𝟒 - 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙩

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What happened back at the World Cup was not something they were expecting at all to happen with all the heavy loaded security deployed there. 

They didn't expect to have their good time, oh so disrespectfully interrupted, By lord Voldemort's fateful minions.

Carina remembered being bombarded with plenty of letters right away after the incident from her Aunt, Uncle and Cousin, as soon as they had safely returned back to the Weasley's Burrow. The Tonks even took it upon themselves to send a personal letter over to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley asking about the, very much embarrassed by that, girl. 

She had even gotten a letter from her dear godfather asking about her wellbeing and another one from her father; Sirius that was written so messily and quick with visible worry etched into it that she could hardly read a word out of it. 

Needless to say, after what happened at the Quidditch World Cup, there was a definite end-of-the-holidays gloom hanging around the Golden Quartet's compartment and in all of the other compartments.

The Hogwarts metallic motor hooted the infamous choo choo sound as it raced forward onto the train tracks. "Anything from the trolley, dears?" The old trolley lady asked standing right outside their compartment.

Oh, how she adored the ever loving fuck out of that old woman.

"Oh yes!" Ron nodded quickly from beside Hermione who adjusted the Daily prophet in her hands that showcased the dark mark that shone in the night sky at the singular camp site they were just in a few days ago.

Fun times.

"A pack of Droobles and a Licorice wand." Ron then glanced at the little galleons he held in his hand. "O-on second thought, just the Droobles..." Ron quickly took his small packet of Droobles and went over to sit beside Hermione.

Carina rolled her eyes as she put aside her sketch book that she was just doodling in and readied the galleons from her bag and got up to the old, nice lady. "A licorice wand and a chocolate frog, please." The girl asked with a smile. The black-haired girl quickly gave the galleons over to the old lady as she handed her, her sweets, immediately going over to sit right down. Harry went up ahead next to ask for something, but before he could, a fifth year Ravenclaw girl that Carina knew a bit of; Xue Chang, came up from behind with two of her friends and asked for a couple of pumpkin pasties for and her friends.

Both Xue and Harry shared a quick, sort of awkward smile, Carina side-eyeing them for only a moment before Chang and her friends went off on their own merry way. Harry came back into the compartment fast, sliding the door closed, and sat next to Carina who was sat nibbling away on her chocolate frog and had thrown the licorice wand over at Ron who looked like he was about to tear up any minute from the small, only mere gesture.

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