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moonyroxs 
Melanie blinked over at him as she set her trunk down onto the floor of the compartment, deciding not to try and lift it up onto the rack like she had her cat, pondering his inquiry. Well...in her opinion her cat was the sweetest most loving creature on earth apart from a certain select humans.
Most people tended to disagree.
So she decided to answer the question honestly. "Well...he hasn't exactly been around many other animals lately..." she answered, uncertainly, glancing up at her, now peaceful cat, satisfied by the sight. "He's sleeping anyway." she added, with a small smile.
She listened as Jake introduced her to the firstie, glancing over at her, as well to her own introduction. "Yep..that's me...And that's Momo." she said, pointing over at the dozing cat.
Noticing the blush on the other girls cheeks, Melanie gave her an encouraging smile, wondering whether she was shy or something. Of course Melanie wasn't too shy at all and even she had been when meeting new people last year, so it was perfectly understandable.
"Hey." she repeated uncertain of what to say next. "I like your owl." Melanie commented, for lack of something better to say to her, observing as she poked her finger into his cage. She silently debated whether to ask if she could pet him as well, but decided not to...Not until she was sure the owl wasn't going to chew her fingers off. She liked them the way they were, perfectly intact.
Melanie eavesdropped listened to what Jake was saying to Haley...About his birthday being yesterday. "Happy Late Birthday!" she said, perhaps a bit too loudly, tempted to start singing the birthday song, but thankfully she settled for humming it under her breath. "Mine was this summer too...July 15th." she informed anyone would listen. Chyeah. No one could call her a child anymore... 12 at least classified as tween or something didn't it?
She was a bit disappointed she hadn't been informed earlier...she could have gotten him a present or something. It wouldn't have been great, but it would have been something. However, on that note, Melanie did remember something she could give to him. Reaching into her trunk and , digging around a bit (she wasn't the most organized person.), she finally pulled out a small pouch, much like the ones they had at Gringotts. "I have your money from Madam P's." she explained with a sheepish smile. Ugh. And there was that jealously building up in her stomach again...Seriously, couldn't that stupid emotion leave her alone for a little while?!
Clark's super sonic hearing picked up a voice...
the voice. That pretty girl, Mel. He wandered out of his compartment and smoothed his messy hair down on his head. His eyes darted to the space he had heared her and he beamed.
Clark-One. Everybody Else-0. He grabbed the handle, and intending to look graceful and nice, stopped for a second.
Of course, the train had different ideas. As soon as he opened the door, the train hit a little bump and threw him in the compartment. His eyes slid in and out of focus for a second before he smashed the floor, his trainers coming untied and tangled. He saw the pretty girl as his nose started aching and then....
Yup. He blacked out. Oops.