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With a box of Bertie Bott’s in her hands, the sixth year headed back from the food trolley to her compartment. As she made her way along the corridor, she didn’t mind to pay attention to the students she was passing by. Instead, she was looking out the window, at the familiar landscape in front of her. She was actually just thinking about her summer plans.
Hmmm.
France. A couple of weeks in France with her best friend. And after that… Diagon Alley? Maybe her father would be going somewhere interesting and she could tag along? Hmm. On the other hand, she wouldn’t want to listen to what he was saying about his job. Really. Being a curse breaker was definitely interesting, but it wasn’t something she was planning to do after she would graduate. Or maybe? Hmm.
Err, sit at the front? Middle? Back? Aysh. Zeke had just finished putting away most of his stuff in the Luggage Compartment, well actually all of his stuff. Wouldn't be needing those where he'll be sitting anyway.
While he was on his way to thinking where to sit, he spotted....Gwen. Smirk. She seemed far off thought. He slowly walked towards her, careful not to make any sound so that only the sound of the engine of the train and its passing by the railroad was all you could hear. It drowned out every noise, fading away in its background. The soon-to-be-7th-year Gryffindor stopped exactly behind her, and whispered softly to her ear.
"Hi Princess."