...and just WHERE did Caleb Newell call himself being?! He was supposed to wait on her like any loyal brother should! Yeah, yeah. Most sisters were annoyed by their brothers, but somewhere along the line, Caleb had become Sophie's BFF.

So was the reason Sophie was peeking into every compartment in the front of the train and now in the middle. When she finally found him, she halfway failed to see just who else was in the compartment with him. Grace, she saw. Some Ravenclaw, too. There were others, but at the moment, she was too focused on letting her brother have it for leaving her behind.

"Thanks for waiting up for me," she said, playfully pushing him on the shoulder. "Scoot over." She suddenly sat down, leaving him no other choice besides scooting over for her. She glanced up at everyone else then and gave them an obligatory smile. Then she saw him. Yes, him.

Cutty frazzling Mordaunt.

He got a smile, too. Sort of. There was a bit of awdwardness mixed in there, too.