<div class="floatleft">(https://vistapointe.net/images/alina-kovalenko-1.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Quinn Hurst (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16094008#msg16094008)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>September 1st, 2022 | In transit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hogwarts Express cab<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Floral dress as pictured with these tights and boots (http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/2eja9k-l-610x610-shoes-brown-autumn-autumn+outfit-girly-black-combat+boots-boots-tan-cute-vintage-ankle+boots-cute+shoes-fall+fashion-cute+boots.jpg)<br/><strong>Mood Music:</strong>Phoebe Ryan - Mine (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jDGOU24Yf4Y)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Traveling to Hogwarts<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Reyansh Desai<br/><hr/><br/>The door suddenly pushed open and Quinn’s brows furrowed. Surely it was still too early for the snack trolly to make its way around, right? Thankfully, Luna was still in the small carrier she had brought along with her, figuring the cat would take a nap during the ride. She had brought plenty of things to keep Luna entertained and full, knowing all too well how long the train ride actually was. But, at least when they initially took off, Luna tended to fall asleep and only gained her energy back after a long nap.<br/><br/>Quinn glanced up from her sketchbook in time to see someone stepping inside and placing his effects above the seat, in the overhead section. He muttered something, but when he turned she realized he had his wand in his mouth, which caused her to understand why he was so impossible to comprehend. “Sorry?” She asked, leaning forward a little bit to signal that she hadn’t heard him clearly at all. It seemed that the realization on his face coincided with her speaking, as if he hadn’t even noticed her before she spoke up.<br/><br/>Well, that would have hardly been the first time she went invisible.<br/><br/>The fellow student leaned forward to observe her sketchbook paper, which was more visible with how Quinn had moved closer to the other side of the compartment. She followed his gaze, confused at first about what had preoccupied him so much. That was, until her bright eyes drifted downward and she realized that he had been staring at her drawing. Out of embarrassment, she leaned back again and readjusted so that the sketchbook was tucked against her legs and a little harder to see from the opposite seat.<br/><br/>He finally replaced his wand and took a seat opposite her, before complimenting her craft and calling her quite good. “Oh,” Quinn blushed furiously, shaking her head but smiling all the while. “Well, thanks. I don’t know about that, but I appreciate the compliment.” She took a breath and then gulped audibly. “I’m Quinn Hurst. I’m not sure if we’ve met before or not…” she trailed off before beginning a new sentence. “There are so many students at Hogwarts, it’s hard to remember names,” she chuckled, quietly.