<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/7l5hsIl.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Adalheida "Addy" Ogden (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998458#msg13998458)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Channeling Wednesday Addams. (https://orig00.deviantart.net/4dee/f/2017/325/2/e/2ec705a99b20cf9aa013a69614e210ad-dbuf8n5.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Halfblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Beech Wood, Rougarou Hair, 11.5'<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: 1st Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sept. 1st<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>10:45am<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Platform Nine and Three Quarters, boarding train<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong><br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Pick up all the pieces and go back to the start. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Tt3Ev-6pAM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>-OPEN-<br/><hr/><br/>"I can't believe we're running so late," her mother snipped, but it was part of her plan. Be as late as possible. Find the last open spots and hunker down and just try to figure out how to pass the time. It's why she'd taken so long braiding her hair this morning. Braiding and unbraiding it, pretending like she didn't see the clock, "You look like a No-Maj cartoon witch. It's very rude," to which she rolled her eyes a little, "This is so much more crowded than I expected. Must be because it takes a larger pool of students than Ilvermorny."<br/><br/>"Ilvermorny services they entire North American continent, Mom," she lagged behind a little as she fussed with something in her purse.<br/><br/>"What're you doing? What do you have in there? Addy...give me the purse."<br/><br/>Addy sighed. She was being berated by her mother in front of everyone. Luckily, everyone was busy finding their friends and getting on the train in a hurry. She was sure she was the last thing on their minds, "It's nothing. Why didn't Dad come?"<br/><br/>"Would you have talked to him if he did?" it was true, she'd been giving the cold shoulder for the last six months, "He had to work. You know he's not comfortable with all of this yet," it had been one thing to know his wife and daughter were witches, but it wasn't till talk of Addy going off to school that he started realizing how real it was. The culture back home was very different from here. A witch and No-Maj could marry back home and never have to cross their two lives. It was all very separate. But here, it seemed common for a No-Maj to be highly knowledgeable and involved in their spouse and children's magical lives. He was having as hard a time with it as she was, "What the hell is in your bag? Give me that."<br/><br/>"Mom..." she tried to snatch it back, but the older witch snagged it from her and tore it open.<br/><br/>"Oh my god, Addy. What is that?!"<br/><br/>"Shhhhh...Mom...you're going to get me in trouble..." she tried to shut the bag before it could get out, but her mother held it firm.<br/><br/>"Is that a Hodag?"<br/><br/>"It's just a baby."<br/><br/>"Do you know how big those things get? What do you need that for?" the horned, frog like creature croaked a little and her mother shut the bag quick, but wouldn't give it back, "Why do you need an animal that can be used to give immunity to being drunk? These aren't native here. You're going to create an invasive species."<br/><br/>"I just thought it was cute..."<br/><br/>"What else do you have?"<br/><br/>"Nothing."<br/><br/>"Liar. Empty it," her mother pointed at the trunk.<br/><br/>"Mom, I'm gonna miss the train."<br/><br/>With a sigh, the older woman relented, "If I get one letter...just one letter, Addy, I mean it..." but the threat was left open. Her mother was good at counting to three and then giving up. It would be a lie to say that Addy didn't take advantage of it once in a while to get away with certain things. Not that she ever did anything really bad. She was always well meaning and never intentionally malicious.<br/><br/>"Bye, Mom!" she managed to snatch the purse back, but realized it was much lighter. The Hodag was gone and she felt her heart sink a little. Mother had sent it back home. It would be sent back to it's home in Wisconsin before she was home for Christmas break.<br/><br/>A little sad, she dragged her trunk onto the train and started navigating her way down the corridor to find a place to sit.