Huh?

WHAT?!

Whatever had happened in the last couple of hours, Trixie couldn't remember at all. Her mind had wandered, and many had entered the compartment, but the Head Girl was far too distracted, not that she wanted to be. She shook her head as she came back into realisation and looked at the others with sorrow in her eyes. Oops. Now what exactly had happened.

The seventeen year old had felt something nudging up against her but not really paid much attention until the Gryffindor female had taken it away. She stroked his head a few times, tickled his ears and smiled a little, but she picked him up and the Blonde returned to staring out the window. He was cute, and she appreciated the attention, she'd always loved Kneazles, she had one herself of course.

But she had noticed the few new arrivals, two of whom she recongnised, one at the end of term last year and the other from Diagon Alley. Oh he was prefect now? Heh. She hadn't known that when she met him. She smiled at them weakly before hugging her knees once more, not noticing the quibbler had been placed in the Compartment, or that Sierra, the wannabe Slytherin had also enterred and quite possibly left the compartment.

*Sigh*

Should she say something or were they alright with her remaining silent and rather to herself for the rest of the journey.

And anyway, weren't they supposed to be holding some sort of meeting? She would, start one, but well... The presence of the Head Boy was unknown, and she didn't particularly want to run one all by herself. But if the other prefects said anything, she would...

But for now she should be preparing herself for the start of term feast. She didn't have to do anything right? Except maybe, be introduced, or sit amongst the students and just chat, unlike what her bestie had done last year, he'd just been with her.