To Hogwarts and Destiny

[Waterlily Rosefire]

Lily watched Niles as he took the seat across from her, next to Fitzwilliam. She had almost figured the boys would sit together, and she was actually glad for that. Cooties just weren't her cup of tea and she'd been warned by her father that boys possessed cooties until at least the age of thirteen, usually much longer. She gulped slightly at the thought, shaking her head at the offer of food from both of the males sitting across from her. "No thank you, both of you." She smiled. She would wait for the trolley as she really only wanted juice and pumpkin pasties. She wasn't a big sweets person in the first place.

"My Dad gave me a few extra coins for the trolley, I'll just wait for that." She gave them both a small smile, unsure of what else to say. She hadn't intended to seem rude by rejecting their offers for sweets. "I've been looking forward to these pumpkin pasties for a while now. My Mum would never let me eat them at home."

[Fitzwilliam Wentworth]

Wentworth felt none the worse for wear to hear her rejection of his lovely treats, and was interested to hear of the pumpkin pasties, "Pumpkin pasties do sound delicious. In fact that reminds me of a holiday that my family took in Cornwall..." The look of nostalgia swept over his expression as his mouth started to water. Finally snapping to he continued, "Well I hope you enjoy them... Bon Appetite." He took out his pocket knife and began cutting up an apple and eating it.

[Elisabetta Domenici]

Elisabetta Domenici gawked at the beautiful train called the Hogwarts Express. Though her parents had told her what it looked like, the experience of actually seeing it was much, much different.

"Wooowww..." she breathed, stopping in her tracks momentarily before resuming her pace toward the train. Her father, Damiano, helped her onto the train and down the corridor to where he almost immediately found an empty cabin.

"Darling, this is where I leave you." Damiano said. "We'll send you lots of owls telling you what's been going on, and remember, you're coming back home for the Christmas break. Do your best this term." he finished, planting a quick kiss on his daughter's forehead before making his way off the train to comfort his wife, who had begun to cry.