After labelling and stacking her trunk at the back of the compartment (okay, after watchimg her father do it for her), Felicity had bid goodbye to him, made a dramatic insistence that she would be fine and was of course going to go and find a compartment to sit in, and then... Sat on top of her luggage.

Fiddling with the handle of her backpack to stop herself from burying her head in her hands, the sixth year couldn't stop the look of dread that formed on her face. She'd been back in the UK for exactly four hours by her watch, and the American already missed home. No matter how much her parents insisted that here was her home now, she'd never believe it. Part of her was looking forward to seeing the friends she'd spent the summer away from, but another part, a selfish part, just didn't want to: no doubt they'd all done great in their OWLs, when no matter how much work she put in she'd always be average. And as for her boyfriend... Well, he was undoubtedly basking in the faux-power being a Prefect gave him, and Felicity didn't want him to feel obligated to sit with her. Because that's what it would be. So little miss negative was going to sit here, alone.

Flynn has been searching the entire train for her, and he was honestly starting to worry some. He knew she had not been so thrilled about her OWL scores.... could that possibly mean she didn’t come to school this term? But surely she would of told him if there was a change in plans! He pushed past a few people in the corridor as he headed to the last place he didn’t check yet: the luggage car.

If she wasn’t here, then he would be asking questions, specifically to his now co-Prefect and Skylar.

He slipped inside the car and looked around, his eyes immediately landing on her. He gave a sigh of relif then walked over to her, leaning against someone’s trunk. ”Hey,” he softly greeted her. He paused for a moment then added, ”I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” After he enjoyed his VIP compartment, of course.

"Huh?" Felicity looked up, confusion crossing her brow at the voice that reached her across the trunks. She did smile, though, when her eyes fell on Flynn, but some part of her wasn't happy, and she subconsciously brought her knees closer to her chest, as if in an effort to make herself smaller. "Sorry," she added, a mumbled afterthought, and it struck her that there was plenty of room on he trunk and yet he wasn't sitting next to her.

"Are you not sick of me, yet?" A smile pulled at the corner of Felicity's mouth as she spoke, referencing the amount of time they'd spent together over the summer. Of course, she would have happily spent twenty-four/seven with him, but she did worry that he'd tire of her eventually.

"Dad... It's okay. I got it. Go help Cora" The sixth year shook her head as she pulled her trunk behind her. It wasn't as if it was heavy. Her mom had cast a featherlight charm on it. That meant it was super light. It was such a clever idea. It was needed, since she'd packed so much. She would never have been able to carry it if her mom hadn't put the charm on. Harriet stood still, making sure her dad had gone off to help her little sister, before she turned back around, and headed into the luggage car. She needed to find a good place to put her trunk before she went to find herself a good compartment to sit in.

She glanced around, looking to find a good place to put it, when she noticed too very familiar people. She beamed, letting her trunk drop to the floor with a loud thud. "Heyyyy!" It did cross her mind that maybe they were in here to get some peace and alone time. But oh well! It was the train. They'd never find it here. "Hey guys!" She hadn't seen them much over the holidays so she was super excited. "I missed you!" and now she would grace them with her presence. Yaaay!