Minerva walked through the train looking for a compartment.. She wanted empty.. She wanted to be alone. Half thinking the back shouldn't be the place she went, her feet had other plans as they made their way into the place she had been going since first term. Had she ever sat anywhere else on this train. She vaguely remembered sitting in the middle or front once and it was only because of a fight she had.

Walking past compartments with other students Minerva knew they wouldn't do. She knew she had to be in one alone. That short carriage ride felt long even with the comfort of her best friend. She hated the feelings she was having and she was just ready to be away from the emotions. She just hoped by fall she could be her again. The bubbly, social, smiling, hugging Minerva. Not this unsocial, crying, depressed version that had been her for what seemed like forever.

Finding an empty compartment Minerva entered and set her things down. Placing Fluffy on the char next to her she sat curling into her familiar ball with her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms around resting her head on her knees looking out the window. She wiped at her wet eyes and just hoped for some sleep.