Trinity sat across from Harry on the Hogwarts express, making nervous idle chitchat.

Both didn't know exactly what to expect from that year.

Harry was going to be swamped what with Quidditch (which he was thinking about handing over to someone else), homework (which she and Hermione had already agreed to helping with), and finding the remaining Horcruxes (which she, Ron, and Hermione were already helping with).

Trinity, on the other hand, was worried also about the Horcruxes (which she hardly new anything about), Quidditch (since she never really played on a team before and was hoping to try out), and keeping her vow to remained focused on staying strong (which was becoming increasingly hard because of her new friends).

Harry was somewhat . . . easier to talk to. Maybe because he had been through the same thing and knew she didn't want sympathy, just someone to talk to. And she was happy that she understood that. She had heard so many 'I'm sorry for you loss's that she was going insane. Sorry didn't really help anything. She supposed they said it to make her feel better and let her know that they were there . . . but it just sort of made her want to cry (the one thing she was determined not to do this year).

She was surprised to realize that she actually liked these new friends of hers.

As before, Harry was just easy to talk to, almost like an older brother.

Hermione was smart and good to talk to when Trinity was in the mood for intelligent conversations.

Ginny was witty and funny, though Trinity restrained from laughing most of time, but it was still nice to have her around.

And Ron . . . Ron was Ron. Trinity felt comfortable around him, but he made her nervous. Most likely because he was a living reminder of the past, her past, which both comforted her and scared her. And he made her smile . . . way to easily. Truth be told, she had developed a small soft spot for their garden conversations and that scared her too. This is why she was always somewhat wary around Ron Weasley.

Why couldn't he just be the same clumsy boy who fell off toy broomsticks?

"My cousin goes here," she burst out, suddenly, almost scaring Harry.

"Cousin?" Harry said. It took him a minute and when realization dawned on him, he frowned. "Draco Malfoy. He doesn't go here anymore."

"Oh," Trinity said, feeling a tad bit sad. Her last hope of family was dashed once again. "What was he like?"

"He was a git," Harry said, shaking his head. "A Slytherin. Loved to call Hermione a Mudblood all the time. He's . . . he's one of the main reasons for Dumbledore's death. . . . You wouldn't want to meet him."

"Doesn't sound like it." And Trinity meant it. Anyone who would call anyone a Mudblood was definitely not worth her time, considering her mother had been Muggleborn.

Ron and Hermione came in then and Ron started up a conversation with Harry while Hermione read a book.

"What positions are available on your team?" Trinity interrupted when Ron began this long old tangent on the Chudley Cannons.

"You play?" Ron said, smiling.

She shrugged. "Depends on what positions you have available."

"Well . . . Katie and Alicia are gone now, so that's two Chasers, Ginny's the other one. I'm not sure if those blokes Harry picked last year are back, so that's possibly two Beaters, and then, if Harry quits, that's a Seeker."

Trinity kind of liked the idea of being a Seeker. It was laid back, yet high class. She'd have to think about that one. "So you're Keeper than?" she said to Ron.

Ron looked mighty proud of himself. "Yep, I'm the Keeper."

"A pretty good one," Hermione said from behind her book.

" 'A pretty good one'?" Ron said, astonished. "I'll have you know that people have compared me to Tyler Petrel, the best Chaser known to man."

"Like who? Your mum?"

Trinity laughed. She couldn't help herself. That had been a good one. Harry and Hermione stared at her some what astonished. Ron's face, which had been slightly red, had turned back to its normal color and he smiled.

"She laughs!" Harry said, grinning.

Trinity felt her cheeks get hot and she quickly stood, murmuring 'excuse me' as she left the cabin.

In the Cabin

"I think we had a semi-breakthrough with her, you guys," Hermione said, putting her book down.

"Yeah, way to go, Hermione," Harry said, grinning again. "Now, whenever we need her to laugh, we tell a joke on Ron's expense."

"Hey!"

"Ron, Harry, I'm completely serious," Hermione continued, interrupting the argument Ron was definitely about to start. "I don't know if you noticed, but she's not a very . . . happy person. Matter of fact, she's not a very sad person either."

"She's indifferent," Ron said, nodding his head.

"Has she always been like that?" Harry asked.

"Only since her mum. . . ."

"So, she's doing it on purpose, then?" Hermione said.

"So as not to get hurt."

There was a small silence before Hermione whispered, "That's awful. She thinks that she might . . . that we might."

"All we can do is be good friends to her," Harry said. "Let her know she doesn't have to worry about getting hurt again."

"We won't let anything hurt her again," Ron said, viciously.

Just then, they could hear a girl cast about four hexes, all of them vicious and nasty. Trinity came in a little bit afterwards, trying to look indifferent but they could tell she was mad. Her wand was out and she was clenching it tightly.

"Um, Trinity?" Hermione said, carefully.

"Hmm?"

"Who did you just hex?"

"Oh, just a wanker. No one really important."

Hermione looked at her friends before looking out into the corridor, gasping as she did. When she came back in, she looked as if she didn't know whether to laugh or scold Trinity.

"Well?" Harry and Ron asked.

"She hexed Cormac McLaggen." There was a moment of silence before Hermione broke into loud fits of laughter. Harry and Ron shook their heads and turned to Trinity.

"Why'd you hex him?" Harry asked.

"He invaded my personal space."

"How?" Ron asked.

"He grabbed me and said we should 'dance' together. I can't wait till we get to Hogwarts. I need to scrub that slimy git's paw prints off of me."

Harry grinned and leaned over slightly to Ron. "I think she'll fit in just find here, don't you?"

Ron grinned back and said, "Trinity? Welcome to the joyous world of Hogwarts."