Having found her friend in one of the compartments, the fifth year went in as well. She needed to get to the food trolley, but maybe the best thing to do was to wait for the other students to find a place to sit as well. She really hoped she wouldn’t end squeezed somewhere on the corridor, on her way to the food trolley. Since the train was already moving, Gwen figured that the corridor had to be less crowded than when she boarded and tried to find a compartment.

Wrong.

There were still quite many students wandering along the corridor, to Gwen’s joy. Great. After a while, she managed to get to the food trolley, and waited at the queue.