Wynter cleared her throat. "Ah, yes. I am new. I had never been to London before this summer." She told her. Suddenly, Crash! bit a couple of her fingers hard, "Ouch!" She yelped in pain. "Oh bugger, I don't know where the cat food is." She mumbled as she dug through her trunk with Crash! in one hand I'm even starting to talk like them now! she thought. Slamming the trunk lid shut she pulled her wand out and muttered a spell producing a small bowl of cat feed for the cat. She sat the two of them on the compartment floor and leaned back in her seat. "My sister and her husband are going through a rather nasty divorce and she thought it'd be good for me to see my father's school and sent me off to stay with her best friend in Denmark." She explained as she nursed her hurting fingers.