There was something undeniably awesome about new terms. Naturally Melanie was in a good mood, for she was on the train ride to Hogwarts! It was going to be her seventh year and she was slightly nervous (due to the badge pinned on her robes), nostalgic, and excited all at the same time... Mostly excited, though. Melanie had high hopes for her last year at school and she was determined to at least try not to let the fact that it was her last year get to her head.

After a little searching, Melanie failed to find a familiar face. She settled for an empty compartment instead. After lifting her trunk on the luggage rack, setting her owl's cage and her cat's carrier on the seat next to the door, and leaning her broom against them, Melanie took a seat. Drawing her knees up against her chest, she rested her head against the cold windowpane and peered outside at the passing scenery, deep in thought about what the coming term might bring.