Seriosely people, is it that bad that no one gave us a single review? let's try this again shall we?

Katerina listened with mild interest to the conversation of the others. This new comer seamed so strange, and Aly had said he was pale.

From outside the compartment came the sound of squeaking wheels. There was a knock and the compartment door slide open.

"Anything from the Trolley dears?" Asked a plump old witch. She was pushing a cart laden down with sweets in every color of the rainbow.

"Do you 'ave any eclairs" Asked Victoire.

"But of coarse child!" The old witch said with a smile. She handed Victoire a package. "That will be three sickles and one knut."

Victoire dug in her teddy bear back pack, at last held out a fist full of coins.

"Thank you!" Victoire said, happy unwrapping her sweet treasure.

"Not are all dear." The old witch smiled. "Anything else"

15 minutes later the trolley witch left, her load considerable lighter.

Back in the compartment Teddy was working his way through a pile of assorted sweets. "Somb" His mouth full of pumpkin pastel. "Warb do youb comeb frob Katebringba?"

Katerina turned to the sound of his voice. "Russia." She said simply.

There was yet another long silence. And then Growler said in a rather board voice: "So, have you always been blind?" The silence that followed this made the other seem short and sweet.

"No...I don't remember seeing, but I guess I must have been able to once." Katerina face was turned to the window, as if she was speaking to the glass.

"Well don't they use magic and heal your eyes?" Asked Growler, not seeming to care about the icy glares Victoire was throwing him.

Katerina turned to face him. "There are some things not even magic can heal. Some wounds too deep." She said in her soft whisper of a voice.

"But what about magical eyes? My god dad says he knew a man who had a magical blue eye, and - " Teddy suggested, but stopped when he saw the sad look on the girls face.

"No..." Katerina said softly.

Vitoire cleared her throat. "Do you suppose we should put on robes?"

"Good idea," Aly jumped on the change in subject. She glared at Growler who made no move to get up. "You and Teddy get out. We'll fetch you when we're finished."

Growler shrugged, got up and left the compartment a step behind Teddy, who stood awkwardly in the hall. Growler squeezed past him and made his way toward the front of the train. Teddy stared after him and shook his head.

"An odd bloke," he mumbled, pulling on his robes over his clothes, which he removed once he was safely covered. He had just barely pulled his t shirt through his sleeve when Victoire stuck her head out.

"We're done," she said in a sing song voice. "Where's Mr. Mouse eater?"

"I dunno," Teddy shrugged. "He just took off."

"Good," Victoire nodded. "I didn't like him that much. He was rude to Katerina. And he thought way too much of himself. Plus he gave me the creeps."

"Yeah, I guess," Teddy looked down the hall to see if Growler was returning. "He was kind of off. Sorta, too old for his age, you know?"

"I got that same feeling," Aly shivered as they sat back down. "But he was trying to be nice...for a time there."

"People deal with their problems in different ways," Katerina commented wisely. "I don't think he is very good at his dealings."

Aly studied the blind girl. She sees a whole lot, more than I do. Well not sees. Understands, more like. I wonder what she meant about 'wounds too deep'? I'll eat my journal if she meant physical wounds. Thinking of her journal, she rummaged through her pack and found it and a pen. She started writing on the next blank page.

September 1st

The city bus dropped me off at King's Cross with my new things for school. I still can barely believe that crazy lady's instructions actually worked! Anyway, I'm sharing a compartment with three or four other people. I say three or four because one apparently has decided to leave us. The first I met was Teddy Lupin. He seems very nice and funny. He is a werewolf but says he is safe just so long as he 'takes his meds.' Whatever that means. He has a famous god father and says he is glad I have never heard of him. He has a friend, Victoire who is very bad at dressing normally. She also seems very nice, if a little ignorant. She has a very funny cat named Pounce.The third person is Katerina. She is blind and Russian, but very good at moving around. She seems very smart about people. The last and oddest of all is Growler. He says that is his nickname. He is snobbish, cold, and rude but funny at times. He admits to eating mice, which makes me feel sick to my stomach. I thought he was sick when he first came in. He is very pale and thin. I think he doesn't eat well. Probably all those mice. In any case, he wandered off and things are a little more comfortable. Hope to write more later,

Aly Aisha

Aly set down her pen and her stomach growled. She hadn't thought to bring any food.

"You want some?" Teddy held out a bag of jelly beans.

"Thanks," she sighed and took a small handful. Teddy and Victoire gaped as she poured the lot into her mouth at once. Misunderstanding their stares, and not chewing yet, she blushed. "Shorry, buh 'm reary hu'ry."

"Oh you'll be sorry alright," Teddy hid a grin behind his hand. She frowned and started to chew. An explosion of odd flavors made her sneeze. Pepper, grass, tripe, lemon, salmon, popcorn and cod burst over her tongue. She choked and spluttered as Teddy and Victoire roared with laughter. Even Katerina bit back a smile.

"What are those things!?" she gasped when she had swallowed the mess.

"Berty bottes every flavor beans!" caroused the two friends.

Aly's eyes were still watering, her mouth and tongue burned as if they were on fire.

"Here...you'd better have some chocolate." Victoire offered. She held held out a square purple package. Aly took it carefully, after the Jelly Beans she wasn't taking any more chances. She stared down at the shinny label.

"It says chocolate frogs. They aren't real frogs are they?" She asked, starting to feel sick to the stomach.

"Of coarse not!" Teddy laughed.

Aly tore open the wrapper. A small chocolate brown frog leaped from the colored foil and landed on Katerina's hat. Katerina reached a hand up to try and grab it, but before she could the frog was air born again and had landed back on Aly's lap, where it lay stiff and motionless. She picked it up carefully with one finger and examined it.

"Is it dead?" She asked slowly.

"It was never alive to begin with, it's just a simple charm." Teddy explained. "But never mind about the frog, what card did you get?"

"Card?" Aly asked, puzzled.

"The famous Witches and Wizards card!"

Aly reached into the wrapper and pulled out a small card with a picture of young man on it. He was grinning and holding a broom stick. Messy black hair covered his head, nearly obsessing his brilliant green eyes and what looked like a lighting bolt scar on his four head. Aly read the back aloud.

"Harry Potter, famous for defeating the dark lord Voldamort not once, but twice. Also called the boy who lived. Potter is an expert Qudditch player and it is rumored he has had job offers from sixteen different teams, including the Chudly Cannons and the Holly Head Harpies - who said they would make an exception, and let him join their all girl team.

Potter currently works as an auror for the ministry of magic. And says some day he may consider the job of minster."

Aly finished and looked up to see Teddy blushing slightly.

"That man that was wishing you goodbye - He wasn't Harry Potter, was he?"

Slowly Teddy nodded, he seemed to be waiting for Aly to ask for his autograph.

"So, who's this dark Voldycourt person? And what's Qudditch?" Aly was more confused then ever now.

"Well." Teddy began. "Voldamort was the most powerful dark wizard - he was the most powerful dark wizard in history!"

"No, he was not." Katerina interrupted. "He was only second most powerful in the history of dark wizards."

"You mean there was someone else more powerful?" Ask Victoire.

"No." Said Katerina. "There is."

What is Growler's problem? Who is this dark wizard? I dunno. That's my friend's part. But we will find out sooner or later! Right Naideana?