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[center][h1][color=limegreen]Elizabeth Flame[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=limegreen]Location:[/color]  Exploding Snap Compartment (Compartment 15)
[color=limegreen]Magic:[/color] Potions
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	Looking up towards where the conductor's voice came from, Elizabeth grimaced for a moment. Whatever reason they were here, it couldn't be good. The Ministry probably didn't make a habit of wasting the time of their Aurors, or of Hogwarts. The only thing she could think of, would be that those Death Eaters were somehow on the train. That seemed impossible, but she knew there were ways for people to impersonate others, namely, Polyjuice potion. If the Death Eaters were so inclined, she knew they could get themselves on the train with relative ease. That was something that worried her, the thought that anybody here could be somebody out to kill her filled her with a kind of indescribably dread.

	Taking a look around the room, she hoped she could gleam some kind of insight into if everyone here was who they said they were, but she couldn't get a pin on anybody. They all seemed to be acting natural as could be, given the situation. Now, she had to deal with the first years, and keep them from freaking out, so she took a knee and leaned up close to Beatrice. "[color=limegreen]Mintfree? Scared?[/color]" Elizabeth gave a playful scoff, "[color=limegreen]That lass is the toughest witch I know, and I'm [i]me[/i].[/color]" She smiled at the girl, hoping to calm her down, "[color=limegreen]Now, I dunno why the Aurors're are 'ere, but I do know that they've got our best interests at 'eart. We're gonna be absolutely fine, 's long as you stay 'ere.[/color]" Elizabeth stood up for a moment, before re-positioning herself in front of the exploding snap game, "[color=limegreen]Now, how's 'bout we get to playin'?[/color]"