*THUD*

*BANG*

*CRASH*

"Son of a --!"

You'd think it wouldn't take this much work hauling a simple trunk, but by the look of the boy doing the hauling, you might think otherwise. His arms are rather lean, but you can tell some muscular definition through his leather jacket. His hair is long enough to just get in his way, but not long enough to be one of those mid-evil knights of the round table.

*CRASH*

"Bloody --!" he mumbled under his breath again before giving up and tossing the thing in the general direction of the wall of the compartment. Heaving a heavy sigh, he ran his hand through his hair to get it back to it's original state before leaving to find a place to sit.

On his way home.

Barf.

What?! There was no line--I repeat NO LINE--at the Food Trolley? Sophie even took a second or two to glance around and make sure she wasn't seeing things. Nope. There was literally NO ONE in line.

Well, why don't you just look at that! HA!

Sophie stepped right up to the trolley and began giving out her order. "I'll take a chocolate frog, a pack of jelly slugs, and...ermm, that's all," she said. "For now." She waited while her order was filled then accepted the bag of sweets the snack lady handed her. She paid for the order then stepped out of the way.

You know, just in case the other zero people in line wanted to step up and order.

Marigold was hungry already AND she had promised to bring her dad back some candy AND she decided earlier was better than later SO here she was, at the Food Trolley, when NO ON ELSE was in line. She noticed someone standing out of the corner of her eyes, and when she glanced over, it turned out to be that girl from the feast. She gave her a nod, then stepped to order her sweets.

"Um, can I have a cauldron cake and a chocolate frog please?" She tapped her foot as the lady put together her order. Taking the bag and handing over her money, Marigold smiled. The lady was always there, which was sweet.

Marigold turned away and walked towards the Slytherin girl. "Hey," she said, reaching into her bag and bringing the chocolate out. "I'm Marigold. I don't think I introduced myself at the feast?" If they did, she didn't remember the other girl's name. Whoops.

Sophie was unwrapping her chocolate frog and daydreaming of how good it would taste, when she realized someone else had joined them at the trolley. Pausing in her unwrapping, she looked up to see that same Hufflepuff from the feast, the one she'd been talking to one minute but somehow gotten separated from. Must have been all the chaos with the cure being handed out.

"Oh, yeah. Funny how we keep running into each other," she said. "I'm Sophie, and it's also funny how you recognize me all young again. I was a grandma when you saw me at the feast." Literally. She finished the unwrapping and turned the card over. "Helga Hufflepuff," she said aloud. "Looks like a better fit for you."

Marigold nodded and smiled. "Yeah. Its especially weird considering we didn't really interact before that." Sophie. She could remember that. It was funny, though, because she knew three different Sophies in three different houses. "Well, I saw you for a minute or two after you took the cure before other people got in the way." The cure had dramatically changed Sophie. Seeing that Sophie was opening her card, she began to unwrap hers. She giggled. "I got Merlin. Any way that could be a better fit for you?"

Hmm... Marigold was right. It seemed like they should have at least interacted in classes, but they'd somehow missed one another. Maybe it was the whole Slytherin and Hufflepuff thing. Meh. Who knew. "What year are you?" she asked. "Or...what year will you be?"

Because she didn't seem all that older than Sophie, and actually, up until the end of the feast, Marigold looked waaaaay younger than Sophie did. Waaaaaay younger.

"The cure. Right," Sophie said, looking downward. She still had emotional scars from this term that just hadn't healed yet. "Let's just hope it lasts, hmm?" Marigold was talking about chocolate frogs cards again, though, which was probably a far better topic for Sophie. "Fits better than Helga Hufflepuff," she said. "Here." She handed the card to Marigold. "You can have her."

Caelen had stood up to get some food. Because food. Snacks of any kind made the natural redhead practically salvate in her mouth. Gross, but true. And the kid ran out of candy a long time ago. Basically sometime in April she scraped together the last of her muggle and non-muggle candy and put it into one bag and picked it out. And with getting one per day, she ran out by May. It was sad really, no candy, but the girl with the braid was learning to cope slowly. Like weaning a baby off of milk.

And how was there nobody in line? Was that even physically possible? Apparently it was because that's what happened. She dug her black sneakers into the ground in anticipation and got ready to buy a bunch of candy. Maybe she needed to find a hobby. Like model airplane making, or charades? Something of that nature. But right now, her hobby was eating, reading old books, playing old games and watching old movies. So her hobby was... old. That sounded legit.

What would she buy? Maybe some chocolate frogs and some Every Flavor Beans and whatever else she could find that sounded delicious. Literally whatever. There was hardly a candy that she didn't like. Save for Peanut butter. Caelen hated peanut butter. It was something that eluded her friends and family since she first declared her hate for the treat. And she still remebered it for some reasons. Useless memory, but very handy.

The little redhead was sitting at the kitchen table, eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwhich. She was about four or something and the kid still had short red hair instead of long, so it was down at her shoulders. And it hadn't really turned wavy yet, so she still had straight hair.

Anyway, she was eating the sandwhich and when the small kid was about halfway done, she wordlessly dissasembled her sandwhich and only ate the jelly part. Her mom took it well, wanting to make sure that she didn't have an allergic reaction to the spread. And luckily, she didn't.

"Chocolate frogs, an Every Flavor bean and some jelly slugs please." The girl with the deep blue eyes watched as the woman grabbed her candy and was practically bouncing on her toes as it was pushed towards her. Dang, the girl was hungrier than she thought. Whatever, food.

"Thank you." Caelen left her money on the counter and took the snacks up in her hands, Smiling, she left to go back for her compartment, hardly able to wait to get her candy fix. It was like her strange addiction, like that show she found on tape once or twice and alway thought was weird.