There was a commotion out in the corridor. Suddenly the door to a compartment banged open. There was a couple of raised voices, and then, just as quickly, the door banged shut, and the hurried footsteps were heard as someone stormed off.
"Looks like the Slytherins had a little spat," Ginny.
"Probably a disagreement on the best method to make our lives miserable this year," Neville said.
"They wouldn't dare," Hermione said, calmly. "I should think, more than anyone, it's probably Purebloods and Slytherins who are under a lot of scrutiny right now."
"How sad," said Luna, staring at the ceiling. "Such undeserved hate and mistrust. All because of a few who made the wrong choice at the wrong time."
"If you ask me, it's a dose of their own medicine," said Neville said, grimly.
"I agree," Ginny said.
"It's still unfair, though, I guess" Hermione said. "Kingsley told me they have come up with a new regulation of sorts for students who are in any way connected to Death Eaters. Just a precaution."
"If I didn't know any better, I would think they were cosying up to us," Neville said.
Hermione looked up sharply. "Oh, but that's exactly what they're doing. But perhaps they're also coming to us for help."