The tiny little Gryffindor had managed to find the unthinkable. An empty compartment – not one of those almost empty compartments where one or two people sat in silence – but an actual empty – empty compartment. It almost looked lonely, the compartment not the lack of people. It was as if the windows were crying for attention – and so, she went in.

Thrusting the window open and situating herself next to it she couldn’t help but smile as she looked out the window. “I wonder whose gonna join us Monty” she told the bright pink pgymypuff that sat curled on her lap.