Millie walked along the train, a fluffy little, heavy, white bundle of fur under her arm called Sargent Fuzzyboots, curse Annie for giving him such a ridiculous name, Millie herself had wanted to name him Louis but no, Sargent Fuzzyboots had been the winner. She made her way into an empty compartment and sat down. She was finally going to Hogwarts. A place she had always heard about and she was finally going, may only be for her seventh year but this ginger was going. Sargent Fuzzyboots meowed impatiently at her and she let him go and waited for the train to start moving, who knows maybe she'd see Chase on the train, or meet someone new. Hopefully not that rude girl she'd met in Diagon Alley.