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Macavity 
Seeing more and more of his fellow students entering the train in front of and no doubt behind him and filling up compartments, Simon decided to quit his wanderings and look for one of his own. Coming up to the nearest empty one, the Gryffindor sixth year slipped inside and after stashing his broom in the shelf above the couch, took a seat down on one side near the water. It wasn't as if he was anti-social, he just wasn't one to push himself into a situation and he could wait for his friends or anyone else who happened along so he left the door open as he settled in.
Mia was both excited and sad at the same time. If that was even possible. She was excited about heading back to Hogwarts and she was going to be a fifth year this year. For some reason being a fifth year seemed to be a big deal for her. And she was sad because she really hadn't wanted the summer to end.
Now she found herself hurrying down the train trying to find her friends. She kept peering into the compartments as she passed them and so of course she wasn't really looking at the floor in front of her and promptly tripped on someone's stray luggage.
Thankfully she didn't go sprawling onto the ground. She had managed to grab hold of a door to one of the compartments and was kind of hanging off it. Her knees were on the floor and her hands had a death grip on the door handle.