Dragging her trunk behind her with one arm and carrying her owl's cage in the other, Mariel immediately stepped onto the back of the train in search of an empty or nearly-empty compartment. She certainly didn't need a crowd of babbling, obnoxious firsties, so the back of the train was her obvious and usual choice because, duh, that's where the cool kids sat.

The thirteen year old walked slowly down the corridor and stopped in front of a compartment seating only a girl about her age - one that looked somewhat familiar. Oh right. Mariel was fairly certain her name was Becca as she filled for her position last term in Ravenclaw's victorious Championship game. Smiling smugly to herself as the memory of the win came flooding back, the 3rd year proceeded into Becca's compartment. Certainly she wouldn't mind if she sat down, would she? And Becca would probably be good company as they had plenty to talk about - Quidditch, the fact that they were both Claws, and Becca had nice hair like herself as well.

"Hey, Becca," Mariel greeted her housemate with a cheerful smile as she stepped into her compartment. Oops, there was a boy in there too, one she wasn't quite familiar with but had seen around school before. She was pretty sure he was a Ravenclaw as well. Of course since Becca took up an entire seat for herself, Mariel slid into the seat next to the boy. Wanting to be polite, she turned to him and said, "Hi, I'm Mariel." Completely oblivious to the fact that she might be interrupting something.