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Mamushkaleontti
Abbigail Stevens was nervous as a shaky rattle snake when she got on the Hogwarts Express, she knew the moment she set foot on this boxed-chained-coal-run thing that she was in trouble. She didn’t like anything new, in fact, she hated the whole idea of being sent to Hogwarts. And no, it was not because of her Social-Phobia Syndrome let alone boxing her up with kids who knew how to do MAGIC. She walked into the first compartment she passed and flattened her back against the door with a phew. She will die young, she knew that.
Fia loomed up as soon as she heard the door again. Was it Miles? Of course not. She wouldn't be so lucky with seeing him again. Her eyes were wide with shock, eyebrows raised and her mouth closed. Her head however stayed in one position, forward, with her eyes in the direction of a girl she didn't know.
"Can I....help you?". Obviously the girl had no idea that the compartment wasn't empty. She didn't mind sharing but seriously, the girl looked frightened.