Lizzie sighed happily as she walked through the corridor, Zara in a cage under her arm, er trunk behind her and a smile on her face. She was going back, for the third time. This year would probably be great, and she couldn't wait to see her friends again! Peeking into compartments along the way she failed to find anyone she knew very well, though she recognized a few students. Finally she entered a compartment in the front and put her things down while whistling slowly to herself. She'd find her friends soon enough.