The winter holidays had finally come and Mylan sat in the Hogwarts Express, ready to come home. He was alone in one of the cold wagons as his sister, Menodora, sat in another. He quietly read his book, condensation leaving his pink lips.

As he lifted his blue gaze to look at the snow outside, he saw in his peripherical vision someone entering his wagon. With a polite smile, he looked at them, quietly inviting them to sit.

"I did not expect to bump into you there. I thought you would have stayed in Hogwarts. Or just sat in another wagon." Said Bellerose with a chuckle as he closed his book.

"Awfully cold, isn't it? I can't believe they didn't figure out how to heat the wagons." Added the blonde playfully as he finally put down his book, visibly hoping to start a conversation.