Maia stepped off the train, clutching her per frog tightly. She couldn't see Luna anywhere, and hadn't seen her on the train. She was nervous. She could see the lime of carriages behind the platform. They made her wonder. The carriages seemed to pull themselves. There were a few left, and Maia cautiously climbed into one, carefully sliding her frog, Keroro into her pocket and taking out the latest issue of the Quibbler. The carriage stayed stationary for a few minutes until some third year boys climbed into it and slammed the gate shut.
"But Draco..." The small one whined "there's a Ravenclaw kid in here..."
"I know Goyle" the blonde one retaliated "it's the only one left. Just ignore her"
Maia slowly looked up from her magazine to look at the boys, all Slytherin, two looked vaguely similar, short and chubby, with crew cuts and sour faces. The blonde boy was staring at Maia as he sat down, and Goyle and the other boy wee grumbling to each other.
Maia went back to her magazine, carefully stroking Keroro through her robes. Just as she was finishing the last article, (a rather interesting one about wrackspurts) the carriage came to a standstill. The three boys jumped out, and ran towards the castle doors. The blonde boy, halfway to the doors, turned and smiled at Maia. She blushed, out away her Quibbler, and climbed out of the carriage.