<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/260450157/original.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Devon MacMichaels (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16079521#msg16079521)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>9/1/22<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hogwarts Express - Compartment<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured with jeans and trainers<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Shocked<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corinne Bailey<br/><hr/><br/>Devon was having a rather good day so far.  Traveling to London with his parents, he had spent a small amount of time seeing the sites, as they did every year, before sending them both off with a hug and a promise to write.  Then after a quick snack in the Leaky Cauldron, he had hit a few shops in Diagon Alley, and even one in Knockturn Alley, before jetting off to King’s Cross to catch the train.<br/><br/>Leaving his trunk, Devon had grabbed a good book and settled into a compartment for the ride.  Having got a cup of tea off the trolley, as well as a pack of biscuits, Devon was enjoying his book in solitude (and indeed had lost track of time)  when all of the sudden the door flew open violently, and Corinne stormed in.<br/><br/>Sitting up suddenly in his startlement, Devon knocked over his (now cold) tea onto the floor, and blinked owlishly at the dark haired girl as she thrust a phone at his face.  Leaving the tea for the moment, why as he always making a mess when she was around, he took one look at Corrine’s ‘no time to mess about’ expression, and took the offered device.<br/><br/>Quickly entering in his info, and surprisingly NOT glancing at other contacts.  He handed her the phone back and pulled out his wand.  “Did…uh….did you want to put your info into mine, too?”  He asked, before pointing his wand at the spilled tea.<br/><br/>“Scourgify.”<br/>