Her feet carried her down the aisle as her hazel eyes peeked through squared compartment windows. Surely, there had to be an empty one; or at least one where the people inside weren't completely undesirable company. Luck graced her at last and Daphne Hopton slid the compartment door open easily. Stepping inside, she closed the door behind her and promptly took a seat only after having peeled off her handbag over her shoulder.

Some things just couldn't be left inside a trunk to be tossed and turned around until they arrived at Hogwarts. Some things were just too fragile.


Like her hand mirror and such.