Sorry I haven't been posting, I've been sick lately!

//Brendan//

I opened the door to one of the only compartments that didn't look overly crowded and stepped inside. Instantly I sawa Gryffindor, a Slytherin, and Eimhir, a fellow Ravenclaw. The Gryffindor, I think her name was Monika, and the Slytherin, Kale, I believe, were standing up, wands out. I sighed. Put a Gryffindor and a Slytherin in the same compartment and this was bound to happen. "Hey, guys!" I said rather louder than needed. "Hey, Brendan," Eimhir said in her usual quiet way, and Kale and Monika put their wands away. "Hey." Kale and Monika said in unison. I sat down on the bench after swinging my bags up to the luggage rack. "So...how was your summers?" I asked awkwardly. "Good, good," People chorused.

Gah, sorry that wasn't very good, I just woke up. -.-

((I'm operating under the assumption that this is set in the year following the Dark Lord's defeat, per ZB's original suggestion. If we're not, feel free to Internet-slap me.))

The boy named Cauliflower, or some other vegetable--Kale, was it? sat down heavily and glowered at me [I'm changing to first person, seems to work better in an RP].  Brendan Karnthy tried to make the atmosphere lighter, and as usual succeded.  Kale and I were the only ones not roaring with laughter at his jokes as the train roared off and the station receded into the distance.

I felt horrible, my throat tight and inflamed with the spells I hadn't uttered.  I had never attracted this much attention before, and though in the past I would have tried to follow Marian's example and shrug it off carelessly, I couldn't.  Maybe it was Eimhir's innocent question about Marian that had set me off.  It's never smart to get involved with humans, I could imagine Shi-zi breathing down my neck.

It wasn't just my imagination.  Something was breathing down my neck.  I reached up to the luggage rack and felt a hot and sticky nose.  I looked up and saw her.  She wasn't invisible anymore!  Trapped beneath the heavy trunk that Brendan had plopped on the rack she was struggling, half hidden, to get free.  Her amber eyes looked at me desperately, and I knew what I had to do.  Nobody knew about her, and I had to keep it that way.  I didn't want her to get hurt, so I only had one option...

I tapped Eimhir, sitting next to me, on the shoulder and under the cover of the laughter of Brendan and the purple haired girl who had slipped into the compartment, I whispered urgently into her ear.  She frowned, but then she stood up and murmering something about the bathroom left.

The purple-haired girl I didn't know, and I didn't feel too much like warning Brendan or Kale.  Call me cruel, but they really wouldn't be hurt that much.  I surreptitiously pulled out my wand and stood up.  The next few seconds were hard to recall.  I had a glimpse of Kale, seeing me draw my wand, stand up also, but then I muttered a spell and there was a massive explosion.  Shi-zi was literally blown onto my shoulders, in an burst of pain I saw red dripping from my shoulders and the luggage rack went flying in all directions.

The door burst open and Shi-zi, turning invisible as she leapt, jumped off my shoulders and raced down the corridor.  The two cats shot yowling down the corridor and the three other people and I inside were thrown onto their faces in the corridor, as pieces of luggage flew over our heads.

In the relative quiet that followed the massive boom, I pulled my self off the ground and almost fell back down, dizzy.  I heard whimpering and saw the purple haired girl next to me on her back, shocked and covered in dust but unhurt.  Kale and I, nearest to the luggage rack, took the brunt of it--I saw him nursing a swollen teeth and I felt the blood on my shoulders.

People were pouring out, buzzing with shock.  I heard snippets of "Bomb in the train!" and "What's a bomb?" to "Someone blew themselves up!" "Is there a train wreck?"

I saw the girl with light brown hair who had criticized Kale's dueling stance peer past with interested eyes.  Suddenly I had a flashback.  Another explosion, another year, and Marian running, running through dark trees.  I swam into the present and heard the train screeching to a stop.  What had I gotten myself into?  I never thought about the consequences.

Ok, I'm going to go ahead and reveal the secret...

This is pretty much what I've been doing while the other events took place so, sorry it's so long

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//Maji

I
weave through the  crowd, trying to find an empty compartment.  At last I find what I'm looking for, and with a mutter jump in, hoping with all
my heart that I could stay alone for the train ride.  The corners of my
eyes are wet with tears.  Hopefully this year won't be like the last
one.  I hope so desperately that maybe this time no.... no accidents
will happen.  My hand instincitvely reaches up to grasp the crystal
strung around my neck at the thought.  The other kids . . . they will all
go on with their normal activities, they only see the surface.  Those
that have the eye to dig deeper, I must avoid.  I can't afford to have
anyone know my secret.  Slowly rubbing the crystal with my thumb, I
start to mutter a few words under my breath, slowly, the crystal becomes
clearer.  This is my reminder that I am different from all the people
on this train.  There, in the center of the clear crystal, is a large
scale.  But this scale is not ordinary.  This is one from the legendary
snake, Nagini.  This is my secret. I am a descendent of the Dark Lord. 
Voldemort, You Know Who.  My only link to my past.  I was left alone by
my parents and am now adopted by a pureblood family.  They are good to
me, still predujuced as all are these days.  Dwelling on these thoughts
for a while, i stare out the window, grateful that I had this rare
moment of peace, something almost unheard of on the Hogwarts train. 
Something fuzzy brushes up against my leg.  I jump back in surprise,
then a warm smile crosses my face.  I had forgotten about Paka, my cat.  He jumps onto my lap and I allow myself to relax into the seat.  Suddenly, the car shakes and both Paka and I sit bolt upright at the sound.  Sighing, I think that it's probably just some of those students that I avoid, for reasons that I stated earlier.  And maybe Brendan.  I know him... Well, if my assumptions are correct, then it was just a remark someone made, next thing you know, people are pointing wands.  There might be a bit of blood, and maybe curses, but among third and fourth years, nothing compared to what I know, what I have seen.  Let them carry on with their games... I have worse things on my mind.

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Capatcha says womb..... Ok then....