sugar high water uma: lol I know, I'm scared to hear what the real Lemo's gona say...Hides under desk

And thanks to those who reviewed Chapter 2 and I didn't get round to thanking you: sugar high water uma, SHADOW MASTER, I am a Banana, Lemo, DragonOfWinter!

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Atten: Lemo and DragonOfWinter

According to the website DragonOfWinter was the quickest. I hate to break it to you Lemo. Better luck next time!

Chapter four: A Not-So-Smooth Train Ride

"Write as often as you can! All of you! That includes you Barry, Lemo etc..." Mrs. Weasel said waving as they all got onto the train, "Don, don't forget to change your underwear everyday! If Barry or Andrew write to me again telling me you smell, there will be trouble! Minnie, don't bitch behind peoples back this year! Gred, Forge, resist the urge to set fire to Flitwicks beard and be nice to your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Pierce, I don't want you getting another tatoo!"

Pierce stopped in his tracks,

"You know about that!"

"I know everything dear, don't forget to put metholated spirits on the new piercings! You know what happened when you didn't look after the left nipple piercing don't you?"

Pierce winced at the memory,

"Don't remind me..."

Mrs. Weasel nodded,

"Good boy, also pass this year. We know Dumbledore only let you progress out of the goodness of his heart and we don't want you having to sit seventh year again!" Pierce rolled his eyes and hopped on the train as it began to move.

Inside the compartment Barry tried to restrain himself from laughing, Lemo kept nervously touching her hair. There was only Andy, Barry, Andrew and Lemo in a compartment because everyone else had jammed into another compartment. They were left to share a small compartment with a slightly rugged looking man. He had a young feel about him, yet he still seemed old. This was probably because he had grey thinning hair and wrinkles. Regularly Andrew would poke him curiously with his (magical) wand, everytime he did this the man growled and rolled over. Andrew found this highly amusing, but Andy didn't, she hit him everytime he did it hissing at him to stop.

"But baaaaaaaaaabe, it's fun! Try it!" Andrew would protest.

Andy, Andrew, Barry and Lemo had begun a game of I spy when the train ground to a halt, and the air had a colder feel about it.

"We can't be there..." Lemo said, "Can we?"

"Maybe the drivers hurt?" Andy suggested, getting up to look out the compartment door, the train jutted knocking her onto the floor.

Am! You okay?" Andrew pulled her up.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" andy sat back down on her seat.

"Maybe, the trolley lady's molestering him!" Andrew said.

"Ew! And no-" Lemo stopped, the compartment door swung open and Barry heard Andy scream, yet it sounded distant. Barry shook his head to clear his foggied mind, and suddenly everything looked normal again.

"He's dead! He's dead!" Lemo sobbed, "First Winston and now Barry!"

"W-What happened?" Barry grunted as he rose from the floor. He looked around, Andy was glaring at the large plant placed on the floor which had been near Barry's head, other than that everything was how it was before Barry fell to the floor.

"HE'S ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLIVE!' Lemo shouted she was about to throw her arms around him when she stopped, "Is it just me or do I have to say that a lot?"

Barry shook his head,

"You do...now what happened?"

"Well, Gred and Forge decided to let of some stink bombs. Only the joke shop got confused and gave them a fogging bomb. Turns out you and several people are allergic to the fog..." Andrew said, comforting Andy.

"But, I heard Andy scream!"

"Dude..." Andrew said pointing to the plant.

"What?" Barry said confused.

Lemo whispered in his ear,

"Andy's scared of magical plants remember?"

Barry's eyes grew round,

"Oh of course! But why is it here?"

"It's supposed to clear the gas. Oh okay..."

The train stopped suddenly. Again.

"What the hell? We can't be there already!" Barry said looking out the windows, which had begun to develop ice on them.

"That's odd, it not that cold-" Andrew began as the train jutted forward, then stopped again.

"Maybe Gred and Forge set off a snow bomb?"

"There's no such thing, Andy!" Lemo said.

"You never know! I never knew there was such thing as-"

"Shh!' Barry hissed. Further down the train they heard screaming, panic spread down the train. For once in his whole time of knowing them, Andy and Lemo looked sad and depressed. The compartment door burst open,

"Guys...? You okay?" Don said urgently, as the light flickered out, for what seemed to be no reason Don fell forward into the compartment and the door was slammed behind him. Everyone in the compartment were left in darkness.

"Don! Don! Are you okay!"

Don grunted from the ground, he pulled himself up and tried to sit down,

"Err...I'm here, Don," Barry said uncomfortably.

"Whoops!" Even in the darkness everyone could tell Don was blushing.

"Don't touch my man!" Lemo said, trying to find Don so she could hit him.

"Wasn't touching only sit-"

The compartment door opened once more.

"WHO IS IT THIS TIME!" Andrew roared, "You all know this is a small fucking compart-"

Andrew cut off as all of them had a new wave of emotion. All of them reliving their worst memories, worst feelings, worst-

Barry heard more screaming and Lemo panicked voice screaming,

"Barry! Where's Barry!"

Barry tried to find his voice to anwer her as he sank from his seat.

Suddenly the newly woken man sitting in the compartment said,

"Excuse young man please hop off me so I can sort out this dementor..."