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Rhys scoffed as the boy started to talk about stupid things like the Order trying to liberate us. "I'm sorry to disagree with you, but the biggest thing I have to say here, is what did Robert Lupin ever do for us? If these guys are bad, why aren't they trying to help us? Why haven't they hurt us yet huh?" She asked glaring at him, petting Isabel and frowning. "The Order hasn't done anything for us but cause more trouble! It was because of them that so many people died in the battle at the end of last year... besides, I've heard no evidence that Grindelwald has anything to do with the Death Eaters at all... He probably doesn't even know who they are." She sniffed and hugged her kitten to her.

"So sorry if I sound a bit upset with you.. but it's obvious that the Order only caused us pain, and the only thing Grindelwald has been doing is make us more at ease at school! Sure it may be that we don't have as many freedoms as we used to, but in my opinion it's for the better! I mean.. I heard last year there were a bunch of kids getting high, and doing drugs, and some students got pregnant! It's not healthy! And with these new orders in place, it will stop the pregnancy, the drug abuse, and even stop the lingering smell of cigarettes in the hallways! Sorry if I want to feel safer at school, and you want to trust in a group of people who no longer have the control they did back in the second Wizard War." She said glaring at him and pulling her knees up to her chest, glaring at him. "As far as I can tell, we are better off with Grindelwald as our leader, all Lupin ever did was worry about his family, not about the population of wizards that were under his control." she said matter of factly, glaring at him.

Lysander frowned at the conflict that had begun to form since the second boy had come in. He cleared his throat and put Lucio down mext to him. "I have to agree with her." he said. "I'm sorry, but I haven't seen Lupin do anything for us really." he added stroking Lucio softly. "I doubt that Grindelwald doesn't know about the Death Eaters, but I don't think he has anything to do with them." he commented. "And the Order isn't the only one to blame for the deaths, the Death Eaters are also to blame. They should take most of the blame actually." he added, as he continued to stroke Lucio.

"She does have a point about the freedom that we will have at school and such. It might be for the better." he stated. "Maybe there won't be anymore drug abuse or pregnancy." he added, his voice fading as he said the last sentence. Lysander scooped up Lucio in his arms again and Lucio struggled to get free. He was finally able to wriggle himself loose from Lysander's arms and he jumped toward Rhys. Maybe he felt that she was a bit upset and he wanted to comfort her. It wouldn't surprise Lysander if the little kitten did, he always did seem to know when someone felt sad of angry. He let out a small chuckle as Lucio mewed, rubbing his head against her leg. He finally began to speak again. "I think we might actually be safer at Hogwarts now, with the new rules and all." he said. "But not everyone feels the same." he added, his words directed at the general amount of people who weren't going to like the changes.

Andrew walked through to the platform with his new guardian's best friend escorting him to the train. When he saw the bargain basement battleship gray paint covering the once elegant locomotive he turned sharply to head away from the platform.

"Bastard!" he cursed. The wizard beside him caught him by the shoulders.

"You have an assignment, Lad," the wizard said gently. "You trained for it all summer. You can do this. Come on. Don't let your family down."

"My family is dead," he said automatically.

"Better. Good boy." The wizard paid the porter to load Andrew's trunks. Andrew checked his pockets. Frog was safely in his shirt pocket. A handful of sickles in his pants pocket. And--a few expensive cigarettes he had pickpocket-ted from the wizard with him. They looked expensive, but he doubted his chaperon would miss them. He had a large bag of candy from Honeydukes for the train ride, and he knew it wouldnt last til they got to the school.

"Good luck, Boy," the wizard said. "We'll be in touch." He sent Andrew onto the train. Andrew walked down the compartment and saw Sam. That was a relief to him. Andrew's head was full of secrets this year, and it made him feel alone. He really felt like he needed a friend right now. He peeked into the compartment.

"Got room for one more? I've got lots of chocolate frogs," he grinned. And if the paint on the train was any clue, he figured he better smoke those cigarettes before they actually got to the school.

((Oh I loved that, just FYI, the pretentiousness is IC only, I'm actually really loving how this is turning out.))

Sam shot a scathing look at the girl and felt his face screw up as he listened to her speak, each wrong word coming out after the other, filling the air with nothing but bad sentiments.

"And who was in control during that time?" He shot back quickly, cocking his head in defiance to her words. "The Order had no control or hand in the school at that point, they were working as much as "Grindelwald" is," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he spoke the word, and rolled his eyes. "That was why they turned up, you said it yourself, there was more than just drugs and pregnancies, students were dying. Weren't you even there when that poor girl was strung up at the front gates, without any sort of reaction on the staff's behalf?" He said, his voice rising a little at the memory of Sage hanging from the school's gates.

"I don't think anyone can deny it'll be safer this year, but for whom? Didn't you read those posters? If they're destroying muggle items, it's just one step away from destroying muggle-borns, don't you think?" He asked, his voice returning to a casual, smug tone.

"But I must admit, you have a point there, I'm yet to hear anything from the former Minister about this all... maybe he's chickening out, it's a bit sus in my opinion," he said with a shrug. "His reforms in St. Mungos were brilliant though, there's no denying that, healthcare for our lot has come leaps and bounds in the past few - oh hey there Andrew," he said, looking up as the door slid open.

"I like your kitten, by the way," he added, looking at Lysander. "What did you say your name was, sorry?" He asked, "How rude of me, please forgive my poor manners, ignoring you while I argue about politics," he said, rolling his eyes a little in spite of himself.

Alex looked at the argument, pretty much he started it, he looked at them, as the girl said the Order wasn't liberating them, Alex didn't agree with what the other boy was saying. "Grindelwald, well I give him props for standing up as Robert Lupin ran away like a little Sissy. But don't believe what you read in the daily prophet, the order did actually Liberate us," Alex said. Remembering that acrticle.

Alex wanted to make friends not enemies, "Guy's, truce. No more fighting about it, we may all have different views, we dont have to change anyone elses." Alex said, as Sam opened the door for another boy, whose name was Andrew, Alex stuck out his hand as for a handshaker and said, "Chocolate Frogs are always welcome, I bought a sack of gummy worms, nice to meet you, the name's Alex Jones." He said. Looking at Sam acting like a know it all. "Sam Grigori, Fifth year, Potter's Army, Half blood, Gryffindor, is a bit insecure when it comes to relashionships, should I go on?" Alex said using his detectives skills to the task, the boy wanted a know it all, he got a know it all.

Sam nodded as Alex spoke up, a Hufflepuff, judging by the determination to make things right, and he had a good point too. "Alex is right," Sam said, raising his hands in resignation, shrugging a little as he leant back in his chair, deciding simply to enjoy his time on the train. "When're we leaving, by the way?" he asked casually, "I've never been this early. And chuck us a frog... no, not that frog, a chocolate one, please Andrew," he said, rolling his eyes as Andrew no doubt opened his mouth to make some terrible joke about his pet frog... aptly named frog.

But then Alex kept speaking, and as he did so he became more and more annoying, blurting out things he shouldn't, and couldn't possibly know.

"And a veteran of the wars, as of last summer. One more word boy and you'll find a hole in the seat you occupied just a few seconds before I hexed you into oblivion," he growled quietly. "You're a pretentious prat, by the sounds of it," he added, "And obviously strive to simply be the centre of attention, desperate for any, good or bad," he said quietly, before cracking a smile.

"But I don't want to fight, you've obviously got a knack for snooping there," he said, his voice returning to its normal tone. "Tell me, what was it about me that told you all that about me?" he asked calmly, a curious little voice inside him wondering what it was about the way he acted that could have possibly revealed that he was incredibly insecure when it came to relationships.

Alex smiled as Sam agreed to call a truce, Alex just sat back, until Sam started again, "A prat, what does that even mean?" Alex said. Trying to debate where Sam had just tried to call him a brat and the pronucniation came out worng. As Alex still heard noise outside.

"Seriously, kid, stop acting like your tough and the best since you are the oldest, I'm one year younger than you, who cares, I can send you to your home which is in hell." Alex smiled at Sam, he didn't care how old he was, Alex wasn't the kid who took crap.

"I'm Psychic." Alex lied when Samuel asked him what gave him away. But then desided to stop with that lie, "I know you're name, if you dont remember I'm also in Potter's Army, you're a fifth year because you look a year older than me, you mentioned the racial bigotry, a Pureblood wouldn't really care, so I either had to guess if you were a Muggleborn or a Halfblood. So it was a lucky guess, and your personality, people who always like being right, like you, are also insecure, mostly about relashionships, no offence, but I know because my mother is like that."

Sam slowly cocked an eyebrow, before leaning forward in a slow, deliberate movement. "You just couldn't let it drop, could you?" He asked, his eyes glinting maliciously. "Mate, I'm not acting tough because I'm oldest, I'm just laying down the facts. I didn't see you out there on the grounds that night," he spat out, a malicious glint in his eyes.

"Your blood status doesn't make you instantly racist," he added, rolling his eyes as the boy made a generalisation about purebloods being racist, but you wanna spit out your cocky little bullwaffle, feel free to do so, just do it with someone else... and don't think about repeating it around me, I'm not one to sit around while one person just blatantly bullies another," he said quietly.

"Now, are you going to sit here for the rest of the train trip and act decently, or should I go, because I'm not looking to start a fight with anyone, or be in a fight with anyone... I really don't want to start my year off on the same note I closed the last one," he told the other boy, hoping he simply let the stupid argument rest.

Alex didnt know what Samuel was talking about, "I was out there that night, just because you didn't see dosen't mean I wasn't out there, because I was." Alex said, and looked at sat back down. "I'm not really in the mood for anymore arguing." Alex said.

"Now, lets just sit down and try to have a little fun, before we go to Hogwarts." He said. "I wasn't bullying anyone, let's just calm down, and relax. Because when we get to Hogwarts, Relax wont even be a word that exists."

Rhys watched the argument unfold and stared in shock at first as it escalated before they finally settled down. "Geesh, you guys!" She laughed and leaned forward, crossing her legs on the seat. She looked up at the new kid who came in and grinned. "I"m Rhys O'Neill, or you can call me any of the following nicknames: Rice, Reese, Reese's pieces, Hiss, R, Or anything else you want to." She grinned at them all and stroked her kitten's head before looking back at the two boys who had been arguing. "Now you two stop it, and enjoy the ride okay? We aren't supposed to be fighting, leave that to the Slytherins." She grinned again and looked around at her new friends. "Well, now that we all.. basically know each other's names...." She said frowning, before looking around the compartment. "Ice Breaker time!" She said that part a bit loudly and then pointed at herself. "Lets go around the compartment, and say your name,year and house, one thing about you, and... your favorite class at Hogwarts." She said thinking. "I'll start, My name is Rhys O'Neill, I'm a 4th year Gryffindor, I bite, and my favorite class is Care of Magical Creatures." She said being completely serious the entire way through her sentence, even the 'I bite' part.

"Okay... so then it'll go to Lysander, and then fourth year detective.. and then Sam, and then.. Andrew was it? Then we can all be friends, we all go to Hogwarts, and it'll be fun alright?" She looked around at them seriously, as though ordering them to have fun, but a grin invaded her serious look and made her just look silly. "No more serious talk about... stuff that happened..." She said glancing down at her seat and running her fingers over the edge of the cushion. "It happened, and that's all there is too it alright?" She said before grinning up at them, and focusing her attention on Lysander again. "Okay, your turn!" She said pointing at him and grinning. "Name, year and house, one thing about you, and favorite class go!" She said waving her arm like she was telling a race to start.