When Prisha got onto the train, she took a look around her, taking in every bit. There wasn't a large number of people on the train yet, leaving most compartments empty. "Nope, definitely different than my fantasies of the Hogwarts Express." She breathed.

Prisha wore a yellow sleeveless shirt, with a small white fur coat. She wore a short-sized pearl necklace, the color a perfect white. Her brown curly hair flowed freely down to her hips, with two braids connecting in the middle. She wore skinny, light blue jeans with boots coming halfway to her knees. Her Coffee colored eyes showed excitement and curiosity, always bouncing back and forth.

She went into an empty compartment. Sliding the door halfway shut, so people know it was open for anyone to sit there. keeping her bags with herself. She took a seat by the window and she pulled out a book, The Tales of Beedle The Bard. The last thing her mother had gifted to her before she died. Tears pricked her eyes thinking about her mother. Why did it have to happen to her? Prisha wished she could find out what happened to her mother, but how could she? She was boarding a train taking her far away from there. Then a thought crept into her mind, why did that have to be a bad thing? It was starting over. A fresh start.