Platform 9 ¾, ah, the memories it brings for the parents, and the excitement it brings for the students, especially the first year's. The platform was bustling, the day unusually sunny for the time of year. A somewhat plump young brown haired girl, obviously a first year by the excitement in her eyes, stepped onto the train waving goodbye to her stone faced family. As soon as she stepped in her face lit up so bright it could light up the whole train.
As she walked deeper into the train car she found one compartment filled to the brim with excited students, the atmosphere was perfect for her, they played games, and sang, and just had a merry old time. Several minutes later one of them stood up and said with a rather booming voice "I, Jasper Luxmen, will be the best gryffindor, even better than harry potter!" after a couple more incidents like that happened she realized (Wow these guys are kinda obnoxious) she thought and left as politely and as quickly as she could.
Walking down the train cars, each and every compartment seemed even louder than the last. "Jees, are there no nice quiet compartments?" she mumbled to herself as she wandered past loud, busy, rambunctious compartments, she then stopped in front of one of the very last, it seemed a bit smaller than the rest, but more importantly was that it was seemingly empty (ah, peace and quiet), she began to open the door when she noticed there was actually someone in there, a guy, just sitting there reading a book. "Hello!" she beamed as brightly as she could to the pale boy. "my name's Reely, Lavender Reely." the boy looked at her thru dark blond locks, his head still shoved in that book not speaking "so… um, can I sit here?" he thought a moment, than motioned for her to sit. Exhaling, not even realising she was holding her breath in the first place, she sat.
"you don't have any other friends coming to sit do you?" she shook her head, unable to speak from surprise, (wow he actually spoke) "uh, so are you a first year too?" he nodded his head yes, eyes still glued to his book. "Do you have a name?" he looked up briefly "Paden." It was a very shy yet firm answer like he didn't want to respond but was still trying to be polite, he than went back to reading. "do you have a last name?" she asked slightly sarcastically, "what's with you and questions." he said quite loudly compared to how softly he had spoken before, surprised she stumbled on her words "well I just… you know… um." realising how he was acting he immediately put down his book "I'm sorry, it's just I'm new to this whole wizarding thing" he said meekly "I just got my letter and it's like, congrats you're a wizard have fun fitting in even less now than you did before, you know?" Lavender didn't know how to respond, she always was exposed to the wizarding colter, and she fit in just fine with everyone… well except her family that is.
"Um… so, you're muggle born." she said rather awkwardly not knowing how to respond to that outburst "yah, you?" he asked kinda shyly "as pure-blooded as they come." she said in a rather reluctant tone, it was a quite akward 5 seconds that followed "Do you know what house you want to be in yet?" Lavender asked, yelling at herself internally for asking yet ANOTHER question, "humm, I haven't really given it much thought, but ravenclaw sounds nice, they like knowledge right? And knowledge can help people and I really want to change the world…" Paden said with a slight longing in his voice, snapping out of his trance he turns to Lavender "and umm, have you thought about it?"
"yeah, I'm a slytherin of course! my inter family was and know I will be, keeping up the tradition." she beamed "and slytherins are?" Paden questioned "ambitious… and pure blooded" she said under her breath. Paden smiled an honest smile"Furr."
"What?"
"You asked what my last name was, it's Furr, a pretty stupid last name huh."
"No Furr is a nice last name, it's a whole lot better than Reely at least…" they laugh at the one thing that they know they have in common, just awful last names.