It took you a while to find an empty compartment in the Hogwarts Express. Finally…

As you sit on the leather couch, the clatter of the train’s wheels on the tracks and the students chattering lulling you into a sense of wonder. The Hogwarts Express is in full motion, its scarlet exterior slicing through the green countryside, the faint scent of old leather and parchment from the seats and your spell books filling your nostrils.

Suddenly, the door to your compartment slides open with a quiet shhht. Instead of the trolley witch offering her pumpkin pasties or selling candies, there was someone else. You turn to see who it is..