[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/4yS8QqqT/image.png[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@Achronum][@Nallore][@Natsu][@Kirah][@TrainerBlue192][@Framing A Moose][hr][color=FFDF00][b]September 1st, 1984 - 12:50 P.M.[/b][/color][/center][hr]	Time continues to pass, with the aurors making their rounds from compartment to compartment. Bonnie Flynn has moved to compartment 10, Lyra Burke was handling those in compartment 9, Lionel St. Willfold was handling compartment 8, and Callum McFenwick was handling compartment 7. Frederick Flynn, meanwhile, went to go deal with compartment 6. It wouldn't be much longer until the sweep of the train has concluded. At this rate though, with no evidence of Death Eaters turning up... Either the dark wizards are at the very front of the train or there weren't any present to begin with. 

[b]Compartment 1 - [/b]

	Penny nodded. "I'll let her know," she promised Madalyne. She wasn't too sure whether or not Chiara would be comfortable enough to tell someone else about what had happened, but maybe she would be in time. It wasn't her decision to make anyways - all she could do was let Chiara know about the resources available to her, though Penny knew that Chiara's parents had already informed the school about the situation and certain precautions were being taken. 

	"I prefer to fly solo," Talbott answered, his arms still crossed. He very rarely hanged out with people, spending most of his time up in the Owlery, more or less brooding. 

	"Oh, I don't know who I'd want to be my date... I hope someone asks me," Penny mused, blushing a bit. "Maybe I'll wear a floral inspired gown - something with little living flower details? Cherry blossoms maybe? What about you, Mads?"

[b]Compartment 13 - [/b]

	Bonnie raised an eyebrow at her daughter, smirking slightly. "Would you have preferred your aunt and uncle drop you off?" she asked, knowing that this likely was going to be an equally awful option for Zelda. Her aunt and uncle lived in America and were both rather [i]eccentric[/i] as far as witches and wizards went. 

	"Oh, did I miss out on meeting the famous April Flynn?" Andre asked, feigning innocence. He knew that Zelda didn't much care for her sister, especially the legacy she had left behind in Ravenclaw. 

	Bonnie pretended to not hear the hint of sarcasm in his voice. "I have to go, I need to finish my rounds - it was lovely to meet you, Andre," she said, before she left the compartment and went back to her duties. She proceeded to check compartment 10. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=41700D]Paige Atwell[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/mDjFfQ5N/tumblr-puqokj0-B0n1w38thpo1-250.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=41700D]Location:[/color][/b] Compartment 15
[b][color=41700D]Magic:[/color][/b] N/A [/center][hr]	Chiara flinched as Elizabeth approached her, trying to crawl farther and farther back into the compartment, even as her back was pressed up against the wall. In that moment, she wished that she could turn invisible. Her skin appeared as pale as her white hair, the pigment bleached by terror. She seemed too scared to even answer Elizabeth.

	Beatrice hesitated for a moment, before she tugged on the auror's cloak and whispered something into his ear. Frederick looked over at Chiara, before nodding his head slightly at Beatrice's words. "It'll be alright Chiara, you have nothing to fear," he said gently to her, before looking at the others in the compartment. "Hopefully I don't run into you all again too soon. That could just spell out trouble," he said with a small laugh, before he waved slightly at the group, and left the area.

	The young student slowly relaxed as Flynn left the compartment. Paige kept a good distance from Chiara, not to ostracize her or anything, but simply because Chiara seemed to need her space for the moment. A lot of Slytherin students had panic attacks like those and Paige found it best to give them what they needed to work through it. If Chiara needed silence and buffering room to calm down, then what's what she needed. [color=41700D]"You okay?"[/color] Paige whispered to Barnaby. 

	His parents had been Death Eaters too. 

	Barnaby smiled - although Paige suspected that it was forced. "I'm good, Paige," he whispered back. "Once she calms down, wanna play Snap?"

	Her eyes flickered over to Chiara, before they then drifted over to Fae and Elizabeth. She didn't want to spend time where she wasn't welcome. Even though Fae had dropped the entire subject, Paige didn't feel comfortable in the compartment. She loved spending time with Barnaby, but with Fae and Elizabeth as well? Besides, she had abandoned Zelda in the compartment alone (admittedly with Andre, a love gushing fest likely having quickly ensued. She would have gagged if she had been there). [color=41700D]"Maybe next time, Barnaby,"[/color] she answered quietly.