Ah, silence. Pure... Silence...
Aaron was smart this year. He was NOT going to bring Avery on the train. He was just going to let her fly to Hogwarts! Yes, that was a brilliant idea. Now, she won't be spazzing out for the first 15 minutes. However, he still had the cage clanging about.
I can never win, can I?
However, losing the one carry on... He had another. His oakshaft 2010 of awesome. The one he would lead the Slytherin Quidditch team onto victory with.
Lugging his suitcase with one hand and his broom with the other, the man made his way onto the train. Even without Avery, it was very quiet. Aaron figured he was one of the first on the train. So, he moved down a few compartments. He didn't want to be in the first compartment, but he wanted to be up front.
Once arriving at the compartment of his choosing, he slid the door open, and went inside. He looked out the window onto the platform and saw people leaving their families. He recalled when he was on the platform for his first time.... A loooooooong time ago.
Throwing his stuff in the storage compartment, Aaron took his broom and a magazine down. Aaron sat down and waited for some of his friends to come aboard. |