Rain still lashed the windows as Ron and Sarah made their way to find an empty compartment. They were both quite a sight, still dripping wet. Both tracked mud and water, trying to drag their luggage down the corridors.

"How many people go to this bloody school!" Sarah exclaimed while trying to haul her trunk through a narrow passage into the next car.

"A lot," was all Ron admitted as he glanced back at the witch again. He still saw the same blonde, messy hair, brown eyes that gazed from behind black angular glasses, and her thin body nearly as tall as he was. She was still wearing tight and faded jeans, a leather jacket with popped collar, and motorcycle boots. What did I expect her to turn into while I wasn't looking?

Continueing to stumble down the corridor, they were now desperate since they had reached the last carriage.

"Here's one!" Sarah came apon a completely empty compartment, and thrilled she flopped on the seat. Ron took the seat across from her, and crossed his long legs. "So...Now what?"

Ron sighed. "We wait."

Sarah simply raised an eyebrow, and took her wand out from a pocket inside her coat, and pointed it at herself. "Tergeo!" And the water on her clothes wiped away.

"Wow! Do that on me!" Sarah smirked, and pointed her wand at Ron.

"Tergeo!" Now both were clean.

"Thanks!" "No problem." Sarah yawned and streatched, already bored with the train ride.

"So, you're from Scotland? Where did you go?" Ron questioned.

"Yep, I went to an all-girls school 'till I was fifteen, then I just taught myself magic on my own." Sarah focused on Ron's face.

"Why are you here then?"

"My father broke his court order by coming near me. My realtives didn't want me to be around him, so I got sent off here to live with my aunt. Of course, she wanted me to finish school even if it meant re-learning most of my spells, so here I am today." Sarah said as she looked out the window at the countryside.

Ron was just about to ask why her relatives were afraid of her father, but the woman with the cart of candy pulled up. His mouth began to water just from looking at it, but then he remembered how short he was on cash and tried to mask his hunger.

"Anything off the trolley, dears?" she smiled like she knew something.

Sarah got up and walked to the door. "Yeah, I'll take...two boxes of Bertie Botts, a pack of Chocolate Frogs, and some gum." The woman handed her the massive amount of candy, and Sarah sat back down to dig into her food.

"You want some?" She stared at Ron with half a frog sticking from the side of her mouth.

"No, I'm good." Of course, his stomach took that oppurtunity to rumble loudly.

"Here," Sarah tossed him a bag of jelly beans.

Ron bit into the first one. "Urg, what is this?"

"Lemme see it," and she leaned foward to look at the revolting bean. "Looks like dog turd to me."

"I just ate dog crap! AAAAHH!" Sarah broke out laughing as Ron gulped water washing the taste from his mouth.

The compartment door slid open again. "Well, if it isn't the Weasel and his new girlfriend." Another wizard stood in the door, sneering down at them. "I wouldn't stay in this place if I were you. Don't associate with freaks like him. Come on, I'll introduce you to some real wizards." He offered Sarah his hand.

She blankly looked at him. "What, were you talking about yourself?" Malfoy looked indifferent. He was used to these remarks. "You're a Malfoy, aren't you?"

"How'd you know?"

Sarah smirked. "My aunt told me about your family. I guess what she said is true."

Draco rolled his eyes. "And what's that?"

"That you're so ugly, your mother got morning sickness after you were born."

Draco raised his wand, NO ONE dissed his looks! Sarah was much faster and more experianced in duels though. "Furnunclus!" was the spell Draco cast.

Sarah simply sighed, and pointed her wand at Draco. "Langlock!" Draco's eyes widened. His tounge was glued to the roof of his mouth! He clutched his face, and tried to yell TAKE IT OFF! but couldn't, which was the funniest part. I might have fun with this, she thought. "Levicorpus!" And now Draco was dangling by his ankle from the ceiling.

"No one. Insults my friends. Liebracorups!" Draco fell back down, and Sarah shoved him from the compartment with her foot. "This compartment is weirdos only." And slammed the door shut.

Ron was staring blankly at her. "Where's you learn how to duel like that?"

"I told you. I taught myself. I left school, and just read a lot of books in my spare time." she explained. Then the door slid open, yet again. Ron pulled his wand out now, expecting Malfoy, and pointed it at the newcomers with Sarah. It was...

CLIFFHANGER! HAHAHA! Actually, it wasn't much of one, but whatever. My document's getting too long to print on this page. I'm posting the next chapter right now, so go read it now my minions! MWAAHHAAAcough Arg! sneeze damn allergies...hack