It was official. Theo was getting so excited, he almost couldn't breathe. It. Was. A. Train. He'd never ridden on a train before. He'd only ever been driven places. Bounding through the gateway from the muggle world, Theo nearly hyperventilated. It wasn't one of the new trains that he'd seen so many of as he was crossing Kings Cross Station, but it was a proper old fashioned one, LIKE IN BOOKS.

Handing his bags to the conductor by the luggage cars, Theo turned his head toward the open door and paled for one second. What if he didn't like trains? What if they were really smelly inside? Oh. Smelly wasn't good. Not one bit. Taking a hold of the handlebar, he pulled himself nervously into the belly of the whistling beast... And grinned.

It wasn't smelly. Result. Combing a hand through his messy blonde hair, he began to look through the train for an empty compartment. And ESPECIALLY not one with a girl in. Girls talked lots. That could get annoying. 'Cuz he never talked loads, diiiiiiiid he? Also, many people were put off by the grass snake sleeping in his jacket pocket... The grass snake sleeping in his pocket? Quickly opening the flap to his left pocket, Theo looked desperately inside. He'd not remembered her. His face dropping down into a pout and mood sinking, he slid into an empty compartment and sulked. Mum had probably taken her out. Which was probably a good thing. He was never that good at making sure he had Koyki on him at all times. Poo.