Exiting the prefect's compartment, Kurumi half heartily made her rounds around the train. With so many seventh years leaving, many the first people she had ever met in the wizarding world, it just didn't seem like a time to be bouncing and eager for the summer. Sure, they were all going to go off and do amazing things with their lives and she would be seeing almost all of them over the summer in Diagon Alley...and she would be visiting France to bake a cake for Salander and Lexi...but it just wouldn't be the same.

Dragging her feet, Kurumi looked up just in time to see a flash of red hair. "Hey, Selina," she smiled weakly.