Before Sky knew it, it was time to make her way off the train and to the carriages. Blegh. She wasn't really fond of the carriages, they always smelled like horse to her. You would think that a creature that was invisible wouldn't smell. But nope. Thestrals stunk. Though, guess she should just be glad she couldn't see the things.

Anyway, she jumped down from the train and made her way through the small train station, ignoring the calls of Mr. Firth.