Sittin' on the Train

It was interesting to watch the countryside pass by through the window, but after several hours, it was becoming quite boring. April was indeed becoming bored. How much longer to Hogwarts, she wondered. There was footsteps in the hallway, but she didn't pay much attention. There had been footsteps since she had gotten on the train. It never concerned her. That is, until she heard the sliding of the glass compartment and a voice.

"I'm guessing you're the only one in here?"

April glanced up and saw a tall red headed girl. The girl looked around, seeing only April and a tiny owl flitting around. 

"Excellent." Dropping her bags and a cat carrier on the bench opposite of April, the ginger sat down next to April and put out her hand. "Cassandra Lightwood, but you can call me Cassie."

April didn't smile, not quite yet. "You a pureblood?"

"Yeah." She answered, seeming unconcerned with the question.

April nodded, a smile finally appearing. "Me too. I'm April Hallows."
They both looked over as the glass divider opened again.

Suddenly a flamboyant looking guy entered the carriage. With an idiotic grin, he opened his mouth and said, "Is this seat taken?", gesturing towards the seat next to April.

He sat down without receiving any confirmation from either of them. 

"So," he said flamboyantly. "Which house is everyone looking forward to getting into?"
April and Cassie simply sat there and stared at him in a state somewhat like shock.

"Uhh..." said Cassie with an unsure frown. "Do I know you..? Do we know you..?" She glanced over at April with a questioning look. April shook her head and mouthed, "NO." 

"Well, I'm looking forward to any house that I can get into because my parents say I'm going to fail anyways..." He rambled on without paying any attention to the girls. April whispered to Cassie, "Should we... move or something?" 

"HEY! What's your name?" The boy stopped rambling and pointed at April with a sudden intensity. 

April froze and muttered, "Um, April?" His finger moved to point at Cassie. "And you?" 

Cassie eyed the kid, as if she wasn't sure whether or not he would do something crazy, like throw himself out the window. "Cassie." 

"Oh. Cool. I'm Lucifer." The boy relaxed against the back of his seat, only to leap up again and present a fluffy, disgruntled tuxedo cat. "This is my kitty-cat, Vicious!"

Obviously this kid was a threat to society, but April and Cassie weren't that different. In truth, they were very much alike in many ways. April looked at Cassie and Lucifer and smiled. Perhaps this trip won't be so boring anymore.