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Originally Posted by natekka  Rhea, unsurprisingly, wasn't feeling it today. Not only did she have to say goodbye to her little brother, Fowl, the thought of fifth year and OWLs was already stressing her out - she'd only barely scrapped through her end of year exams last term. Her feelings about fifth year were smothering her, in addition to her "boy troubles", HA, and all before she'd even reached the castle. Having to struggle through her studies for another year wasn't something that appealed to her. Ugh.
So after leaving her luggage in the luggage compartment, she made her way down the train looking for empty compartments. It wasn't long before she found one and slipped inside, closing the door behind her. Rhea sat down, brought her knees up to her chest and looked out the window, settling in for the long journey to Hogwarts. Quote:
Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Going back to Hogwarts was proving bittersweet. Felicity had said an emotional goodbye to her fathers on the platform, after a strained, but emotional nonetheless, goodbye to her mother and stepfather earlier that morning. After loading her trunk, she wondered whether or not she'd be able to find someone she knew, but internally shook her head. No doubt Junia and Sky would be busy seeing their boyfriends, and Vivian would be in the Prefects compartment. She was proud of the Snake, as she would have been for either of the others. Anyway, she'd see the girls later at the feast, and they'd no doubt be up half of the night catching up.
Instead, she pushed open the door to a compartment occupied by one person. A girl who Felicity recognised as being in her year, although that was the extent of her knowledge. "Can I join you?" The American drawl was ever present as the fifth year forced herself to smile: she needed to make more friends this year, 'cause there wasn't going to be any Ilvy students to fall back on. After leaving Vivian at the Prefect's compartment, Skylar had turned and set for the slow walk down the train corridor, peering into compartments as she went. Rolling her eyes at the boy licking the windows, because who did that?! Mostly she was trying to find Brent. Or Olivia (again). Or Hattie. Or Junia. Or Felicity. Noelle was probably in the Prefect's compartment. Her brother was Merlin knew where.
With all these "friends", it was rather strange how despite them all, Skylar suddenly felt so alone. And maybe, just maybe, it was her subconscious telling her that she should try to find an empty compartment to be alone in. To quietly read a book or two and will the emptiness she felt inside away. She had no reason to feel empty; not really, anyway. She had best friends and a boyfriend and was smart and pretty.
Instead, she heard the familiar American voice of not her boyfriend, but her roommate, in a nearby compartment and Skylar peered in and smiled at sight of Felicity with a fifth year Ravenclaw whom she recognized as Rhea. Did Felicity know about their roommate? She wondered, still, considering the way she had found out about it.
"Liss!" She beamed, flinging her arms around the girl. Sure she'd seen the girl at Floreans a few weeks ago, but it was nothing compared to the every day she'd spent with her during the school year. "How was your summer?" And yes, she was joining the compartment. And then she turned to the other girl, "Hey... Rhea, right?" She'd recalled speaking to her a time or two during their time thus far at Hogwarts.
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