The train started with a jolt. The older boys were still walking around the train. They peered into the carriage and gave me the evils, unluckily for me, I was the only one in the carriage and I saw the looks on their faces; I shivered and looked out the window, I was not moving for the people who made my life a misery. Why should I? "Move it scumbag" I turned back around to see Lucuis; a prefect at the time. I stood up; rubbed my robes and grabbed my bag from the top rack. I lowered my head and hoped I would get out of that carriage safely.
Silly of me really, I don't know why I hope. I exited that carriage with a nose bleed and my books sopping wet, they had been flushed down the toilet whilst Lucius was 'talking to me'. I hurried up the corridor looking meekly into all the compartments where first years were mucking about with their wands and talking like strangers. I finally reached one with another loner in it. I placed my bag back on the top shelf and sat down. I had a seat view so I made the most of it. As the train carried on; getting faster and faster, I slowed my thoughts down. Getting sleepier and sleepier. That's odd. I thought, I never sleep on this train. Then, in the corner of my eye I saw it. I reached up and grabbed the little sack of magic powder. I sniffed it.
I didn't come round until we were there. I could imagine the boys and girls already had left. I hadn't got my robes on. I cursed under my breath this was someone's plan? To knock someone out until we got there? Pathetic I thought. Then the train started to move. I cursed again. I jumped up and was pushed by some sort of force back down. I cursed once again, then again until all you could hear if you were to walk past would be a long line of consecutive swear words. I screamed out "Help!" then I shut my mouth. This was what they wanted. For me to struggle to get out, but I was in the slug club. I was the best.
I stretched out to my wand which had rolled out my cloak pocket, my finger slowly uncurling and reaching out, grabbing it and then slowly retreating my hand so I had my wand in the correct position "Incendo!" suddenly a ball of flame licked up to the ceiling, searching for oxygen. Now I had to wait. Suddenly the train lurched forward and the brakes were slammed on. It took a good five minutes for the driver to come to the carriage "Agumenti!" a shoot of water erupted from his wand. "Good god boy... what are you doing down there?" The heat had destroyed the shield forcing me down. Finally I stood up, aided by the driver's hand.