Snippet #1045382

Azaleh had a compartment to herself and was very pleased about it - she hated the awkward silences that accompanied strangers sharing her space. She never made an effort to hide her contempt for people from them. In front of her was Nightshade, he had to be caged up for the ride which irritated Azaleh. She had managed to sneek him on without being in a cage her first year but she had been caught every year since much to her annoyance. Her attention was then drawn to the door of the compartment where four first years stood looking at her. "What do you want?" she demanded sharply. A little unnerved, one of them gestured toward one of the empty seats. Usually, she would've told them where to go but she couldn't be bothered at the moment. Azaleh rose to her feet and shot them a scathing look. "By the way, I wouldn't touch Nightshade if I were you. He has rather sharp teeth and a bad temper." She stalked out of the compartment and into the isle. She was walking further up the train when a few familiar faces caught her eye. She raised her eyebrow and decided to pay them a visit. Sliding open the door, she glared at them.