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[h1][color=MediumSlateBlue]Melanie Ariana Stryder[/color][/h1]

Melanie froze in place, her next question about Animagus cut off as suddenly the lights went out, whipping out her wand quickly before her brain could process any other reaction. She heard angry hisses coming from Kindle, who was curled up in the carrier on the seat beside her. Melanie hastily whispered a few soothing words to the serpent, careful to make sure the other two students in the compartment wouldn't overhear her. Finally able to think straight, she thought about conjoring a little light and trying to see what was going on exactly, that would make the younger students scream so much.

 But it seemed Oliver had beat her to it, the Slythering squinting in the dim light cast by his [i]lumos[/i] charm as he read from the piece of paper he had found. Unimpressed, Melanie stowed her wand back in her jeans pocket and settled her hands on her hips as she huffed loudly.
[color=MediumSlateBlue] "They put all the lights out just for [i]that[/i]?! Why not just charm them into little birds and fly them through the windows or something?"[/color] the methods seemed awfully suspicious for a witch and wizard movement that proclaimed to believe magic should be more openly used. 

That wasn't to say, of course, that the Slytherin sixth year wasn't considering going. After all, despite what had happened to her father-an accident, her mother claimed, that the Cloaks were responsible for-she couldn't deny she was curious to find out more about their motives. A small voice in the back of her head warned her to listen to her mother's warning, but since when was Melanie Stryder known for thinking before doing things?

She looked across at Mike and Oliver warily. 
[color=MediumSlateBlue]"What do you guys think? You gonna go?[/color]