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I think that was the last call for 'everyone get on before we leave you behind'It was honestly a bit amusing to see her try to keep her trolley from slipping. I'm going to go, you're father is currently at the bakery and most of the staff is sick. I'll write to you, ok?. Hmm. Bakery? I think I have heard about this bakery. Better ask her about this later.. *whisper*Inaudible*whisper*. Merlin! What is with this girl and whispering. It was not annoying, rather it made me curious to know what she was talking about. As we started walking towards the train, the crowd became more and more denser. We really should have boarded earlier. Now we have to push our way through this hoach-poach . After a tiring effort, we finally reached the train and boarded the train. Gods! With all the pushing and crowd here, its truly magic, how there is not a stampede in here.

As we travelled in the train, looking for an empty cabin, we saw all types of students- from young first years to old seventh years, from Slytherin to Hufflepuff to Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. The older students were either with their friends, or looking for them. Most already had a seat, reserved with their friends. I hope for my second year, I am also one of those students sitting with their friends. I had to push through what seemed like a reunion of friends. Excuse me! Excuse me! Kindly let us through. Thank youWe finally found one, but there was a bag kept on one of the seats. Hmm?. Someone must be already sitting here. By the looks of it, it seems like they are alone.. Would you like to sit here? Or should we search for another cabin?

Would you like to sit here? Or should we search for another cabin? Dark asked. “We can. As long as there is room, I’m happy.” I said. Who exactly is sitting in here already? I guess we’ll see… My thoughts continued their random swirl as I pushed my trunk onto the overhead shelf, setting the blue backpack I brought where I was sitting. Right as I got the trunk all the way up, the sound of shouting erupted from the corridor just a couple of feet away from the compartment. I poked my head out, a group of Gryffindors fighting and seemingly about the start dueling. I then came back inside as everyone else except for the Gryffindors went back into their compartments, seemingly not caring.

I'm telling you, I didn't take your father's pocket watch. One of them said rather loudly. You were the one closest to it! It had to be you! The one with the drawn wand yelled. What exactly is that logic? Someone could have easily just used 'Accio' and took it! The other boy said. The logic makes perfect sense! The boy with the wand drawn said. It does not even make remote sense, they could have also had drank an invisibility potion and stole it! The other boy said. I cannot deal with this, but you better give me that watch back. The boy said, putting his wand away and walking towards our cabin. "Found out who was sitting here already..." I said.

I cannot deal with this, but you better give me that watch back. We both and I think everyone in the vicinity heard their argument. They were Gryffindors alright- brash and forward, exactly how my sister described them. Found out who was sitting here already... Yep! I can just hope that he truly isn't how he looked a while ago. The door opened and in walked a boy with Blonde hair and wearing Red Gryffindor robes. His whole demeanor just screamed 'I am the best'. He seemed like a second or third year, most probably a third year. He went to his seat and started reading a book. Hello, I am Dark and she is Holly I introduced as I nodded towards her. He just gave me a glance as if contemplating whether to respond or not. He just turned his head down and focused on the book.
Ok. That was very rude. Even if you did not want to talk, a courteous Hi would have sufficed.

I looked a Holly and shrugged. Apparently, he chose to ignore our presence as if we were not even there. A little while later, the doors opened again and in entered another Gryffindor, with an enraged expression on his face. He was the same one who he was arguing with just now.You GIT! How dare you. How dare you touch my trunk. Well, you took my watch so I believe it is only fair, I messed with you. Oh god for the last time, I. DID. NOT. TAKE. YOUR. WATCH
Is it just this group or are Gryffindors in general so loud and brazen. I looked at Holly and...........

Merlin, these two were going to give me a migrane at this rate. “Okay, who did what?” I ask them. He stole my watch! The one who had walked in first. “Ok, well is this true?” I ask the other one. No, it is not. I didn’t steal his watch. The other boy said. “Ok, well what did you take?” I asked the boy who was accusing the other. I simply took a couple of galleons and some sort of old looking bag. The boy said. That was the bag my great grandfather gave to me before decided to move to Iceland! The other boy yelled. “Firstly, stop yelling before you give someone a migrane, and I say that because I am on the verge of one. Secondly, that’s theft, you cannot steal someones galleons and only memory of their great grandfather. Thirdly, what makes you think that he stole it? Oh, and fourthly, what made you think that was remotely a good idea?” I ask him. He was closest to my trunk! The boy exclaimed. “That is horrid logic. I suggest you firstly give him his galleons and bag back and go ask all the people remotely close to the area that happened.” I said. Why should I take orders from you? The boy asked. Merlin, the nerve of this child. Seriously, I am on the verge of a migrane, I swear.

Why should I take orders from you? . Lord! The nerve of this guy. Fighting with the one who is trying to mediate the situation. God they are helpless. She was right you know, even I was getting fed up with their childish acts. I usually do not like interfering with matters that have nothing to do with me but this was just too much. This was getting out of hand!

You should not, but I would 'kindly' request you to take your dispute out of here and stop bothering me and my friend. Stop behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of baboons and since there are other people, I suggest you to be mindful of them. He turned to me and looked at me as I had offended his family.
What do you know, you are just a first year, you are not even sorted!. This was absurd, purely ludicrous. I am unable to understand how me being a first year is related to it. Please, do enlighten me. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Is there a problem here? I turned my head around to see an older Hufflepuff with a prefect batch adorning his clothes.No everything is fine. Go mind your business. The one who barged in said rudely. Were they stupid or something? Do they not know that they are talking to a prefect- a person with higher authority than them. Actually, there is a problem. Could you kindly escort them out of here. We were sitting here peacefully and talking and suddenly they came barging in and started shouting in the cabin.. THAT IS NOT TRUE. I WAS SITTING HERE AND YOU DISTURBED MY PEACE. I looked at him and he nodded to me.Doesn't matter. You both come with me. I will deal with you. Saying that he forcefully took them out of the cabin. I turned towards Holly and I couldn't help but laugh. That was truly an experience

That was truly an experience. Dark said. "You're not wrong." I said, laughing. "Are we not going to talk about how he completely left his stuff here?" I asked, a flicker of gold catching my eye. "What the..." I mutter, moving his bag and seeing it was the watch they were talking about. "Is it just me or is he an idiot?" I asked, holding up the watch for him to see. "I'm pretty sure people who got their watch stolen don't keep it behind a bag." I said, thoughts rushing in circles as I heard a yell from down the hall.

You cannot do this! I need to find that watch! The boy yelled. "Great..." I muttered. "So he's stupid and practically blind since things that are in plain sight don't exist to him." I muttered. Did he know, or was he just trying to create drama? I wondered, a sudden thought came to mind. What if that was a distraction? I simply shook it off, hoping that was not the case. My mind for some reason replayed that thought in my mind over and over, which got quite annoying. At least the yelling was gone and the migrane possibility was gone.

Are cauldron cakes to your liking or would you like something else? Dark asked. "I don't mind cauldron cakes." I replied, rather odd memories swirling around. A memory of a very dark hallway with a light at the end of it. When did I even see this? I know it wasn't recently, because if it was it wouldn't be so faint. Well, hopefully I find out later, because if not who knows what. Getting lost in my thoughts is just normal at this rate since it happens so often. Then a memory of her first time at a dance competition played, her memories altering over and over and over. Now that was new. Her memories don't usually alter, but then again, you learn something new every day. Her memories normally went in the order of distant, recent, joyful yet nervous, and then her holiday memories before repeating. The distant- the dark hallway with the light at the end. The recent- her friend and her hanging out. The joyful yet nervous- anything related to competitive dance. The holiday memories- Halloween last year with her cousin and friends. Her cousin was much older than her and worked in America, also a graduate from Ilvermorny. She decided to go as a horrifying person who haunts her enemies nightmares- herself. It was rather funny to hear when she came over. But as she was lost in memories, she also zoned out, missing some questions from Dark.

After finally getting out of the large memory circle going on in my head, I finally realized that I missed a couple of questions. "I am so sorry, my mind wandered. What were you asking?" I asked, my train of memories finally stopping for the moment. Thoughts were swirling still, but the memories at least died down for the moment luckily. As the scenery passed by, trees and branches passed by, followed by more coming into view. The countryside really was beautiful. Well, you can't really stop the train of thoughts and memories, but I still feel bad about it. Most of the thoughts consisted of 'What does the castle look like?' and 'What house would I be in? Heard there was a singing hat. Honestly, makes sense.' You know, normal thoughts concerning what house she would get and what the building would look like. That's not just me, right? The scenery was rather beautiful, birds flying by and the open grassy areas. It flew by as the train rode along the tracks, the sound of the engine faint as they were in the compartments further back, but it was still audible in the compartments somehow.