This was it, then. Ellie's fourth year at Hogwarts, come and gone. And now she was on the train. Back to Ireland. She was nervous to see her mother after all this time; after all the harsh letters that had been sent back and forth. Ellie didn't know what to say to her. But in only two weeks, she would be with Alex and Chandler in New York.

Adjusting her bag farther up her shoulder, Ellie walked down the train to find an empty compartment or a familiar face. Those two weeks, couldn't come quick enough. And she wasn't even home yet.