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Blinking twice, Kurtz also stood up, his red hair gleaming from the daylight still outside. "Yeah.... a bit too fast..." He muttered, giving a slight run of his claw through his hair.

Manic yawned audibly, giving quite a smile afterwards. "So, are we going to get out or just sit here?"
"Oh w-we're here?" Snow said in disbelief that they were actually at Hogwarts at the time. She softly started to shake as she grew more nervous "Wow..q-quick ride huh?" the white furred wolf girl stood up from her seat "Yeah lets go..dont want to be late." she said looking out of the train door seeing a hurd of furs going towards the exits. Taking a deep breath she stepped out of the compartment with Manic and Kurtz towards the exits like the other children.
Flynn slung his bag over his shoulder and stood up, trembling with excitement. I can't believe I'm finally here! He wagged his tail quickly as he and the other three left the cabin to disembark.
Shakarr nodded at Darky, and he and his sister sat down.

After some time riding in silence, Shakarr felt the train slowing down. When it stopped, he looked over at Darky.

"You don't talk much do you. Anyway.. I'm Shakarr, this is my sister Alita."

He extended his hand toward him.
Noticing that they had finally reached their destination, the panther quickly got to his feet and walked out of the compartment, brushing right past the boy and his sister.

"Seems we've arrived," he said in a low voice, his face once again hidden in the shadows of his hood. He quickly made his way to the car's exit door, patiently waiting for the chance to disembark.
Professor Badragon disembarked the train. He nodded to the elderly Keeper of the Keys, who nodded in return, displacing straggly grey hairs over his face. "First years, to Mister Feltburn, please!" he called out to the students. "First years to Mister Feltburn! That's this chap here, lad..." he said, pushing a slightly befuddled looking non-discript first year to him.

The Professor headed up to the carrages. The wind was strong today, and his robes billowed a little behind him as he pulled his matching navy cloak around him. He couldn't see the Trestles, but he boarded, confident they were there, as older students climbed into the others.

"I hope the feast's good this year: the snack lady seemed to have disappeared."
Jade shivered excitedly and chased after Flynn. Ohh, I hope everyone is as nice as him... She blushed at that thought as she yanked her suitcase out of the carriage and ran to catch up with Flynn. She grinned at him "Any idea what subjects everyone's taking, Flynn?"
"Let's see," Flynn said as he took his luggage from the attendent, "I imagine plenty of applied study. Charms, I suppose, and potions. And," he trembled a little, "defense against the dark arts." He shuddered a little. "I'm not really looking forward to that one." He smiled inwardly. I'll take any course I need to to keep being friends with you, Jade.
Jade giggled "I'm not looking forwards to any of the lessons... I don't know that first thing about Charms or Potions or anything..."

OOC: The first years go by boat, right? :P
The panther grabbed his two pieces of luggage from the carriage and went over to Mr. Feltburn, letting out a growl of annoyance as he was bumped and jostled by several students.