Cass ran to the front of the train. He wouldn't follow her here now, would she? She didn't want to talk to him. She was mad, she was mad at Levi, she was mad at the world, but mostly she was mad at herself. She wasn't playing with his feelings...she really wasn't. She thought he would understand, that he knew her well enough to know that she liked him, but of he's going to act that way then they're not going to last long.

Maybe this was meant to happen, maybe they weren't meant to be together...

She walked down the aisle, looking for an empty compartment, surely there would be at least one by now...just as she thought that, a group of first years left a compartment and Cass wasted no time in entering it. Then she slid the door closed, not bothering to lock it, and headed for the corner, curling up into a ball, holding back the tears that were threatening to break out from her eyes.