[center] [URL=http://s87.photobucket.com/user/mary_anne_shipp_yo/media/Luca%201_zpsgyhu1jpp.gif.html][IMG]http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k133/mary_anne_shipp_yo/Luca%201_zpsgyhu1jpp.gif[/IMG][/URL] [h3][color=007236]Ophelia Crafter[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location; Platform 9 3/4, on the train[/u][/b] ???
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] No one [/center]

"Now, you're absolutely [i]sure[/i] your wand is in your bag?"

Ophelia always hoped that it would be different. Her parents would see her off to school without completely embarrassing her.

Her father eyeballed her while her mother remained silent. She was always the one who kept her cool, but honestly, that was just because she would start to cry if she tried to speak. Ophelia was their world, a gift from someone watching over.

She groaned, stuck her hand in her messenger bag and pulled out her wand. She waved it in front of her father's face while his eyes widened. He gently shoved her arm down to her side.

"Put that away!" He scolded. "A wand is not a play toy."

Ophelia rolled her eyes and stared at her mother with pleading eyes. Sabrina smiled and placed a hand on Cassius' shoulder. 

"Calm down, Cass. Let's say our goodbyes so that she can get on the train." At the last part of the sentence, Ophelia noticed that her mother's eyes began to water a little bit. She screamed internally. [i]Every time.[/i]

She hugged both her parents for an excruciatingly long time while they both told her how much they would miss her and how much they loved her. She was certain her face was brighter than her hair at this point, and she tried not to look around her at all the other students getting ready to go to Hogwarts as well. 

"Remember to write us, sweet one!" Her mother called after her as she began to board the train. Ophelia glanced back and smiled at them awkwardly. She loved her parents, but [i]my god[/i], were they annoying. She waved quickly and then pushed herself onto the train to avoid anymore embarrassing messages.

Every compartment Ophelia passed had either a couple of people or a lot of people inside. She began to lose hope that she would never find an empty one to sit in, but luck was on her side when she found a lonely little compartment. Once all her things were settled, Ophelia sat down and removed her scarf and jacket. She let her little feline friend out of his cage and he immediately hopped up on to her lap, purring heavily as Ophelia moved her hand across his gray back.

She looked out the window but could not seem to find her parents. That was alright though. Her mother [i]did[/i] tell her to write them. A yawn escaped her mouth and in response, Ophelia let her head fall back onto the seat. Fatigue washed over her-it had been a long day. As if on cue, Thomas snuggled himself into Ophelia's lap while her eyes slowly closed. The memory of smile remained on her lips as drowsiness took over and pulled her into sleep.