School Year Starting Logs: Train + Feast/Sorting!

[shnpc]

WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Anything!
RATING: PG through PG-13
WHEN: The day of September 2nd for the train, and at night for the feast!
WHERE: Hogwarts Express/Platform 9 3/4 and The Great Hall
WHAT: Gotta get back to Hogwarts! Back to witches and wizards and magical feasts! Students and teachers are finally heading back to school on the Hogwarts express, and with the new school year means sorting for the first years!
STATUS: Ongoing!
NOTE: There is a thread for the Train back to Hogwarts, and the Feast, with a subthread for the Sorting! First years can comment to be sorted, and everyone else can greet their new house mates/students!

Comments

[dou8letrou8le]

[She goes silent listening to him, gaze not entirely focused on him.]

I was not feeling well and I did not go. [A pause.] Do you fear me?

[bluhbluhhugestairs]

I... I... N-No. It's more like, um, I... am afraid of myself, I think. Because I don't, uh... w-want to hurt you again.

[dou8letrou8le]

[At that she raised an eyebrow at him.] Do you know it was not your fault? [Even if she wanted to blame Tavros, she couldn't do it. Her anger was directed at whatever unseen force cast that spell on her.]

I could have killed you.

[bluhbluhhugestairs]

[He's quiet at her words, because it makes him feel even more scared. But it doesn't make him feel any less bad about what happened. Because he still took her eye out, and it just... makes him feel horrible.]

I... I know, but that doesn't matter so much to me, because... I, uh, still did a really shitty thing, to you.

[dou8letrou8le]

[She narrowed her eye again, before giving a small huff. While she enjoyed to an extent terrifying other students, having Tavros be an even bigger stuttering mess around her was just annoying.]

I forgive you.

[bluhbluhhugestairs]

[At this, Tavros is struck speechless. She forgives him? Why? He can't even fathom it because... What he did was just despicable.]

...You do? But... You shouldn't! You should hate me!

[dou8letrou8le]

[She shrugs, nonchalant.] I do not and that is that. You cannot change my mind now! Get over it.