She was all ready for the Hogwarts express today. Wand? Check. Make ups? Check? Body scrub? Check. Hair Care? Check? Yes, she was vain. It was never denied.

Erin looked for her friends so that she'll not be left alone in an empty compartment with no one to share it with. And then, someone would gate-crash her place, bully her and she'll regret that she'd even boarded the train. Yes, she was a girl who considers the outcomes of her doings. And that was a good thing.

While looking around, she noticed someone, a first year more likely, who was sitting on bench alone, a person who's black in color. "You're a black person!" Erin exclaimed.