[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/4yS8QqqT/image.png[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@Achronum][@Nallore][@Natsu][@Kirah][@TrainerBlue192][@Framing A Moose][hr][color=FFDF00][b]September 1st, 1984 - 11:30 A.M.[/b][/color][/center][hr][b][i]The Corridor Near Compartment 6 -[/i][/b]

	The trolley witch had seen a lot in her lifetime - she had been working this job on the Hogwarts Express for over a decade now. She remembered a particularly rambunctious group of boys from Gryffindor who called themselves the Marauders. She even had sold candy to Severus Snape when he attended school. She heard Ismelda's racist insults and saw Fae shove Ismelda, giving her a good knock. She saw a Ravenclaw prefect threaten Ismelda and scold Fae. A Gryffindor prefect then appeared. And a blonde girl added in her two cents to the situation from one of the compartments, followed quickly by a Hufflepuff prefect. The crowning achievement then was seeing the muggleborn girl threaten Ismelda. 

	She hated being an authority figure - she preferred to sell sweets - yet as one of the adults on the train, it was her duty to supervise these children. "You four, that is quite enough," she scolded, locking her cart so it wouldn't roll. "Especially you, as a prefect, ought to know better than to threaten your fellow students," she added, eyeing Mary.

	"Tell me your names, now. I will be informing your heads of houses and they shall decide the appropriate punishment for each of you," she said sternly, looking at Ismelda, Fae, Elizabeth, and Mary in turn. She knew the surnames already of two of them - Murk and Mintfree. A muggleborn Slytherin was easy to remember and rare, plus Mary had a prefect badge on. Lying about their names wouldn't get them out of this, it would only make matters worse.

	"Ismelda Murk," Ismelda answered, smirking slightly despite all of the threats and the shoving. She was betting that Professor Snape wouldn't punish her. "Come on, fess up you tossers. I think this'll be a new record, Winthrop - shortest prefectship [i]ever[/i]."[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=41700D]Paige Atwell[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/mDjFfQ5N/tumblr-puqokj0-B0n1w38thpo1-250.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=41700D]Location:[/color][/b] Compartment 13
[b][color=41700D]Magic:[/color][/b] N/A [/center][hr]	Hestia didn't mind Merula very much, given that Merula and Paige shared a dormitory together. She was used to seeing the self proclaimed best witch of Hogwarts. Merula even would give her treats from time to time, when she wasn't busy terrorizing the school. A soft [i]meow[/i] was the only reaction Hestia gave as Merula entered the compartment fully, sliding the door shut behind her. She didn't care what Ismelda was doing. "I don't have friends," Merula told Zelda with an eye roll. 

	[color=41700D]"You don't have to say that twice,"[/color] Paige grumbled. She was a bit annoyed that Hestia hadn't hissed at Merula as well - she wanted to have a united front here. But she supposed it was probably better for her cat and Merula to get along. She didn't want to know what Merula might do to an animal that she didn't like. [color=41700D]"If you're looking for Barnaby, he isn't here,"[/color] she added. She had heard a rumor last year that Merula and Ismelda had a crush on him. 

	"Relax, Atwell, I'm not interested in your man," Merula said, staring at Zelda as she spoke. "My summer was great, thanks. Parents got locked up in fucking Azkaban, so that was bloody brilliant. My aunt's wicked though - she got me dueling lessons from a [i]professional[/i]."

	[color=41700D]"Great, more things for you,"[/color] Paige rolled her eyes. [color=41700D]"Did you just come in here to brag? Since we have an entire year of living together again, so you really don't need to get a head start on that."[/color]

	"I thought you'd want to know, Atwell - my tutor's a Curse-Breaker. Pureblood, went here to Hogwarts and all with Snape," Merula boasted. "Y've seen all the awards for Patricia Rakepick right? That's her. She's rad."

	A small part of Paige [i]was[/i] jealous. Curse-Breaking was supposed to be her thing, but then that tosser in Ravenclaw was trying to steal it from her. And if Merula was getting interested in that as well, she was going to raise hell. This was the year that they started getting career counseling with Snape - the year she would [i]finally[/i] be able to declare her intended path in life. [color=41700D]"Maybe I'll have to invite her to come to an event - since [i]I[/i] am captain of the dueling club,"[/color] Paige snapped, trying to recover her wounded ego.