“Come on, dad. Let go already!” Arineaira told her father. He was hugging her so tight that she could hardly breath. He smiled and let go of her. Having not been able to breath for a minute, she took in a deep breath. “Thank you.” she smiled. She always loved her father’s hugs. They were the best. Next to, of course, her mother’s hugs. But, she could hardly remember them. So long it had been since she had last seen her mother.

“Be good” Jake Taliphillia said. A worried look lingered in his eyes. It was always there, when she left for Hogwarts. He missed her so much when she went away to school. Sometimes, he wished he could go with her. But, she had explained that that was quite impossible.

“Dad. When am I ever bad?” she joked.

He smiled down at her. “Very true. Just be careful. Ok?” he said to her.

The warning whistle rang. She had to get on the train soon. “Dad. I gotta go. Bye!” she said to him and hugged him quickly. She grabbed up her stuff and looked at him once more. “I’ll be sure to write!”

“You promise to be careful?” he called after her. When she didn’t answer, he shook his head a bit. “Teenagers” her murmured. He walked from the crowd of people, and through the way he had came. Leaving behind his only daughter. Oh how he would miss her.

Once Arineaira had left her father, she fought her way through the messy maze of wizards and witches and their children. Some first years, looking extremely nervous. And others seventh years, looking extremely excited and some of them rather sad. That was, after all, their last year going to Hogwarts. But she wasn’t one of them. Oh no. This was only her 6th, second to last, year. It was just another train ride to her home away from home for her.

A loud horn sounded. The signal that the train would soon depart. Lucky for her, she had just reached the train. “Hello old friend” she said to the train. Talking to a train could be viewed as insane bye some people. But not her. A smiled came to her face as she clambered onto the train.

Almost all the compartments were full. She walked up the hallway, in search for an empty compartment that she and her friends could sit in and chat about their summers. Finally, she reached an empty room. It was a while away from where she got onto the train, and yet still far from the back. She had never been this far back. She shrugged it off, and entered the room. After stowing away her possessions that she was carrying, she sat down near the window, one of her favorite spots, and waited for any of her friends to come and sit with her.

King's Cross Station. Dominique looked up at the massive place, fanning away the smog from her face and coughed, the family of five bobbing towards the Platform.
Dom shook a lock of golden hair out of her face and behind her ear. Pushing her cart loaded with her cat, Delilah, who was in a cage, and a nice big leather trunk with DW engraved in exaggerated pink letters. Victoire blazed the trail as Louis stayed behind - getting some cotton candy before the three of them set off. Dominique's Dad and Mère were in the middle, making sure Louis didn't get lost but Victoire didn't get to far away. Dominique, wanting a treat, but not wanting to stay behind, found a happy medium that she could get some candy on the beautiful crimson train that went over the green rolling hills. Quite picturesque, it was, and she sometimes could not be peeled from the window pane.

Soon enough, Victoire made a sharp turn to the Platform 9¾ that she knew so well and would be passing through the barrier once again. Pushing her way through the dense crowd, Dominique met up with her sister close to the barrier. Soon enough, a redheaded man and a blonde woman emerged from the clumps of people about. Fleur strode straight up to Dominique, she had assumed her Mother would say something sentimental about Vic's last year, or something. But she kept walking towards Dominique.
"Dominique," she started, "You promis' to be good 'zis year?" Dominique smiled, although her mother's tone was serious.
"Take care of Louis. And make sure zhat Victoire does not get in any trouble."
Dominique nodded quickly, although she didn't know why her Mum had laid all this pressure on her all of a sudden.
"Thank you, Dominique. Your 'elp is very much appreciated, mon chéri." She leaned over to give her daughter a kiss on the forehead.
"Don't worry, Mère, I won't let you down."
"Zhat is my girl. Now, go have a great year. I know you will not get in any trouble." Dominique hugged her mother, as Louis came rushing up from behind, with a cotton candy mustache. Dominique laughed and went to her Dad, and gave him a gargantuan hug, and he whispered in her ear, "Be good, sweetie."
"Love you, Dad!" Dominique returned as she waved goodbye to both her parents as they gave a last minute farewell to Louis, and scampered off to walk through the brick wall.
Through the wall they entered, and quickly boarded the scarlet Hogwarts Express, pulling up her trunk and Delilah. All of the compartments appeared full, which disappointed Dominique, who was hoping to see all of her friends, and Joe - who she had been crushing on since the end of last year. She peered into the last compartment. Arineaira was sitting there, who she was formerly an enemy with, but had become friends with. Dominique poked her head in the compartment, feeling a tiny bit homesick already, but looking out the train window to see her parents staring back at her and she grinned and waved.
"Mind if I sit here, Arineaira?"

She placed her quill down, having finished writing in her journal. She looked around, the crowd of people was as large as ever. But this time, it was slightly smaller. All the students had hurried onto the Express as the whistle had blown for the last time. People walking down the long corridor looked into her compartment. Always frowing at the site of not knowing her, they continued to walk down the hall. Everyone walked pass her, except for one person.

"Mind if I sit here, Arineaira?"

Someone said from the door. Arineaira looked at it and spotted Dominique Weasley with the sliding door open, leanding against the frame. Arineaira smiled at Dominique and nodded. "Sure" she said and guestured for her to come in. There was sort of an... awkward air when she walked in. Even though they were friends, there was still that past. The past of their history of being enemys from the first year to the begging of the first year. Even thoug that was in the not-so-distance past, they still had that history. And history dosen't easily evaporate.

Are you okay with having her out? Are you allergic? she asked and guestured to the cat.

Arineaira shook her head. "No, I'm fine." she said. In truth, she was allergic. But that didn't really matter so long as she didn't accually touch the cat. She had always loved cats. Though, her allergy made it rather hard for her to own one. 'Always look, and don't touch' her father would aways say. He, of course, could aways touch. She had enharrated her allergy from her dead mother. Just the sheer memory of her mother made her heart ache. Yeah, it was over 7 years ago. But she still felt the pain of only having one parent. And she was sure her father felt that pain too. It had never been eaisy for him to bring up a energetic outgoing girl. But, he always seemed to manage. And, look at her now. In Ravenclaw, on her way to her 5th year at Hogwarts.

So, how was your summer?

"Oh, my summer was as same as always. My father brought me about the country and we visited my family. I guess the muggles would call it a Family Reunion. We have one every year. Well, we will, at least. This was the first year. Everyone enjoyed themselves so much we decided to make it a Taliphillia tridition." she said and glanced out the window. The train was finally pulling out of the station and started to pick up speed. People were still walking up and down the halls. She predicted more and more people would ask to come in and sit, but that would be in the future. For now, she put her head back on the seat and closed her eyes. After a few seconds, she realized that she haddn't asked Dominique how her summer was. Realizing her moment of rudeness, she asked the question "How was you're summer? I've heard the Weasley summers can be pretty fun".

Dominique talked about her summer. How she spent time with her family near the beginning of the summer, then sorta dispersed from her family. How she had spent time with her cousin, Rose. Arineaira never really minded other people. IT kept her mind from wandering. But, that always seemed to happen anyway. She always had that difficulty: never being able to concentrate for to long. But, she had long since mastered looking like she was paying attention.

Another voice spoke. This one was warn and old sounding. Arineaira turned around and spotted the old woman who pushed the food trolley. "Any candy, dears?" she had said.

"Ummm..." she trialled off. She stood up and went to look at what she had on the trolley. It was parked directly outside the compartment and people from further up the train, that had missed it, were all flooding to it to get food. She recognized a few, but really didn't say hello. She was to mesmerized on how much food there was. Berty Bot's Ever Flavored Beans. Drouble's Best Blowing Gum. Liqurious Wand. Every magical candy you could imagine, and a few you would never imagine, were there. She had never seen so much magical food in one place. "Wow" she murmured and just took a few Chocolate Frogs and pack of Berty Bot's Every Flavored Beans. She payed for the food and went back in. The people from around the cart stayed, and followed the trolley as it went on.

"I wonder who I'll get." she wondered aloud and ripped the package open. One of the most famous Headmasters of Hogwarts was staring up at her. She smiled down at it, and turned it over. She read and reread it, until she had memorized it. Arineaira looked up from it and smiled again. She held it up and said "I got Dumbledore."

“Domini!”

Dominique jerked her head in the direction of the voice, which she instantly recognized one of her favorite cousins, Rose. She beamed at the redhead, peeling the card from her chocolate frog wrapper. Her pure blue eyes flitted the the picture. It was her uncle, Ron Weasley, Rose's dad. He had gotten his picture on the chocolate frog card for his bravery and what not in the Battle of Hogwarts so many years ago.
"Rosie! I got your dad!" Dom said, waving the card to her eye level, also giving her a one armed hug. "I believe it has been a week! Feels like forever, though!" She replied, sitting back down with her cousin. Dominique listened to her tell about Hugo, and the Hufflepuff fangirl he had obtained. Ah, they could do so many things. Ideas flashed through Dominique's mind, all through the spectrum of simply humiliating him, or talking to her and telling baby stories.
"What do you say, Rose-a-lose? Mortification in the future for Hugo? As long as we tie Louis to a chair so he doesn't come and be all defensive on him. They're as close as we are," Domini retorted, vague hand movements accompanying the statement. Delilah mewed and slipped back on to her place on her lap. Mewing adorably, Dominique giggled. Her kitten had always wanted to be the center of attention.

"Oh, Arineaira. This is my cousin, Rose. The one I was just telling you about how much time I spent with her this Summer," Dominique nodded to Rose, smiling with her upper teeth clamped on her lower lip. "I think we can continuing threatening to hug Hugo. He'll absolutely be thrilled about that." Dom's voice was full of sarcasm. This year was getting off to a great start.