<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Mery_1_zpsc24b4b25.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>Meryem Bailey<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Hogwarts Express<br/><strong>House ::</strong>Gryffindor<br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong>5th Year / Prefect<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>September 1st, Morning<br/><strong>What ::</strong>Farewells and Sticking Her Nose Where it Does Not Belong.<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Drake, Tonks, Open<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">MUAHAHAHA Approval! *rubs hands together*</div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Meryem noted, with a dual twinge of relief and unhappiness, the farewells between her and Rania were getting shorter and less tearful. Neither one of them had even shed a tear this time, and Rania had been making googley eyes at a seventh year Hufflepuff for the majority of the time she had been on the platform. It was odd, feeling the gap between them widening, and it was only natural for it to happen. They hadn't been the others entire world for nearly five years. She stood, watching the seventh year as well, then nudged her tall, blonde twin with a smirk, "I guess<em>I</em>had better get on the train, before it leaves without me,"<br/><br/>Rania nudged her back and stuck her tongue out, "None of the boys at my school are half as cute, Mery. You should get his number for me,"<br/><br/>"Easier to write an owl,"<br/><br/>"How exactly does that work? I always worry Archy is going to deliver my letters to someone in Tibet..."<br/><br/>They both looked at where the dark owl hopped excitedly about in his cage, cooing in response to those around him, before Mery said slowly, "He might...but most other owls are really good about it, and he hasn't done it...yet"<br/><br/>The warning blast of the Hogwart's Express caused them both to jump, and Mery clung to her sister tightly, and was relieved to feel the same desperate hug in return, "Have fun this year, Mery. I'm proud of you!" Rania tapped the Prefects badge pinned to her shirt, "Now go!"<br/><br/>Mery smiled, then turned to slip on board the already crowded train. Her trunk had been loaded earlier be some helpful Gryffindor's, so her only luggage was Archy as she pushed her way down the crowded corridor, heading towards the front car where her Prefect's letter had instructed her to go.<br/><br/>She heard the commotion before she saw it, the narrow corridor was filled with curious onlookers. Pushing her way to the front, with Archy hooting his pleasure for everyone to hear, she let out a long breath, recognizing both of the students involved as classmates, though none of them were in the same house. Part of her wanted to push past, to unsee what she was witnessing, but there was that damn badge she was wearing proudly...<br/><br/>"Hey!" she tried to make herself heard, but in her own mind it sounded like a whisper, "Both of you, what is going on here?"