Magic doesn't exist... or does it?

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    Faye strolled down the aisle of the compartments. She had her desinger jeans from buckle and a nice pink shirt on with a dimon dcovered key necklace. She was one of those rich Slytherins who got whatever they wanted. Though she nwver really intended to be mean, she was.

    Juliet stood up to see if anyone was walking down the aisle. She saw Faye. "Do you want to join us?" she asked politlely.

    Makenzie and Albus strode into the train, lugging their trunks behind them. Albus found and empty compartment and sighed, he was a bit nervous about going back to Hogwarts.

    Kat started running she was going to be late.Her trunk was heavy and her pet owel was weighing down her other arm.She sliped on to the train just in time she saw an empty seat in an compartment all alone.

    Juliet stood up to see if anyone wanted to be friends. She walked out of the compartment and noticed Kat.

    Ava sat alone in her compartement, staring out the window. A tear rolled down her pale cheeks and left a tiny wet mark on the fringe of her shirt. She sighed and pulled her hair down from it's simple pony tail, plaiting it, weaving a strip of denim through the plait. She smiled and brushed her fringe away from her blue eyes. She looked around, and as the candy cart passed by and bought a small purple lollypop. She put it in her mouth and stood. looking out the door of her compartement.

    Kalisto sat in a compartment alone making her brush, brush her hair with magic.
    David climbed onto the train with a hurry his red hair messy with bed head. Climbing into a compartment he asked out of breath "Can I sit with you" to a gryffindor, who's name he thinks is Juliet.

    Ava sighed in relief as a red-haird boy scrambled past her compartement, to ask another student to sit with him. Well, at least he's not sitting with me, he thought. Ava was kind, although quite shy and intimidated by others.