I'm in the mode for a Harry Potter RP...

(YEAH!)

(WAIT DOES THAT MEAN I'M WRITING THE STARTER?)

(YEAH)

(AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH give me a second.)

(Ok… :P)

Rowan had arrived at the train station, but she had no clue as to where to go. All the letter said was platform 9 and 3/4 whatever that meant.

(Oh! I have a different character I want to use. Can I switch?)

Evelyn walked through the wall and bumped into a younger kid (Rowan). "Bloody hell! Sorry!"

(Yeah that's fine Camie)

Rowan jumped at this. She pulled out her notebook and wrote, It's fine!

Lloyd had gotten onto the train early. He lived alone, so he didn't have to wait on parents or anything. He stroked Phos absently, looking out the window from his otherwise empty compartment.

Name: Melissa Calaway
Age: 11
Race: English Pureblood
Years at Hogwarts: 1
Gender: Female
Personality: Shy, super shy. Like, blends into the shadows and doesn't come out until everyone is gone shy. Is easily overlooked and underestimated. Is really nice! Everyone who does see her (not many) always think that she is mean and cruel because she is a Slytherin pureblood. Very selfless (not Abnegation selfless, but almost)
Looks: Medium length jet black hair pinned back with silver clips. Silvery blue eyes.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes to be with her Muggle boyfriend. Dislikes her Muggle boyfriend finding out that she was a witch and dumping her.
Weakness: Doesn't have any friends because no one ever notices her and her social interaction skills are few and far between.
House: Slytherin
Powers: Can cast a perfect patronus
Patronus: Fox
Other: Has some form of bipolar depression

(EAAAJHH ILL RP TOMORROW.)

(Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. It's Melissa!)

Evelyn squinted at the paper. "Oh thank goodness! Probably shouldn't stand in front of the entrance though." She adjusted the bag under her arm. "My name's Evelyn. What's yours?"

(Actually, could I be both characters? I'm so wishy-washy, I'm sorry!)

(Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. It's Melissa!)

(finger guns You know it! :P)

Rowan smiled and wrote down, I'm Rowan. Nice to meet you.

(Tis fine friend! If you think you can manage it, go for it.)

"Nice to meet you to Rowan. This your first year at Hogwarts?" She asked.

Rowan nodded, Yeah, and I'm a little overwhelmed.

"I now how you feel. Want me to help you with your luggage?"

Rowan nodded and smiled at her gratefully, That would be great!

Evelyn smiled. She grabbed one of the bags and guided Rowan onto the train. "So, what wand type did you get?" She asked as they squeezed past a couple of students.

(Yes, let's GO!)

Melissa pushed her luggage cart all over the station. 9 3/4, there's no such thing! she thought. She began to panic.

Reyna hurried through the train station, desperate to reach the platform on time. Jolie sqwaked, her cage was getting rattled around in all of the commotion. "Hush, we're almost there," Reyna whispered.

A rowan, phoenix, 8 1/2 inches, Rowan wrote down.

"Nice. So do your parents work in the Ministry, Gringotts, or Diagon Alley?" They entered an empty compartment and Evelyn swung the bags onto a shelf.

None of the above, Rowan wrote down, I only found out I was a witch recently.

"Oh! So you're a muggle then. Cool." She leaned in. "Piece of advice for ya. Wish I didn't have to tell you this, but stay away from the blokes in the green. Most if not all of them do not like muggles."

(Gonna go spend time with my ma. See ya!)