Platform Nine and Three Quarter and Train

"That's a handy trick. So when did you figure out you could do this?" He asked, sitting down next to Kaalee. He eyed her drink and decided he wanted one. "Can I have some of the shepherds pie, Cornish pasties, turkey legs, mashed potatoes, peas, and a vanilla milkshake, please," he told the of, who he believed was a shy little creature named Winnie.

"Forever I guess...my mum taught me how to do it." Kaalee shrugged.
"So, where'd you grow up?" She asked him.

Winnie put a tray down in front of him with a meek bow, and he gave her a bright, true smile. "Thank you so much, Winnie!" He took a sip of the milkshake and moaned in pleasure. "I forgot how good sugar tastes," he apologized. "My mum out a strict no sugar rule in our house this summer, so the only time I had it was when I snuck out with my little siblings and we went to this great bakery just down the street. I grew up in this little cottage on the outskirts of Kent, a little ways beyond the muggles. Mum has a problem with muggle things." He shrugged.
"What about you?"

"Everywhere. I grew up in the East End and France but after my mum...died we moved around. Currently we're living in Yorkshire." Kaalee said.

He winced as he swallowed a mouthful of hot pasties. "I'm sorry for your loss," he said, giving her an empathetic look. "What was it like, living in all those different places?"

"It was lonely. I don't understand why people want to move around like this all the time." Kaalee shrugged.
"How's your food?" She asked him.

"If you're in the right company, I can see the appeal. You never get to know a place so well that it's boring; there's always something new and exciting to explore. But again, the people you're with have an effect. And it's great! Delicious! So much better than my mum's." he shuddered, thinking of the blackened mutton, and the overlooked curry. "Want a pasty? Probably the best I've ever had."

"I guess. And you're right, the company I 5avel with probably does make a difference." Kaalee shrugged
"So Mister...what is your last name? That line really doesn't work if I don't have your last name." Kaalee asked him.

"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours," he said with an eyebrow wiggle that implied so much more.

"You can't charm me the way you can all the rest of the girls. But my last name is Black." Kaalee told him.

"But it's my best subject!" He pouted. "Mine's Summerby, Miss Black." He finished off the rest of his shepherds pie and chased it down with a gulp of milkshake. He started on his fifth Cornish pasty.

"My gosh child you eat more then Ron does, and that's saying somethin'" Kaalee said as her plates disappeared.

"I'm a growing lad!" He cris in protestation. "And I don't need any judgment form you thanks! Humph. At least I don't eat tacos with my milkshake."

"Tacos and milkshakes and both mummy and nutritional with all five of the food groups." She stated.

"You've made this argument before, haven't you?" He asked raising an eyebrow. With a stretch and a groan, he pushed his now empty plate away

"Maybe just once...or more times then are relevant." Kaalee laughed.

"That's because that combination is just plain wrong in every sense of the word. You, sweetheart, should have your tast buds checked out for malfunctioning." He waved Winnie over and asked for treacle tart, pumpkin pasties, chocolate cake, and a refill on his milkshake. "Tonight's a feast, so Im going to take full advantage of it. Besides, all that food will go to waste if someone doesn't eat it."
"What do you do in your spare time?"

"Um...I write, short stories and poetry, and I read and I prank people and I make potions Ans I practice spells and I meditate and I play Violin...what about you?" She asked him, conjuring a spoon and stealing a bit of her tart. She just about moaned at the taste. She loved the food here.

"That all sounds very academic to me, but if you enjoy it then, hey," he toasted her with his spoonful of tart, "Go for it. Me? Well, I love quidditch. It usually takes up a majority of my time; I'm hoping to make it onto one of the professional teams after I leave Hohwarts. Other than that, I like to run, I spend a lot of time with my younger siblings when Im at home, I love animals, and I like to read sometimes, if I'm bone tired and bored. A lot of my time is spent socializing with people."

"I don't have many friends so a lot of my activities have to be by myself." Kaalee shrugged as she suddenly stood up.
"It'salmost 10 o clock!" Kaalee said.

"Well, you do now." Seb smiled at her. "You have me, Ian, Felix, and Cole, at the very least. Hope you don't mind."
He glanced at his watch and winced. "So it is. You gonna use your little trick to get to th Gryffindor common room or does that not work?"

"No it does it just exhausts me with all the spells laid on the grounds. No ill walk." Kaalee laughed.

Kaalee/Jonnilee wrote:

"Ya. Anywho, Nara, this is Sebastian and Cole, guys this OS Nara." Kaalee made the introduction.

((ooc: You go way too fast when i'm asleep So here is my introduction))

Nara ran up to Kaalee and hugged her and then she looked at the boys in front of her.

"Hii i'm Nara Malfoy and no he is not my brother, he is my cousin, very annoying cousin. Long story don't need to hear that.

"Do you know the way to get there without getting caught? It is after curfew."

"Sure...I practically grew up here. I know more of the secret passages then Dimbledore himself. " She smiled.