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Tazenhani 
He wasn't sure how long he waited before he opened his eyes again; time seemed to just stop and drag along as slowly as the train did when it started up. By the time he did open his eyes, they were only rounding the bend, and he was greeted with the hard sight of the castle dipping behind the trees and hill one last time. An image that would surely remain with him for a long time.
Letting out a shaky breath, he pulled his eyes away from the window and rubbed Arya's shoulder. Now, he was at a loss of what to do. Cuddling with Arya was a must, but with not having the project of not seeing Hogwarts that last time (a project which had failed miserably) he couldn't help but feel a little antsy and he did his best not to squirm in his seat. For all he knew Arya was trying to rest.
She wasn't as restless as he was. This wasn't her last train ride home, and she wasn't in any sort of hurry to return to London. And so her eyes soon slid close once her head was on his chest as she slowly drifted off to sleep. It was his rubbing of her arm, an acknowledgment that he wasn't falling asleep like she was, that had her eyes fluttering slowly open, and her head soon following after, titling to catch a glimpse of him.
"You okay?" Though her voice was relaxed, there was just a hint of worry in her eyes.