THE TOBY TRAIN WAS HEEEEEEEEEERE.

Ha. Hahaha. HahahAHAHAHA. The TOBY TRAIN was ON the HOGWARTS TRAIN. Man. MAN. That was FUNNY, riGHT? Even as Toby THOUGHT of it, charging down the train at a hundred miles an hour, barreling past and through people like he didn't even register they were there. It was a miracle he'd made it onto the train at all today. PACKING hadn't even started until waaaaaay after the sun had risen that morning, after all, and it had been a rushed job... though everything was a rushed job for this kid at the moment.

NYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.

Like the way he careered down the train corridor. His usual exuberance EXACERBATED by the fact that he now realised THEY WERE GOING HOOOOOOOOOOOOOME. AT LAST. Words could not describe the relief Toby felt.

SO... as he was charging down the train, Toby CAUGHT SIGHT of a few familiar faces. Or, no... actually it was more like FAMILIAR BLURS OF HAIR. He stopped DEAD IN HIS TRACKS and immediately backtracked.

"FRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENDS!" Toby cried out gleefully, as he beamed into a compartment full of people, including SOPH and ZAN and LUX and a couple people he didn't know well enough to have a grasp of their names. PUCK THE PREFECT was standing there with the door open, so he DUCKED UNDER HER ARM and darted into the compartment.

And sat himself RIGHT THERE on Soph, who in turn was sat on Zan. Good job Toby was still pretty small, probably not so lucky that the concept of 'careful' was currently lost on him.

Now THIS was a chair to be proud of. Toby BEAMED at Soph and Zan and RUFFLED BOTH THEIR HAIR and then grinned at everyone else present. HI FRIENDS HI. He seemed quite unabashed at having just charged right on in. In fact...

"SURE, Puckington. Come ON IN."