Remember the Head Boy that had taken a seat down at the Hufflepuff table yesterday? The one that could barely hold a smile to his face? Well, wherever he was, he was gone. Something had changed, and Jake was the one to blame, surely.

Plus, now he knew he'd been cooler than that Denton person Vindictus and his sister had mentioned. It was simply great to know that.

Gilderoy was up in his cage, along with his trunk, and he brought nothing with him, really. Just as the first time he'd stepped into the train. Clearly, he was leaving the same way he'd come. Minus a few important details. And the Death card he refused to separate himself from, which was in his pocket.

"Hey everyone!" he greeted the...few people inside, as he opened the compartment door. "Or, well, Vashti and Adam, anyway," he said, as he took the closest seat to the door on Vashti's side. How come Arya wasn't here yet? How come Arya always arrived late to this compartment, eh?

A big smile on his face, by the way, almost as if the thought of leaving never troubled his mind.