Just a thought in Time: contest book

Mystery upon the Hogwarts Express

"I don't know what's worse. Sitting on this blasted train again or missing out of the Halloween celebration tonight." Skylar Larch said. He huffed and adjusted his Head Boy pin on his robes. "Why are we doing this again Sabrina?"

Sabrina Snow, Head Girl, Slytherin house, "It is an event that promotes inter-house unity. Lord knows that we need it after the Second Wizarding War." She leaned forward, "Now stop fiddling with your pin, draw up some of that Gryffindor courage and go make sure that everyone is settled."

Skylar scoffed, "Why don't you go do it? Your house is the one that needs the positive PR right now." He crossed his arms over his chest and eyed the young woman. She glared at him with her hazel eyes, daring him to challenge her. The intimidation worked, he rose from his seat and stomped out of the cabin slamming the door behind him.

Sabrina rolled her eyes and pulled out her little pocket mirror; she adjusted her tie and brushed her pewter colored tresses, the wind that morning had been killer and she wanted to look her best despite having already been on the train for a few hours.. Skylar returned, puzzled, "We are missing a kid."

"What?" She stood and eyed the caramel colored boy. He ran his hand over his braids. "Yeah, a Hufflepuff fourth year, Anita Marsh." He stared at her with his amber eyes.

"Well what are you waiting for?! Her to ring a bell!" Sabrina pulled out her wand, "Go up front and tell one of the attending professors, after that check on the remaining students and keep them in their cabins, then you will begin searching the front of the train. I will take the back." she stalked out of the cabin, furious, some little shit couldn't even keep it together long enough to make it to Southern England. How in the bloody hell were they going to last a week.

Sabrina surveyed the corridor at the end of the train, this area was deserted since there were only about fifty students. Typically all of the cars would be full, but this was not a typical trip for the Hogwarts Express, let alone Sabrina. She sighed, just about to turn around and head back the way she came when she noticed a cabin door that was ajar. Raising her wand defensively she slunk to the compartment and slid the door open. There, on the floor, laid Anita Marsh. Her eyes wide open, and her eyebrows raised in surprise, and mouth hanging open. She had been hit with the stunning spell.

Sabrina knelt next to the girl, and waved her wand over her, "Rennervate." she whispered. Slowly the tawny haired girl began to blink her blue eyes, she smacked her lips together and slowly raised her head up off of the ground. "Marsh? Are you alright?" Sabrina asked.

Anita opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by an earsplitting scream echoing from a few cars away. Sabrina whipped her head around and scowled. "Oh bloody hell, what now?" she stepped away from the girl on the floor and peered down the corridor, "Can you walk?"

"Yes. Do you have any water?"

"You can get some once I get you to safety. Come on." Sabrina grabbed Anita's arm and lead her towards the front of the train.

Skylar stood outside of the cabin and watched as Sabrina came rushing towards him with the missing Hufflepuff in tow. "Oh good, you found her."

"Someone stunned her." She huffed, "What was that scream?"

"Take a look for yourself." he stepped out of the way and let Sabrina into the cabin.

"You haven't revived them?"

He shrugged and eyed Anita, "I don't know the spell."

Sabrina turned around and scrunched up her face, "Are you serious?"

Again, Skylar shrugged, "I never thought that I would need it, so I didn't put too much effort into learning it."

Sabrina's mouth dropped. "Alright. Well, you are going to learn today. Get your ass in here." she grabbed him by the arm and yanked him into the cabin, "Someone is attacking the students and it is our job to protect them and you could not even be bothered to learn how to revive someone?" she yelled at him. She showed him the wand movement and had him recite the words. She watched as he was bent over reviving the students, her foot tapping impatiently on the floor.