Between the clickety clack of the train tracks, and the excited voices of the students, one would have to be born with acute hearing to catch the faint rumble trailing the train.

The rumble ceased when the back door flew open with a rush of air. Enter Helios: Golden hair and school robes windswept. That door was quickly closed as his sky blue eyes took in his surroundings.

Boarding the train in such a way was a risky stunt, but he felt the need to catch the train to Hogwarts. Someone was sure to have seen him enter. No one would know how he got there without a broom, and if he apparated wouldn't he have done so in the train?

This was going to be another wild year.