Damian listened in as Halle went on to go talk about her summer to Piper. Damian smiled slightly as she explained what television was to Piper. Believe it or not, there were some things muggles actually did better than wizards. Inventing the television was one of them. Damian agreed with Piper as she spoke of the television and how she wished the magic world had them. Instead, we got stuck with moving newspapers.
Damian's mind began to wander as he petted Jax's cat Sandstorm, the cat started to purr next to him. Looking around at the students that filled the compartment with him, he sighed quietly. They all had been going to the same school as him for 4, going on 5 years now and this was probably the most interaction aside from Jax, that he's ever had with them. He smiled a little though, perhaps this was the start of some great friendships.
Damian had snapped back into reality shortly as Piper went on talking about her family reunion, and how they had been pestering her about a boyfriend. Damian chuckled slightly at that, he knew that feeling all too well as he recalled his mom doing the same thing about a girlfriend. He always shrugged it off though, as he did with most things. Whenever it happens, it happens.
Halle turned her attention towards Damian, addressing his question if she was ready for the school year. "This year? I mean, we have OWLs this year, right? That's cool. But also kind of nerve-wracking. I mean, I totally bombed Potions last year and now I'm kind of worried that I'm going to fail it this year and the same thing with Herbology they're tough classes and even the other classes that I did well in will be harder so I don't really know if I'm going to make it next year to move on with my education but overall I'm excited, but a little nervous, but excited."
Damian listened as intently as he could. The Hufflepuff rattled off words, in what seemed like one breath. Dame smiled at Halle, she seemed so bubbly and he envied that trait. Wishing he could harness only 5% of the energy she had, he wouldn't need to take his naps every day.
Halle's cheeks started to turn red in a blush as she realized her rambling ways. "sorry, I do that a lot,"
she said quietly as she sat down. Damian chuckled a little, "No need to worry Halle, You're very talented. I've seen you in charms, and you're a natural."
Damian scratched his cheek as he continued, "And hey, I bombed potions last year too. So if you ever need someone to bomb with, I'm here for it. We can drown in our disappointment together."
Damian gave her a smile as he joked around. Well actually, I bombed more than potions last year.
He thought to himself, but she didn't need to know that."Ow!"
Piper cried out, apparently, she had put her finger in the cage absent-mindedly as she listened in. Damian laughed at that. If he had gotten 1 bronze knut for every time he did that with his Owl Rondo while he zoned out. He would be a very rich man. Piper chastised the bird, "Not cool man, not cool."
She was met with the Owl pushing his head against the cage bars, trying to get a pet. After Piper wiped the speck of blood off her finger, she went between the bars to give the Owl as he pleased."Anyway, I hope you guys are ready to get crushed in Quidditch this year. We Puffs are taking the House Cup,"
Halle boasted, "You don't stand a chance."
Piper was the first to speak up on the matter, "You wish. Mark my word: I take no enjoyment from it, but I will hit you hard with a Bludger if necessary."
Damian once again shuddered at the memory of one of her bludgers hitting his back, "Yeah trust me. You don't wanna get hit by one of those."
Damian was going to go on and boast of his own quidditch team, Ravenclaw and their chances of winning the house cup this year. He was interrupted, however, with the start of the train. Damian looked out the window, to spot one of the large clocks overhanging off the side of one of the pillars. 11 O'Clock.
Damian thought to himself, time really flew by since he first sat down. All the conversation must have made time fly by. He shrugged, as he looked to the people that filled the compartment with him. "I guess we're off."
The loud train whistle bellowed throughout the platform, looking out of the window Damian watched as all the parents waved their students off. The Hogwarts Express was on the move, once again leaving right at 11 O'Clock without fail. The same destination it made it's way too every year. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.