[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#4BF6FF]Jaxon Noah Chaucer[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5c/81/04/5c810464efe348e165188de0266c1c7c.jpg?b=t[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Hogwarts Express Compartment
[b]Interacting With:[/b] No one this time![/center][hr]


It was definitely an interesting train ride, one that Jaxon felt for sure would be remembered even after he graduated the magical school. It turned boring near the end but what long time travel didn’t at some point. When the conversations filtered to a stand still, Jax actually felt a bit more comfortable. He enjoyed companionable silence, and got a lot of work done in such environments. 

With such a quiet company, Jax figured he might as well get in some of the last bits on his extra credit Charms assignment that he took on during the summer. It was simple in theory, a ten parchment thesis on a particular Charm, how it’s useful, its weaknesses, and potential additions that could be used to make it better. Jax had chosen the explosion charm, Bombarda and wrote on its bits and pieces while also applying a flashing charm instead of a bang and a caterwauling charm as well. The theory was that the loud bang and flashing light would disorient. 

With his attention fully on his ‘homework’ Jaxon lost any space left in whatever conversations did go on. He didn’t buy any sweets either, his quill just scritch scratching when he was asked. It was a common Jaxon move, to completely zone out when he was focused on a particular thing. Multi-tasking was a skill he had, but not when he put his entire being into one subject or task. 

He finished the assignment with about three hours to spare and excused himself from his compartment friends to change into his school robes. After finished the simple change he wrapped a blue and black scarf around his neck, adjusting it to a more stylish look and then making his way back to the compartment. 

For the rest of the trip, Jaxon just read from his copy of ‘dueling through the age’s, a compleat history of the wizarding worlds finest.’ Sandstorm was still curled up beside the sleeping Damien and Jaxon had to resist messing with his sleeping friend. It didn’t take long for the train to reach hogsmeade and as the locomotive pulled into the station Jax had stood and stretched for a few while everyone filed out of the compartment. He didn’t like to fight big crowds so he as patient and woke Damien up while putting Sandstorm back in her cage. A short trip to his luggage with his pet and he was ready to disembark himself. 

As one of the last people onto the hogsmeade station it also meant he had to get one of the last carriages filled with some second years and third. He made no motion of acknowledging the thestrals. He knew it wasn’t their fault but looking at them reminded him of just ‘how’ he was able to see them and some things weren’t worth thinking about. Instead he simply let his mind wander to the feast, the sorting, and the start of classes. He was quite looking forward to getting back into the school time routine, though still in the back of his mind was the ‘please have fun this year son’ from his parents. It would be interesting for sure.

As the carriage stopped outside the front entrance, Jaxon was more than ready for the ride to be over. He entered the great hall while his stomach protested how hungry it was and the 5th year tried to console it with thoughts of how amazing the feast was going to be. Again, being one of the last to enter, he was stuck near the end of the table. He wouldn’t get to welcome any of the first years right away, but that was fine with him. He briefly scanned around the room, a smile coming to his face at all the familiar faces. He was truly looking forward for this year to begin.