 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
Evangeline had a theory. A very simple theory, actually: if the train ride back to Hogwarts were smooth and good, the year would be the same - smooth and good. And so far, the train ride was being really good. Granted, nothing had really happened yet and they had just left London, but she was with Clifford already! That was more than she had achieved in alot of past train rides. Yes, sir.
As she walked through the corridor, her hand being squeezed by his, her thumb brushing his skin affectingly, she couldnt help the tiniest hint of a smug smile from creeping to her lips. There they were, sixth years, both with their pretty, shiny Prefect badge pinned up to their Slytherin robes. Hah! They were just too cool.
She could sense that Clifford was a bit nervous though, and when she saw the sign on the door, saying it was the Prefect's compartment, she smiled reassuringly at him. He probably still thought they had got it wrong. Pfft. As if Edward Forrester was ever wrong about anything.
And what was it with this compartment anyway? It had never existed, had it? She didn't remember, but then again, last term she had been busy bumping into people and falling over. Maybe she had just missed it? Hmmm. Whatever had happened, she knew that the atmosphere in there wouldn't be too good. For all she knew, Newell was still Prefect, like his girlfriend. She didnt like Newell that much, Clifford didnt like the couple that much.
How amazing, eh? Not!
And just to make it all better, the Gryffindor couple was the only people in there. Goodness, she had seen Dominic and Kayla walk away, had the Gryffies scared them already? Pfft. Closing the compartment door behind her, she followed Clifford and sat next to him, smiling politely at the Gryffindor Prefects. She didnt particularly like them, yes, and she was still mad that she had lost the House Cup to them, but they were still Prefects. And as Prefects, they were above that. Superior beings that put their differences aside so as to manage to work together for a better school.
Snort. Yeah, right.
There was no harm in pretending, though. "Hi, Cale .. Anna." She muttered back, nodding at them both in turn. She looked at Clifford for a brief second, hoping he'd come and rescue her from having to do small talking. But knowing him, he'd hmpf and turn away from the Gryffindors. So it was up to her, really. Bah! "Had a nice summer, I presume?" She asked, turning back to the Anna and Cale. |