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Stella was conflicted about being on the train, honestly. She was looking forward to the summer, getting to see Risa again, telling her everything that she hadn't felt right putting in an owl message, but she also knew that once she got back to London, Talia was getting her and she'd only have a couple hours or so before she was heading back to France. Therefore, she had the train ride, and those couple of hours to maybe spend time with certain people. Not to mention all the other friends she'd made, some of whom she had a feeling she might not see for a while. That reminded her of what else was coming, even if it was a year from now. Not only would she have finished another term, but Matt would be graduating.
It all just made her feel strangely worried, and as she pulled her trunk along the corridor to look for a compartment, she cuddled Lyra with her other arm. At least the kitten knew she needed comfort. Although, as she passed another compartment door, she glanced inside and saw just the person she wanted to see, and she smiled as she set her trunk down long enough to open the door again. "Mind some company?," she asked, noticing the sketchbook that was out. Hopefully he didn't want to be alone, because she liked watching him draw. Even if she hadn't gotten to do that a lot, other than that one time in the library ages ago. She still liked it, and spending time on the train with him was better than hiding in a compartment by herself. As he grabbed his pencil from the top of the book and started sketching the Slytherin banners that hung from the ceiling of the Great Hall, Matt heard a voice that just caused him to smile; without having to look up from his sketchbook, he had known exactly who it was. "I would love some company, especially from my amazing girlfriend." He replied before just returning to his sketch, it took some talent to be able to compliment and still sketch at the same time. But hey, he meant what he said; there was no need to be nice for the sake of being nice. After realizing that the sketch could wait until he got back to London, he closed the book and put it back in his bag before quickly taking a look out the window. He was always intrigued by the view of the scenery as the train rushed by, now that would make a good picture.
Maybe that'll have to be done next term. You know since there isn't many of these trips left. Honestly he didn't want to think about that since there was so much coming up even before the new term started, like going back to Los Angeles and getting to visit with his friends. "So how were OWLs?" Really? It appeared that that was the only question had come to his brain before he had a chance to actually think of something else, sure he was curious since he had helped Stella out with studying; but honestly.