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prologue: thomas the tank engine

earphones in, ara black and remus lupin pulled up to kings cross station, running through the barrier onto the familiar platform nine and three quarters.

"i'll be in my office if you ever need me."

"huh?" ara asked, taking an earpiece out of her ear.

"why is your music always so loud? you can't even hear me."

"you can't listen to arctic monkeys quietly!"

he sighed exasperatedly.

"i regret ever introducing you to them."

"oh here we go again-"

"just...don't get into too much trouble again this year!"

ara shook her head earnestly.

"honestly, you set a classroom on fire one time and it sticks with you!"

"ara, i'm serious!"

"no..."

"don't you-"

"sirius is a fugitive," she smirked before running onboard the train and blowing an overly dramatic kiss to her father.

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social rejects😔☝️

dory: where are you guys?

basil: in our compartment, hurry up.

dory: it's not OUR compartment.

you: it might as well be🙄

basil: we can get ara to buy it for us

dory: https://youtu.be/J3RCss03v1k

you: for the last time i'm not your sugar daddy-
you: it's called having a trust fund

basil: and a fat one at that!

dory: i might have to excuse the fact
your dad is a serial killer because he has
inheritance😍🤞

you: i hate you both

basil: yeah yeah, hurry up.
basil: we're waiting

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"it's about time!" theo sighed as ara threw her bag on the overhead rack.

"just be glad i'm here!"

"where else would you go?" blaise sniggered.

"i don't know...i'm banned from sitting with the twins after last year"

"well you did set a classroom on fire-"

"why does everyone keep bringing that up today?" she groaned as the train started to pull out of the station.

ara took out her phone, opening snapchat to look at people's stories.

"have you seen malfoy's new haircut?" theo sniggered suddenly.

"did he post it?" she asked, a grin growing on her face.