Sucy Manbavaran had no one to say goodbye to as she entered Platform 9 3/4 in King's Cross Station. Not that this bothered her; she had no one to go home to when she was expelled from her previous school, Luna Nova Magical Academy, and she had no one to send her off when she first enrolled either. It was a potion brewing done awry that had sealed her nail in the coffin. Nearly killing her fellow classmate, Akko, with a potent, forbidden potion by putting some in her drink during the lunch hour proved to be the final straw. The only accepting magical school was Hogwarts, a school in Scotland that proved to be full of acclaimed alumni and headed by one of the most powerful wizards of all time, Albus Dumbledore.
…Of course, this is all known by research of the school. Sucy didn't exactly know nor care for the entire story surrounding this school. Since she didn't have Lotte around anymore, she couldn't be arsed to look it up herself.
A bright red train blew its whistle, signaling the students to make haste and get onto the train. On it, in gold lettering read: Hogwarts Express. Packing away her suitcase into the luggage compartment, she entered the train, not wanting to linger out on the platform amongst the sentimental families.
Most of the compartments were full by the time Sucy had boarded. Some students looked out at her, gawking at her if as they'd seen a house elf attempting to shag a dementor. She eventually settled for the only near-empty compartment she could find. A pale, blonde witch reading an upside down magazine with vivid, moving images on the cover. Sucy sat down quietly so as not to alert her, The other witch simply turned a page, engrossed enough not to notice her presence. With a contented sigh, Sucy leaned back in her seat, shutting her eyes for the long trip ahead.
A rustling stirred Sucy awake. Two striking azure eyes met her own, uncovered burgundy; the girl who was reading the magazine in the car when Sucy first entered had seemingly grown bored of her tabloid and was now inches away from Sucy's face. She didn't know how long the blonde had her eyes on her but it was strange nonetheless.
The two witches locked eyes for some long seconds before the blonde girl spoke first. "You're quite queer, if I do say so…" Her ethereal breathy voice trailed off like a daydream, her breath tickling Filipina witch's nose. Her lips were half-parted as if she were pondering her next sentence. It did not come.
"How do you figure." Sucy replied sardonically in her lifeless tone. She did not want to get into a conversation right now.
"I dunno… Just a hunch. Your accent only affirms it...along with your eyes and hair and skin-"
"Oh, grandmother, what big teeth you have!" Sucy replied with a sarcastic chuckle.
The girl either did not understand the reference or chose to ignore it as she continued on. "…All quite lovely and exotic. Where are you from exactly?"
"Depends on who you ask. " Sucy closed her eyes and leaned back again. She felt odd about being complimented and brushed them off nonchalantly; they were the first positive things she 's heard about herself.
The other girl sat back into her seat and drew something from her pocket. "Are you hungry? We still have a ways to go before we reach Hogwarts. I bought an extra Chocolate Frog and Cauldron Cake in case you woke up."
Sucy did not quite understand what the girl was talking about and opened her eyes to see a wriggling chocolate frog in the girl's hand. Sucy's expression quickly turned to disgust and she visibly cringed.
"No thanks. I don't take candy from strangers. Especially chocolate drenched amphibians."
The girl shrugged. "Suit yourself, I suppose. They're delicious. Not real frogs, mind you." She bit the head off of the frog and Sucy turned away so as not to witness anymore of the disturbing act.
"I should introduce myself. My name is Luna Lovegood." The blonde said, genially extending her hand. Being that was the hand the frog was in, Sucy regarded coolly and did not take it.
"Sucy."
Luna retracted her hand simply. "Well met."
"Are all British like you? Eating live frogs and watching others while they sleep?"
Luna cocked her head with a small smile. "Well, there were Nargles on your big hat and they were dancing and making quite a ruckus. I only watched them to see if they would do anything mischievous."
The pink haired witch raised her visible eyebrow. "What's a Nargle?"
"Mischievous little creatures. They like to steal things and often infest places that they shouldn't."
"Oh." There was a long pause where neither of them spoke. Luna stared preciously at the other witch with an odd, widening smile.
"I think we'll get along nicely," she stated before casting her gaze to the window. "It seems we're here already. How does time fly…"
Sucy's eyes shot to the window and lo and behold - a castle, monumental in size, with a thousand lights shining like beacons into the ink-black Scottish night. A sigh of disdain for Luna for interrupting her sleep and causing her discomfort was mixed with a gasp of cheer awe.
"Magical, isn't it?" Luna said.
Sucy's head was spinning. Entering the Great Hall was an aural and visual assault on the senses. It made Luna Nova look like a one-room school cottage. She followed Luna who apologetically told her about the House system and that they would be separated thenceforth unless Sucy managed to get sorted into the House Luna was in.
"I highly doubt we'll be in the same House or whatever," Sucy said with smirk. "I'm a different odd than you are. I guess I'll be seeing you in the corridors."
With a wave, Sucy and Luna parted to their respective places.
By the time Sucy's name was called, she was close to drifting off and drooling on the table. She didn't really care too much for the announcements, not even Dumbledore, who's calm, genial but powerful speaking voice served nothing but an aural melatonin.
"Sucy Manbavaran!"
Sucy shot awake and subjected her dazed view to the headmaster, speaking next to a battered, tattered old brown hat. She lazily rose from her seat and slugged her way over to the seat, plopping down and removing her wide-brimmed witch's hat.
Upon her head, the Sorting Hat was placed. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the almost immediate shout of "SLYTHERIN!" came from the Hat.
As Sucy passed Luna on her way to her table, she could have sworn she saw a brief flash of disgust on her features...replaced by her signature off-kilter smile a second later.