The Hogwarts Express is absolutely packed, students ready for the start of term. Some more so than others, judging by the looks on some of the First Year’s faces.

*Everyone looks different when out of uniform, you think. You head for a compartment near the back, finding solace in the quiet. *

You’ve only just hoisted your luggage up onto the rack, with some struggle, when you hear the door slide open behind you, and you turn around to see who’s there.