 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
It took a great deal of shuffling about, squeezing through bodies packed closely together and doing his best not to trip on the shoelace that by Merlin's beard had of course come undone as soon as he stepped foot onto the train. Supposedly, such luck was what one got when they wore their shoes to the ground. Pausing to shifting the weight of his backpack on his shoulder, and to let a few students pass, Sabel spared a peak down at his dusty and nearing-holiness hiking boots; he hadn't had the time to buy a new pair and with how regulated Hogwarts was in its dress code he hadn't expected to need one.
With another sigh he rolled his ankle to try and lodge the shoelace on the inside of his foot where there was no danger of another stepping on it and tripping him, and with a great deal of awkward penguin-like walking, made his way to the back of the train. It took a few moments to find an empty car, but there was a great amount of relief as he slipped inside and shut the door behind himself, leaning back against it and dropping his bag on the ground beside him. Peace and quiet. Finally.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |