Artemis stayed behind as students upon students flooded off of the train, bumping into each other and generally creating a group-effort of loud voices, hushed voices, and stomping feet. Once he was sure that he was among the last few on the train, the white-haired Pureblood stood up from his seat and exited his compartment, moving down the halls until he found the exit to the train. The trolley lady was still making her rounds, despite the fact that there was hardly anyone else on the train, so Artemis grabbed a standard green and white lollipop. He popped the treat into his mouth as he moved about the crowded grounds.

"Here again..."

Despite the melancholy tone in his voice, Artemis felt the familiar snake-like grin form on his pale face. Making sure that his black Slytherin robe was on correctly, Art began his hunt for an empty, or at least semi-empty carriage. Thankfully, it didn't take him long to find one with a familiar face. A familiar face connected to an abnormally tall body. One of his friends from years back. He had stayed in contact with the male, and because of their similar personalities but starkly opposite appearance - Brutus being black-haired and tall, while Artemis was short and white-haired - they managed to stay good friends regardless of years.

"Hello Brutus," the short, frail-looking albino greeted quietly, slipping into the carriage and lowering himself onto one of the leather, soft seats. He saw the other sibling - someone he didn't really care much for, to be honest - enter the carriage, and slipped back into his quiet state, twirling his wand boredly though his nimble fingers.