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Olive Hornby was, despite the fact that she was heading to Hogwarts after months of doing absolutely nothing at home (something she was not and never would be accustomed to), not in a good mood. To begin, her parents couldn’t even drop her and Sebastian off at the station because Liam needed to go to the hospital, again. And while it was for a perfectly good reason; they think they’ve finally figured out what it was that Liam had, Olive didn’t care, and she especially didn’t care when she saw all the parents wishing their children off for a safe trip, telling them not to get in trouble even though they knew they were going to anyways. And despite the fact that she was not a particularly sentimental girl in the slightest, she wanted that.

“Stupid Liam and his stupid sickness,” She muttered under her breath, to which her  other brother replied with a noticeable eyeroll. When they got on the train, they went their separate ways as usual, she to the Gryffindors and he to the Ravenclaws, though this time, she felt more like sitting with the Ravenclaws. Olive loved her friends dearly, but her relationship with one friend in particular was beginning to get a little too complicated, and Olive didn’t do complicated. When complicated was headed in her direction, Olive ran the other way, and that was what she was doing right now.

She meandered through the corridors of the train, peering into the cabins to see who was in which and frequently making stops for chocolate frogs and sugar quills to distract her from thoughts that weren’t quite as simple as she liked. But she couldn’t walk around forever, and when she finally came to a stopping point, she opened up a door at random, and shoved herself and her tawny owl Ferdinand into the cart without even bothering to see who she would be sitting with.

"Hey."