It was the first of September, the air was crisp and greyish clouds covered the sky. It was so early. As you walked through the bustling hallways of the vermillion steam train, the Hogwarts Express, you saw your friends all gathered in their usual homely compartment with its quilted seats and rickety luggage racks overhead. Stepping into the compartment and plopping onto a free seat, she greets them with a smile. her friends instantly start catching up about the summer

lorenzo, your enemy since first year, was in the compartment oposite yours and your friends, his ears perked as he saw you, you had a major glow up over the summer

“Nova?” Enzo muttered, looking flabbergasted