Snippet #2434254

Ginny, lost in thought, turns at the sound of Neville's voice. She smiles softly, turning to face him, kicking back against the armrest. "I know what you mean. Annnd, I swear, the first years get shorter every year, too." She frowns at the sight of Dennis and Collin Creevy passing the compartment. "And that those two never grow." She laughs to herself. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Luna sat perched on a bench near the train, legs swinging, humming softly to a song that doesn't exist. Well, not in the views of others. But there's music in all of is, music others can't hear, she thought vaguely. Daddy had pretty much dropped her off and left her. She didn't really blame him, what with his sleeping issues of late. Honestly, she couldn't name the last time he slept for a full night. She associated it with nightmares, but he'd never admit it. The whistle blew. Luna rised to her feet as the train started moving. Standing along the rails, she casually reached out and grabbed a handle grip, pulling herself onto the school train as it moved out of the platform. She wandered the halls, looking for a familiar, friendly face. She was highly accostomed to the stares at this point; they didn't faze her. Well, they never really did. She stops short, catching a glimpse of red hair in the distance. Concidering, it had to be Ginny. And a boy sat across from her, who Luna recognized instantly. Speeding up only slightly, she crosses to the compartment, opening the door and sitting down next to Ginny without a word, only a friendly smile of hello.