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Ginny_Fan 
Daniel moved down the trains aisles casting the odd glance into compartments without much hope of finding an empty one, occasionally the train would bolt slightly testing his balance and making him wince in pain, his foot still very painful from the incident at home with the collapsing table, he made a note to self to think of something much cooler to tell people if he was asked about it.
A few moments of watching the scenery whizz by passed when his daze was broken by the trolley lady, he felt obliged to buy something so after some thought he picked up some chocolate frogs and what looked like a cheese roll.He awkwardly shuffled out of the way so the trolley lady could pass him, he looked down and frowned at his foot before moving on down the carriage.
Avalon was
starving, and for some reason, inexplicably craving a pumpkin pasty. Despite eating a rather large breakfast earlier in the day, the train ride was making her hungry. Perhaps it was just from boredom - she had spent much of the ride rereading old note sheets and textbooks, trying to test her memory to make sure it was back for good. (Good news - her short-term and long-term memory seemed to be in perfect working order.) As she made her way to the trolley, Avalon couldn't help but notice the slight limp of the Slytherin boy heading toward her, coupled with a grimace toward his lower extremeties.
"Trolley lady ran over your foot?" she asked curiously. Trolley injuries were actually a relatively common occurrence on the train - usually when people were crowding around the hallways. One year, Avalon stubbed her toe big time trying to get past the cart.