Gwendolyn was walking along the train corridor, with the cat in her arms. She had just left the trunk and everything in the luggage compartment, and now she just had to go find a compartment. Hmm. She had to find some of her friends too… So… where to? As she tried to make up her mind on where she should be going, another thought just crossed her mind…

This was her last train ride to Hogwarts.

Mental sigh.

How did this even happen? Six years are already over… and… uhhh… just think about something else, the seventh year told herself. Anything else… just not the fact that this is the last year at Hogwarts. Erm.