Awar scanned through the compartments. She smiled at herself, sensing that she wasn't as nervous as the first time she was on this train. She definitely felt...different. She wouldn't say grown up because she was still a baby compared to the rest, but definitely different. She absolutely couldn't wait to brag to her mother and her brother that her house had won the Quidditch Cup and the House Cup. Not so sure she should tell her grandparents...