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Originally Posted by Felixir Ramsay hadn't actually intended to stop at this compartment. Actually, he'd been determined to seek out an empty compartment as soon as he could, knowing just how many other students would be doing the same thing. But that required getting to the train along with the first batch of students, and Ramsay had sort of failed on the 'being organised' front. It was way easier on the way to school, with the Stemp House stuff chivvying all the kids along and providing that necessary pressure into finding some hustle.
Long story short, he'd arrived with the bulk of the students, and knew almost immediately he'd have no luck, but had been searching for that elusive empty compartment anyway, up and down, up and down. When Ramsay came upon this sight yet again, he decided he was better off cutting his losses, and slid his way inside.
He sat down opposite Anna Walles and considered her for a moment. The kind thing could be to let her sleep, but he wanted to put his feet up. Also, he was already bored, in the way he obviously wouldn't have been had he been sitting on his own, and also it struck him how weird it was to just be sitting here while she slept. So Ramsay stretched out his foot, toe-poked her knee, and loudly whispered as though that wasn't counterintuitive in actively waking someone up. "Oi. I'm sitting here too, that alright?" As always, her dreams were rather vivid and the one unfolding currently one of her favorites to revisit. Pirate Queen sailing the seven seas with her motely crew of selkies and pixies. The selkies, obviously, could produce human limbs to assist with their ship duties on board. Her ship was just about to make port with a rainbow that had touched down in the middle of the sea with the echo of a familiar masculine voice echoing from somewhere she could not see...when the entire ship was rocked from a GIANT collision and that very much grown up voice began blending with a more squeaky youthful one... that alright?
"HUH? Of course we have prepared provisions for our voy---" Oh! Hey, how did the Musical Squire of Gold and Black get on her pirate ship?! Oh..wait...no pirate ship. Just the same slightly dusty but very homey compartment on the Hogwarts Express and the familiar friendly face of a very much non-Selkie individual. "Ramsay! Hi!" Anna chirped as she collected herself and shot right up into a seated position like one of those creepy and jump scare inducing Jack-in-the-box toys. The things of boggarts, honestly. "Of course! Always a pleasure to be in your company," she greeted with a little yawn and a very big stretch. "How was your last night as a fourth year? What kind of plans do you have for the summer? Are you going to try and get a job in Diagon Alley too? I've heard loads of soon-to-be fifth years talk about it. My Drama Club partner got hired at Paradise...though I am really not sure where exactly it is but it sounds nice. I hope we run into each other during it, summer vacation I mean. Always a bit hard going from seeing people pretty much every day in the common room or Great Hall or corridors or somewhere on the grounds to nothing." At least it was for her. She couldn't speak on behalf everyone else. "Are you hungry? I still have some biscuits left that I got from Professor DeVires if you are."
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
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