Nate trudged, bored, down the aisles. He had managed to lose both Pam and Jez in the station, and had been searching the train for a while to find them, from back to front. He only made it to the middle, though, before he saw the familiar long, black braid that could only be Jez. He picked up his pace, dragging his trunk along behind him to the rather full compartment.

"Hey guys!" he greeted breathlessly as he leaned on the door to slide it open. As he glanced around, Nate saw that not only were Jez and Jayden in this compartment, but also Jordan--to whom Nate nodded--and two other girls he hadn't met yet. "Ah, yes. Hello, I'm Nathaniel. You can call me Nate," he said, smiling to both the first year and to the other, who seemed to be his age. He recognized this one to be one of Jayden's friends. Well, now she could be Nate's too.

As he took a seat next to Jez--which he did a lot--Nate poked his head outside the door quickly to look up and down the corridor. "Has anyone seen Pam?" he asked, sliding the glass door shut behind him as he sank back into the seat. It's good to be going back. he thought with a smile as his hand unconsciously found Jez's.