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DaniDiNardo 
So hiding hadn't worked quite the way he thought it would but he supposed he should have known better. With his dumb luck of course he'd get caught and of course he'd get a final, stern word before his father all but escorted him onto the train. If he'd known it would have ended so shoddily, the Third Year would have saved himself the humiliation and boarded the Express in peace. Sometimes surrender was the only way.
Dejected by the prospect of yet another year of school, all Blaise could manage was dumping his luggage then finding himself an empty compartment with his most sullen expression. The boy sat facing the window, hugging his knees and watching as the train took him further and further from where he wanted to be.
His quill lazed about, floating over his shoulder but otherwise dormant from a lack of a captivating subjects to distort.
Was it June yet?
What's up new and old Hogwarts people? It was his SIXTH YEAR. Yeah,
SIIIXTH YEEEAR and Hugo was ready for it. Or maybe not but the first day was always excited. Mhm. Hugo was wearing the shiny badge which indicated he was still the Slytherin prefect and that meant he was part of the authority of the school and everyone had to respect him. Ahem.
He waved goodbye to his family and boarded the train, once again. His summer had been pretty interesting, lots of fun and relaxing, visiting people and hanging out. Everything had been good. Or at least he thought so. Hugo was looking for Dante and stepped into the first compartment he saw, he opened the door and there was a boy in there already who was not Dante BUT did recognized.
Blaise.