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[color=fff200]"Gee, thanks Piper. Glad to know you got my back,"[/color] Halle replied sarcastically to her friend's comment, sticking out her tongue. Jokes aside, Halle had deep trust in Piper to not bombard her too badly in the sport- had Halle been a Beater, she would have done the same. That being said, Halle always made sure to brace herself during Quidditch matches against Slytherin because of the other Beater on the emerald green team's half of the pitch.

That was information that she never had to tell to anybody- it was just a fact of life. 

Halle had a start when Barnaby the owl nicked Piper's finger, but was quickly relieved when she saw limited blood. Caution entering her mind, Halle carefully moved her hands away from the bars of Gawain's cage- the owl had a tendency to grow violent with little provocation. 

Suddenly, the train gave a jerk and began rolling down the tracks towards Hogwarts. Halle felt elation spiral up within her chest as Hogwarts grew closer and closer. Though she loved her parents and the time she spent with them dearly, Halle missed Hogwarts. Maybe it was her friends there, or the staff, or Quidditch, or the overall magic of the place, but whatever it was, it had a certain allure to it that was undeniable. 

[sup][color=fff200]"omigod omigod omigod omigod omigod,"[/color][/sup] Halle squeaked as the train rumbled out of the station, watching the wizard parents wave their children goodbye and slowly fade out of view as the Hogwarts Express rolled away. She regained her normal(ish) composure after several breaths, and returned to normally bubbly social mode, turning to Jax. [color=fff200]"Well, Jax, I'll find you if I need help on Potions. I looked at this year's Potions textbooks, and I'm afraid I'll be awfully lost all year,"[/color] Halle said with a weak smile. [color=fff200]"Also, if you need anything with your brother, we're in the same House. He's such an angel, Jacob is,"[/color] Halle said brightly, relaxing back in her seat. 

As Gawain stared with a certain evil disposition at Barnaby and made several threatening wing motions at him, Halle looked amiably at the other passengers in the caboose. The same sugary sweetness as always. 

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