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Never thought this would be done all over again. Thought that the last year of primary was the end of it and there would be at least a year between that and university. Yet; here the day came. The train that had grown oh so familiar with, 9 and 3/4, and a trolly with suitcases packed inside of it at the hip. Anew year at this University of Hogwarts, a new chance to hopefully change everything. To loosen the ties the familal name had on life or maybe even make new friends. The latter might be a logn stretch, but a new place always meant something new right? So one could hope for more friends couldn't they?<br/>
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Hoping that the University of Hogwarts was going to be a place of new change and also secretly hoped that his best friend, Clemintine, was also going to the university. It was strange to be away from her over the summer and now standing on the plaform alone; feeling very much like a sore thumb or an idiot of sorts. Listening to passer-bys as they talked amongst themselves, with family or bid goodbye to old friends after a visit. Heels clicking against cememnt and he got the itching feeling of eyes on him. Though it wasn uncertain if this was a normal occurance or just something freak.<br/>
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Atticus had always been under the eyes of the wizarding world. From the time he was just a tiny little fella to now as a full adult. Maybe it was because people knew who he was, what his family was and the rumors leaking behind them or was it his look? Tall, skinny red-head with sunken eyes and poor posture? He didn't look that weird did he? Atticus wasn't sure, but either way he didn't like being watched and he shifted uncomfortably while waiting for the train. Hoping the day would get better and things would look up.<br/>
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A new year, a new chance for change.<br/>
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With the lost in thought stance he had, he nearly missed the call for boarding the train. Hogwarts Express; a place he never thought he'd return to and more unexpectedly find himself in a compartment with three other people. One of thank thankfully being Clemintine, but the other two where completel strangers. The silence between the four was deafening and Atticus wasn't sure where to even begin. Should he be the first to speak? First to introduce himself? Was that a smart idea or would that lead to harsh words? The red-head was very unsure about it, but decided to speak up first; even if it was something as simple as:<br/>
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"<b>Well this is an unlikely bunch, isn't it?" </b><br/>
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