<div class="floatleft">(http://www.wetpaint.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/14549977_1189164604501232_3497961772638273536_n.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Cecilia Price (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14079007#msg14079007)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Same pink sweater in picture and this skirt, with heels (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0d/11/c8/0d11c87d6ea0ef48a4bd1407205777e3--black-tights-black-leggings.jpg) and rose gold infinity promise ring (http://cdn.supadupa.me/shop/20655/images/1923111/il_fullxfull.545557617_qg05_grande.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Chestnut | Dragon Heartstring | 9 ¼ inches | Slightly bendy<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Unsorted | First<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 1 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Hogwarts Express (departure and arrival)<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>It's finally time!<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Cash Cash Feat. Bebe Rexha- Home (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kDo2SiW3JHU)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Closed |<strong>Mentioning:</strong>Preston<br/><hr/><br/>"No, no, no!" A petite blur was speeding through the massive clump of people blocking the entrances to the Hogwarts Express. As usual, she was running late and had to scurry in her heels. Of course, she wouldn't run in them. And who would? The risk of tarnishing the heel was too likely and quite frankly, nothing was worth that, now was it?<br/><br/>"Excuse me!" Cecilia finally blurted out, after attempting to move around one particularly large person who simply wouldn't budge, like a tree stump rooted to the ground. Manners would have dictated that she apologize to him, because for some reason saying 'sorry' or 'pardon' was expected and deemed polite. In her rush, however, Cecilia didn't manage to remember. Not that he deserved an apology, at any rate.<br/><br/>When she finally managed to squeeze her way onto the train, Cecilia released a sigh of relief. "Made it," she muttered to herself, before checking the window for her family and their house elf - Toby - who had stowed her luggage away for her. Hopefully the house elves at Hogwarts were given instruction to collect her luggage upon arrival. It wasn't like she'd remember, or strain herself to tug it along; perish the thought.<br/><br/>One final wave was directed at them before the train took off. Just like that, she was on her own - travelling away from home for the first time in her life, without a single member of her family to accompany her. With a careful look around, Cecilia found herself seeking out Preston. However, the hall was cramped and people were drifting into compartments in herds.<br/><br/>It was too easy for her to get swept up in yet another crowd, nearly carried with them as a group of students headed into a pod. The students all introduced themselves to one another and chatted for the entirety of the trip. Before she knew it, they had arrived. Cecilia stood up and blinked owlishly as the other students slipped their robes on over their clothing.<br/><br/>"Must we change into those now? My robe is in my luggage." She spoke to a fellow first year who was just as clueless as she was and utterly unhelpful. "Ugggh!" She groaned aloud, a little too loudly actually, before her shoulders sagged and she released a profound sigh. A sigh that hardly seemed appropriate given the context.<br/><br/>"Now I'm expected to go all the way down there and figure out where Toby shoved my crate and rifle through it just to get it out?!" Her tone had changed into a whine. Thankfully, it worked to gain her the pity of an upperclassman who had overheard the dilemma and offered to help. Once the train stopped and they made their way to the station, Cecilia waited with arms folded, her shoe tapping as she waited.<br/><br/>When he finally turned around to present her robes to her, she scoffed and snatched it from his hand. "Finally!" With an exaggerated sigh, she swept the robe onto herself and then glanced down at her outfit. "Ew, it's so... drab. I'm in desperate need of more color." Without a proper 'thank you' to the boy who had helped her out, Cecilia simply skipped off, leaving him to pull along her luggage for her as she made her way to the boats that would take them across the lake and to Hogwarts.<br/><br/><hr/><div align="center"><em>End.</em></div>