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gardenmod ([info]gardenmod) wrote in [info]thegarden,
@ 2009-07-24 14:14:00


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Who: Everyone
Where: Platform 9 3/4
When: September 1st, 1942


It was a dreary day, which was rather unfortunate since everyone seemed to be proper chuffed to be going back to school. All the students were milling around the Hogwarts Express, saying good by to their families and siblings, hoping they made it out of London safely. The attacks had seemed to stop, or at least platform 9 3/4 had enchantments against it for the safety of the students.

The train whistled loudly and all the students said their final goodbyes, hoping to see their families again soon. When everyone was on the train, it began to leave, a turret of smoke billowing up in the sky behind it as it gathered speed.

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[info]oscarb
2009-07-26 02:52 pm UTC (link)
It took a whole lot to dampen Oscar's mood once it was soaring happily, and the dull overcast weather was no exception to this. He'd long since said his goodbyes to Walter - the previous day, in fact. He was quite pre-occupied with business and couldn't leave the house unattended to escort Oscar onto the Hogwarts Express. No matter though, Oscar thought brightly, at least he had seen the platform once before. He had caught the train to London by himself and stayed in a cheap hotel somewhere in Muggle London, but it was quite close to Diagon Alley.

In a way, the young man didn't want to step onto the train that would transport him to his favourite place on Earth. He wanted to stand on platform 9 3/4 and merely watch, observe the students in their gaggles, hesitantly but excitedly finding a carriage on the train. He wanted to reminisce, to remember his first train ride. It had been one of the most scariest things he'd had to do - he had no friends, after all, but it still remained in his memory - quite vividly, clear as day (although not this day!).

He hauled his trunk to the spot beside him so he could keep an eye on it, and just stood in the middle of the platform with a silly, lop-sided grin on his face, despite the bustling parents frowning at his choice of spot or the small children coming very close to walking into him on more than one occasion.

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-07-27 12:23 am UTC (link)
Minnie hauled her trunk up to the steps of the train. She hadn't seen Alfred or Olive, and knowing them they were probably doing some odd thing that Minnie would just feel awkward being a part of. How was she supposed to get her trunk onto the train without making a spectacle of herself? She supposed she could use magic, but that just seemed show-offy, and she was sure she wasn't really allowed to yet. She was still only 16.

She spotted Oscar standing in the middle of the platform and thought to herself, what boy could be better than Oscar Boot to move my trunk for me. She smiled to herself and approached him, tapping him on the shoulder. "Oscar dear, could you please help me with my trunk?"

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[info]oscarb
2009-07-27 12:35 am UTC (link)
Oscar turned contently to face the younger fellow Hogwartian (he wasn't sure that was the right term for a student at Hogwarts, but it sounds mighty fine to him - kind of like Etonian, but with a nicer ring to it and less connotations) and blinked at Minnie in response. "Oh!, er, yes! Of course!", he grinned at her and then at her accompanying trunk. "Here."

Lifting the trunk with his strongest arm, Oscar pointed in the general direction of the train with an expectant expression gracing his features. There were several ways to gain entry to the Hogwarts Express and he didn't want to be taking the Gryffindor's trunk somewhere she didn't want it.

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-07-27 12:48 am UTC (link)
Minnie smiled easily at him and nodded. "Yes, just up there, I suppose. I seem to have lost my friends, so I suppose I can just sit in any empty compartment." She looked up at him for a moment. "You can join me, if you'd like." Was that too forward of her? It might have been. Minnie was a little disappointed in herself. Kind of.

She found an empty compartment and held the door open for him, smiling. He was being very nice, and she really appreciated it.

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[info]oscarb
2009-07-27 01:13 am UTC (link)
Oscar nodded at her statements and stopped at the entry of the train, much to the chagrin of two younger Slytherins demanding entry. He sighed, tried his best to lock the memory in his mind as best he could, before entering the train. He had no idea the last time would be so overwhelmingly saddening! Following Minnie, he was caught quite off guard when she offered her company, and almost dropped his own trunk on his toes.

Would she be offended if he declined? It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he was sure his friends would be expecting his presence sooner or later in one of the carriages... He nodded curtly at her as he entered the carriage and secured her trunk in the overhead storage, before looking directly at her. He was sure his friends wouldn't mind his absence, after all, if he just explained to them.

One trunk down, one to go. As he was hauling it upward, he spoke. "Yes, okay," it was a little grunted with effort, "I don't really... see why not." he finally replied, coming down from his tip-toes and ruffling his hair.

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-07-29 09:28 am UTC (link)
Minnie smiled widely, extremely glad he had accepted her offer. She didn't like to be lonely, after all. She didn't really know Oscar, either, other than what she had learned from other people, and she really didn't know how reliable they could be. She always liked to find out things for herself, anyway. "So, have you had a good summer?" she asked, trying to be polite.

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[info]oscarb
2009-08-01 09:03 am UTC (link)
Oscar looked at her upon hearing her polite, run-of-the-mill question when you couldn't think of anything else to ask (it was almost etiquette), and took a while to think about it. He remembered what he done, the activities he'd partaken in, the chats with Walter, the rough and tumble with his brother and that one girl he'd taken a shine to - hopelessly. He smiled to himself.

"Yes. Yes, it was rather splendid," he answered, smiling widely at her, "And yourself?" He had only heard things about Minerva, and certain things from her once in a while when it was quieter in the corridors or the Great Hall, and she seemed okay if a little overbearing. He was surprised she would bother to make an effort to know him, to be frank.

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-08-01 09:13 am UTC (link)
Minnie didn't take nearly as long thinking about it as Oscar had. "It was alright," she said in the end. "I think it was sort of just a run-of-the-mill summer experience, you know." She shrugged. It hadn't been that exciting. Well, except when she kissed Alfred but that was terrible and she couldn't tell poor, unsuspecting Oscar about it. She was sure it would shock him quite needlessly, as it had Alfred.

"I did go to Diagon Alley with Malfoy, though," she added as an after-thought. "It was quite strange. He was very nice, and cordial, bought my ice cream and all that you know, but it was still just very....strange." She shrugged again.

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[info]oscarb
2009-08-01 09:22 am UTC (link)
Oscar always got quite sad when people described their summer as boring, or some other period of their own time as boring. It was only boring if they let it be boring, it was only mediocre if they settled for mediocre, you know? The seventh year Ravenclaw often tried his hardest to get the most out of everything, squeezing every little bit of fun and productivity as he could out of something. He was very much the squeezy type who didn't like to waste things - including food. But that was no matter. He was about to tell her of his theory, before she continued.

"Abraxas Malfoy?" he asked, although there wasn't really much need. He was sure there was only one Malfoy in Hogwarts at the moment. Oscar wasn't one to gossip behind backs or anything, but that was a pretty hard feat to accomplish when you were one as curious as Oscar Boot. He seemed decent in some of the classes they'd shared in the past.

"How so?"

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-08-01 09:40 am UTC (link)
"How was it strange?" She clarified, "Well, I mean, we don't really hang out now, do we?" Minnie had been hanging around with Alfred and Olive since first year; she didn't really make it a point to make new friends, though she wasn't opposed to them. "And he's a Malfoy and whatnot, so he always has that kind of strange mystery about him. He acted very nice, but I still got the impression that he was up to something. Or that he wasn't being completely sincere, you know? But I suppose he could have been. Again, it's not like we're close."

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[info]oscarb
2009-08-01 09:45 am UTC (link)
Oscar found himself frowning; his brows furrowed in confusion as he tried to decipher something. He had to say though, he hadn't gotten the mysterious vibe from him at any point in their very close to non-existent relationship as fellow students. Then again, Oscar knew only too well that he wasn't the best at figuring out people and their signs. Why couldn't everybody just be straight forward?

"Well, why would you bother going on an outing with him?" he asked her, genuinely confused, "I mean, if you barely know him."

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-08-01 09:49 am UTC (link)
Minnie blinked. "Well, because it annoyed Alfred," she said, as if it were obvious. "And I suppose I don't barely know him, I mean, we're friendly enough. I just meant that he has that sort of air about him where you can't really tell if he means what he says to you, and all that." Also, she hadn't wanted to venture into Diagon Alley alone. It was dangerous and scary and she could have really gotten hurt.

"And I suppose I didn't want to go into Diagon Alley alone, and Alfred was being insufferable and there's no way Olive would have come. He accepted my invitation, so we went."

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[info]oscarb
2009-08-01 10:02 am UTC (link)
Oscar was puzzled yet again. He really didn't understand the complex minds of people his own age. Perhaps it was just girls that he couldn't understand and from what he'd gathered, that was pretty normal for a young man of his own age. He felt slightly more easy.

"But why would you wish to annoy your friend?" he asked her, his head cocked subconsciously at her. It had seemed as though he had ignored her actual answer, but that wasn't true, he just had nothing of decency or interest to reply to it with. He wasn't a fan of starting up talk of the war, it happened far too often and it was so tedious.

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[info]callmeren
2009-07-27 01:53 am UTC (link)
Ren arrived alone at the platform. She stops in the middle of the platform and looks around for someone, anyone, that she knows. Seeing no one, not Olive, not Alfred, not even Minnie who she was sure would be there by now.

She pouts and stands there petulantly hoping one of her friends would appear randomly out of the woodwork, or stone wall, when she hears Minnie's voice asking Oscar for help with her trunk. She follows the voice and finds who she is looking for.

"Minnie!"

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-07-29 09:29 am UTC (link)
Minnie's head turned around once she hear Ren's voice. "Oh, hi Ren!" She said, delighted. "Come and sit in my compartment with Oscar!!"

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[info]callmeren
2009-07-29 06:48 pm UTC (link)
Hmmm. Oscar. That's interesting, but Ren doesn't care. It's somewhere to sit with people she knew.

"Where's the compartment?"

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[info]olivebranch
2009-07-29 09:23 pm UTC (link)
Olive Hornby was, despite the fact that she was heading to Hogwarts after months of doing absolutely nothing at home (something she was not and never would be accustomed to), not in a good mood. To begin, her parents couldn’t even drop her and Sebastian off at the station because Liam needed to go to the hospital, again. And while it was for a perfectly good reason; they think they’ve finally figured out what it was that Liam had, Olive didn’t care, and she especially didn’t care when she saw all the parents wishing their children off for a safe trip, telling them not to get in trouble even though they knew they were going to anyways. And despite the fact that she was not a particularly sentimental girl in the slightest, she wanted that.

“Stupid Liam and his stupid sickness,” She muttered under her breath, to which her  other brother replied with a noticeable eyeroll. When they got on the train, they went their separate ways as usual, she to the Gryffindors and he to the Ravenclaws, though this time, she felt more like sitting with the Ravenclaws. Olive loved her friends dearly, but her relationship with one friend in particular was beginning to get a little too complicated, and Olive didn’t do complicated. When complicated was headed in her direction, Olive ran the other way, and that was what she was doing right now.

She meandered through the corridors of the train, peering into the cabins to see who was in which and frequently making stops for chocolate frogs and sugar quills to distract her from thoughts that weren’t quite as simple as she liked. But she couldn’t walk around forever, and when she finally came to a stopping point, she opened up a door at random, and shoved herself and her tawny owl Ferdinand into the cart without even bothering to see who she would be sitting with.

"Hey."

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[info]drury
2009-07-30 03:19 am UTC (link)
"Olive darling." The cigarette Druella had quietly obscured behind her knees (her feet propped up on the seat opposite her and a magazine open in her lap as she flipped through the flimsy pages) made a reappearance now, since it wasn't a professor or other irritant, and Dru took a drag as she considered the new arrival. "You look positively peaky," she declared, in little puffs of smoke. "Didn't you get any sun this summer?"

Still, she pulled her feet down off the other seat, rearranging herself with one knee crossed over the other (just the way her mother hated) and her things a little closer to her in the next chair over, so there was at least some room for another person.

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[info]olivebranch
2009-08-01 05:36 pm UTC (link)
Olive was surprised but not disappointed to find that she was in the same cabin with Druella Rosier. In a way, Druella was her idol of sorts; she didn’t give a damn about anyone, and did what she wanted when she wanted it. Yet Olive, who was intimidated by practically no one, was intimidated by Dru. She swallowed and winced at Dru’s rather crass question, and felt her face grow hot in spite of herself.

“Unfortunately, I was trapped at home all summer long., save for a trip to Paris that , sadly, was rather uneventful. Though, there was a rather charming French boy who I may have flirted with, but don’t tell Alfred that.” She let out a half-hearted laugh, a little displeased with the way she turned the subject to Al. She shook her head, and sat down next to Druella.

“Care to spare?” She said as set Ferdinand’s cage at her feet and motioned to the cigarette in Druella’s hand. Instead of waiting for an answer, she went on, talking just to talk.

“How was your summer? Extremely eventful, of course, right?”

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[info]drury
2009-08-03 09:07 am UTC (link)
"Uneventful in Paris?" Druella repeated, more than a little disbelieving. "You must've been doing it wrong." The dismissive comment could be considered mollified, however, by the fact that she did pull her little chased silver cigarette case out of her handbag. Flicking it open with a thumbnail, she held it out so that Olive could help herself.

"My summer," Dru continued, with a smirk, "was just what it should be." Her smile widened into something surprisingly almost genuine as she caught another glimpse of the sparkle on the ring finger of her outstretched hand; Cygnus had come down to see her off on the train, as was only right and proper of her fiance. "I had a wonderful time," she added vaguely.

And then rallied her mind back into proper alignment and wrinkled up her nose. "Why would I tell Alfred?" she demanded. "And what earthly business is it of his how many Frenchmen you flirt with?"

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[info]olivebranch
2009-08-04 07:03 am UTC (link)

Olive shifted uncomfortably in her seat, and looked out the window embarrassed by Druella’s words. “I must have,” she mumbled, but her embarrassment faded slightly when she saw the offering of cigarettes. She took one carefully, admiring the sophisticated case and the diamond on Dru’s finger. Engaged and not even out of school? The mere thought of marriage freaked Olive out, and she tore her eyes away from the ring and back to Dru.

“I’m sure it was.” Olive wanted to pry, but because she didn’t want too seem overly eager and pushy, se let the sentence hang there, giving Druella the option of elaborating, though she doubted she would.

When the subject took an abrupt turn to Alfred, Olive gave an involuntary flinch. “Well,” She began, waving her hand nonchalantly, “ He’s rather protective of his friends. Minnie started talking to Abraxas Malfoy recently, and he freaked out about it. It’s just what he does.”

Wanting to change the subject, she decided to ask about the ring. Olive nodded at her hand, and gave Dru a sly little smile, “So, tell me more about that diamond there, hmm?”

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[info]drury
2009-08-04 07:28 am UTC (link)
Dru might have had some manner of arch-dismissive and possibly insulting comment ready to deliver on the topic of just what she thought Alfred Potter could do, but it was completely hijacked by Olive's last sneaky question. Dropping her case back into her handbag, Druella quickly extended her hand again, flexing the fingers and tilting the ring so the facets on the stone caught the light. The diamond - not gauchely large, but sparkling - was flanked by four tiny rubies, set high in silver. The smile on Dru's face was decidedly cat-that-got-the-cream as she purred, "Isn't it perfect?" She flicked the ash from her cigarette out the partially-open window, and continued, "It was Cyggie's grandmother's, you know. Goblin-made, of course." She smirked, and added, "It's a bloody nuisance, actually, always snagging in my stockings, but damn pretty, don't you think?"

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[info]alfredo
2009-07-30 06:46 am UTC (link)
Once upon a time, Alfred Potter had friends he could go to school with. And then they all kissed him the summer before school started. The end. Well that was partially wrong. Olive had kissed him at the end of the school year, and Minnie had just a week or so ago. Oh god, he was amazing. But not really, because the Olive-kiss had made things awkward, and the Minnie-kiss had ...well it had been awful. So really, he had no idea who he was going to sit with. He walked down the corridors of the train, rapping on familiar-looking windows before giving up entirely and finding an empty compartment. He sat down, put his things down, and turned.

"WELL THIS IS FUN. I'M SITTING ALONE. ARE YOU ALL HAPPY NOW?"

He proclaimed loudly out the door.

If THAT didn't get his friends' attention he was disowning them as friends. OFFICIALLY.

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-07-30 06:58 am UTC (link)
Minnie furrowed her brow in her compartment with Oscar. Was that? No, that couldn't have been Alfred. She was just imagining things, right? Oh crap. She sighed and looked to Oscar and Ren, apologizing before getting up to find Alfred. He was so stupid sometimes, she thought. He couldn't just ask her to join him, like a normal person.

"Alfred?" she called, looking into each compartment. "Are you there?"

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[info]alfredo
2009-07-30 07:12 am UTC (link)
The summons appeared to have worked. He grinned and poked his head out of the door again, waving Minerva down to his compartment. He had no idea where anyone ELSE was, but he had one of his best friends now, and that was enough.

"MINNIE!" He called, delighted.

"I'm right here! Where in the world have you been, I was alone for about a whole fifteen minutes."

And in Alfred-time, that just was NOT right.

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-07-30 07:24 am UTC (link)
Minnie rolled her eyes and walked towards him. "You're making an awful large racket, you know," she told him as she walked into the compartment and sat down across from him. "That's not very nice to the other people." She gave him a pointed look and then sighed.

"How was your last week of summer? Did you die a most painful death waiting for school to begin again?"

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[info]alfredo
2009-07-30 08:30 am UTC (link)
"What other people?"

He smirked immediately, clearing his owl off the seat so she could sit down. He rather liked making large rackets. They were FUN. He immediately began pelting Minnie with candy, which he inevitably stocked up on for the long journey back to school, and ALWAYS threw them at her. And Olive, if Olive was here, which she WASN'T. She'd just have to miss the sweets, and he'd yell at her later.

"It was very uneventful. My mum even made me miss shopping. I bet I have all pink socks this year, she bought things for me.

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-07-30 08:53 am UTC (link)
"The other people on the train, of course."

Minnie made a face at him once he started to throw the candies. Sure, they were sweets, but he always managed to hit her nose or, in the case of fourth year, her eye. She hadn't been able to see out of it until she went to the Infirmary and missed the Sorting Hat's song. She never liked to miss the song. It was the best part of the year, really. Minnie picked up one of the sweets and threw it back at him. "You know I hate it when you do that."

Minnie laughed. "You look dashing in pink," she told him, rolling her eyes. "I'm sure people won't notice anyway."

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[info]callmeren
2009-07-30 06:04 pm UTC (link)
Ren had moved from her compartment with Oscar and Minnie because man, were things awkward~ in there.

She's wandering the corridors when she hears Alfred's loudness.

"Merlin, Al, you're such a drama queen."

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