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Toot!
Lizzy stood beside her Mum, staring in awe at the huge silver train in front of her.
'Lizzy, it's time to go."
Lizzy turned to Hermione and hugged her.
"Bye, Mummy. I'll miss you." She buried her face into her mother's shirt.
"Bye, honey. Oh, Daddy said to tell you that he's very sorry he couldn't come to see you off. He'll see you later, though. He's going to be teaching in place of Professor Regin for a week or so."
"Oh. That's nice."
Toot! Toot!
"Oh, hurry, honey! The train is leaving!"
Lizzy dashed towards the slowly starting up train. She threw her bag on, and climbed on after it. She stood at the open door, waving to her mother. When the train had picked up speed, and her mother was no longer in view, Lizzy turned and headed for the car where she and Orlie had made up to meet.
The door slid open.
Orlie looked up. "Oh, hey, Liz. What's up?"
Seated around her were a bunch of girls and guys, and they were all staring at Lizzy.
'Come sit." Orlie motioned to the sole empty seat in the car. In an instant, a boy sitting beside it had heaved his large knapsack onto the seat and smirked at Liz.
'Sorry, all full."
Lizzy's cheeks flame as she looked towards Orlie to save her.
Orlie rolled her eyes. "Sorry, Liz. But hey, let me introduce you to everyone. This," she said, pointing to a frowning girl, seated at the window of the compartment, "is Dale." The girl looked at Liz, examining her from head to toe. She sniffed condensingly.
'These," Orlie continued, nodding towards two nasty looking boys, identical. "are Jim and Jake. They're identical twins."
Lizzy tried to smile politely, but they completely ignored her. She shrugged, and stared at the last person in the car. She was smiling slightly as she stared at Lizzy.
"And this is Emma."
Emma smiled politely at Liz, who grinned back.
Then, Orlie spoke up. "I guess you'd better find an empty car to sit in."
'Why?" asked Liz, knowing, but not wanting to believe it.
Orlie shrugged. "Well…" She said, glancing pointedly at the seat with the knapsack
Lizzy's face grew hot, and she stared, betrayed, at Orlie.
Orlie stared at Lizzy, face impassive.
Lizzy turned and fled the car.
