Imaginative | Curious | Stubborn
Even now that he was here, Lucas was still half convinced this was either some sort of joke or some sort of mistake. Even after the letter and the explanation by the person who claimed to be from the Ministry of Magic, Lucas still wasn't sure if he believed that not only magic was real, but he was a part of the magical world. But here he was with robes and spellbooks and a wand. It was hard to believe, but unmistakably real. Lucas had a grin on his face he was unable to wipe away. Not only was magic real, but he wasn't the only one. Everywhere he looked he saw kids, either his own age or older, and they would soon be his classmates. As guilty as he felt about it, Lucas was honestly a little excited to make new friends. He had felt abandoned by Seb, even if he knew that wasn't fair. At least here he could make friends again, even if he would miss Seb and his siblings a lot. After saying goodbye to his parents, giving them both a big hug, and allowing his sisters to muss up his hair, it was time to head to the train. Pulling his trunk along, Lucas made his way over to the train. He then paused, as he had no idea how to get the trunk actually into the train compartment. It was pretty heavy. Hesitantly, he looked around for anyone to help him. Maybe he should ask? Or maybe there was some magic way to do it, and he simply didn't know it yet.