, grabbing his trunk, broom, and cage from the car and hauling it onto the train carefully. Looking back, Aiden saw his parents still standing there, watching him. Waving one last time, Aiden turned his attention to the train corridor and to finding a place to sit.

After ten minutes of searching though, Aiden only found one compartment, and it was already spoken for. An unfamiliar girl sat inside, with curly blonde hair and large blue eyes. Her nose was currently stuck in a book, and Aiden hoped not to disturb her, but he had nowhere to sit.

Sliding the compartment door open slowly, Aiden smiled politely and cleared his throat. "Everywhere is full up, mind if I join you?"

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Annabeth Daniels

They day had started off slow, a casual breakfast shared between Annabeth and her parents over coffee as they slowly woke up and prepared for the morning ahead of them. Annabeth had inherited her love of nighttime from her parents, neither one of them morning people, so breakfast was usually a mostly silent affair. Annabeth didn't mind though, as she usually spent the time reading the Daily Prophet, same as her parents. They got two seperate papers delivered because of it, since they all read the paper actively(her father read the mugged paper).

When they'd arrived at the platform hours later, her father once again began asking her question after question about the magic behind the train. Annabeth didn't know the answer to many of his questions, and so soon he stopped asking. It was still amusing to her, how fascinated by magic her father was. If he hadn't have married a witch, he never would have even known magic existed, and now Annabeth was in her second to last year at Hogwarts, soon she would be done with school.

Thirty minutes later after hurried goodbyes, Annabeth had lugged her trunk and other things including her cat's traveling case into the only empty compartment she could find. Her cat Lila, who hated being caged, was instantly set free and curled up on the seat beside Annabeth, soaking in the sun that spilled on the seat as Annabeth poured over her new schoolbooks. She loved getting a bit ahead before the start of the year, and had already finished reading her new Charms book. Now, she was studying her new Transfiguration book with rapt attention as Lilah snoozed.

"Everywhere is full up, mind if I join you?"

The voice had pulled Annabeth out of her reading, and the blonde girl looked up cruously as she made sure to mentally remember where she'd left off at. Standing in the doorway was a strange boy with blue hair, Annabeth didn't know his name but she'd seen him walking the hallways of Hogwarts before. She knew he was in his seventh and final year at Hogwarts, but that was all she knew about him.

Nodding her head simply, Annabeth said nothing and returned her attention go her reading as the strange boy walked into the compartment and slid the door shut behind him. He the places his trunk and broomstick up in the luggage rack, opening his tiny owl's cade and letting the small animal free before placing the cage in the luggage rack as well. The small owl made a small hooting sound, clearly pleased, and drawing Annabeth's attention away from her reading once more.

"Oh my goodness, that has got to be the cutest owl I've ever seen in my life! He's so little, what's his name?" Annabeth gushed with bright eyes as she put her bookmark back into her book to make her page, closing it and setting it on the opposite side of her, away from Lila. The cat was still snoozing, unaware of the new arrivals to the compartment.

Aidan Moseley

As soon as the unfamiliar blonde girl had asked the name of his small animal, the compartment door had opened to reveal the most gorgeous man that Aidan had ever laid his eyes on. Granted, he'd seen the boy before ajd had even gone so far as to learn the name of the boy, not that he'd ever talk to him. His name was Henrik Horntail, and he was a seventh year Gryffindor.

Aidan was not the type to walk up and start a conversation with a stranger, acctually it took him quite a bit of time to warm up to anyone. So when he was suddenly faced with a cabin full of strangers, he found himself rather out of his element. Aidan ducked his head, nervously pushing up his glasses with his free hand before a walling ingredient thickly and biting his lip. He turned his eyes back to the blonde who'd first arrived, his heart beating a little faster out of nerves.

"H-His name is Momo, I bought him in Diagon Alley when I first got my letter," he said with a small smile.

He then flicked his eyes to where Henrik was sitting, directly to his right on the same seat of the compartment. Aidan wondered what had brought the handsome man to sit with him of all people, Aidan wasn't anyone special.

The blonde girl, Aidan thought was a Slytherin, but he couldn't remember her name. He was terrible with names, only having remembered Henrik's due to his fascination with the Gryffindor boy. Aidan looked back at the curly haired blonde with a nervous, as if wondering how their compartment suddenly got so full.

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Annabeth Daniels

Annabeth turned her head when the door of the compartment opened, and noticed an older boy walk in with a short explanation about the compartments being full. It was the sake thing the blue-haired boy had said. Watching him sit down, Annabeth was about to answer the blue-haired boy's response when another person entered the compartment, this one a girl about her age. She had long platinum blonde hair that was almost white, and bright green eyes. Annabeth thought she looked like the literal interpretation of an angel. But she didn't say anything, instead deciding to read her newspaper, only shooting them a couple covert glances. Turning hetlr attention back to the bow with the owl, Annabeth shot him a small smile.

"Well, he's adorable. I guess since so many people are here introductions are in order. I'm Annabeth Daniels, sixth year Ravenclaw," she said in a matter-of-fact voice, her bright blue eyes sparkling.

Pointing at the Gryffindor, she tilted her head to the side,"You're a seventh year right? I think both of you are actually," she said and looked at the blue-haired boy.

Aidan simply nodded, Momo hooting dully beside him. "Yeah, I'm a seventh year, m-my name is Aidan M-Moseley," he said, his tone still nervous.

Aiden Moseley

Aiden shook Henrik's hand, his cheeks becoming steadily pinker the longer the conversation went on. Aiden couldn't take his eyes off Henrik for a moment, momentarily stunned that such a handsome man was talking to him of all people. But yet here they all sat, each of them a different house but still friendly enough to have an idle chat on the way to school. Aiden couldn't help but feel like this was how the Founders must have originally seen the school interacting, before all the inter-house rivalries happened. The biggest rivalry would always be between the Gryffindors and the Slytherins, as they were always in competition it seemed. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were more like spectators, each other taking sides in various events one way or the other.

Aiden had always been more supportive of the Gryffindors simply because lost of the Slytherins were very cruel to him. But this Arielle girl seemed alright so far. Aiden wasn't one to be judgemental.

"Dragon Taming sounds amazing," Aiden said in a soft voice, knowing he was completely off topic but not able to contain his awe that he knew someone who tamed dragons. Aiden was a lover of all things involving magical creatures and non-magical creatures. He really just loved animals, usually more than people.

His heart momentarily stopped when Henrik winked at him, and against when the Gryffindor learned close to him. This guy sure was bold hm? Aiden could never be that courageous. He looked at the two girls sitting across from the curiously, his eyes still betraying his nerves a little. Momo continued to Twitter eside him quietly, bouncing around in his spot as he looked at all the strange people.

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Annabeth Daniels

When Henrik mentioned that Annabeth was a nerd, Annabeth looked at him with a quirk of one eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest and staring at him with a small smile on her face. If she hadn't heard the chuckle that came afterwards, she might have been highly offended. She of course was totally ajd completely a nerd, but that wasn't the point. She wasn't just a nerd.

"Potion assassins?"Annabeth asked the Slytherin girl, turning to look at her as her hear skipped a beat inside her chest at the sight of her emerald green eyes. Arielle really was beautiful.

But Annabeth had not read anything about a family of potion assassins, though, she mostly read academic books and didn't spend much time reading books from their time period. Her favorite subjects were Charms and Transfiguration, so Dr both branches of magic allowed a witch or wizard the ability to do so many different things. Annabeth was also a big fan of Defense Against the Dark Arts and anything involving the subject, as well as Herbolgy, since she had a love of nature as well.

Aiden Moseley

Aiden's eyes never left Henrik's face as he was talking about dragons, noticing that he clearly was very passionate about the subject. Aidan thought that was really cool, that he loved dragons so much. Aidan had always been fascinated by dragons. But he was sure if he was ever in the presence of one, Aidan would be scared out of his mind.

When the conversation turned to potion assassins, Aiden's swiveled to each person as they were talking, absorbing the conversation as he didn't know much about potion assassins. It seemed that the curly haired blonde didn't know much about them either, but maybe she was just confused on another matter involving potion assassins, Aiden couldn't be sure. Looking back at Henrik, Aiden blushed and smiled softly.

"I'd be a crud assassin, I'm not good enough, at Potions to kill anyone," He said with a small chuckle as he ran his hands over his blue hair. He turned to look at Momo, stroking his feathers with his finger distracted lying as he listened to Annabeth talk.

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Annabeth Daniels

"I guess I should have said that a bit differently," Annabeth said once they all asked her how she couldn't possibly know what potion assassins were. Of course she knew what potion assassins were, she did read after all, quite a bit actually.

"Your parents are prion assassins?" she turned her eyes to the pale blonde, not even thinking that her words might come across as accusatory. Placing a finger on her chin, she rolled her eyes to the ceiling in thought. "Ashwood...you know, the Cardegy family is also well known for dabbling in the same practice. Personalky I think there are way less tedious ways to murder someone if you really needed to but, hey" she said with a simple shrug, reaching over and scratching Lilah behind the ears, she was purring from receiving so much attention.

"What all classes do you take? My favorite is Charms, oh and Transfiguration is good too. I also like Herbology, the various plants and stuff is really interesting,"she said thoughtfully, talking about academics being one of her favorite things to do. She really was a nerd.

"So, now that we all know each other...did everyone have a good summer?" she asked the group, looking at them all in turn as she continued to scratch Lilah behind the ears, her purring like soft music in the background while they talked.

Aiden Moseley

Aidan listened to Henrik talk about his favorite classes, and then move on to talking about his summer when Annabeth inquired as to how everyone's had been. Aidan looked a them all in turn, his eyes watching Arielle stand up and leave with a group of Slytherin girls a moment later.

"My summer was good, I-I visited my uncle in Wales over the summer, and the weather was nice." He said simply with a small smile and a shrug of one shoulder. He stuffed his hand in his pocket and tilted his head to the side a moment after looking out the window. After a moment of silent contemplation, he sighed softly and shook his head. "You know, I'm not really feeling blue today," He said and a moment later his hair changed color to a pale lavender color.

Nodding his approval, Aidan turned back to smile at them again. "Much better,"

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Annabeth Daniels

Annabeth looked curiously at the door when Arielle left, wondering when she'd see the Slytherin girl again, probably not until the Feast more than likely. But then Aiden changed the color of his hair as if by magic, Annabeth raised her eyebrows in mild surprise. She tilted her head to the side, a questioning look in her eyes.

"You're a metamorphmagus, aren't you? She asked Aiden in a knowing tone.

Aiden nodded simply,"M-My mum is one too, so I guess you could say I got it from her," Aiden said.

Annabeth nodded slightly, her eyes flicking to Lila as her cat meowed suddenly and looked out the window. Annabeth turned to look at the window, seeing the hills rising outside and the gray clouds overhead that meant an impending storm.

"Looks like it's going to rain," She said thoughtfully.