The train continued to hurtle northward as raindrops the size of beans pattered heavily against the windows, the storm growing fiercer by the minute. The scenery outside became increasingly desolate, merging with the gathering dusk and a layer of condensation on the glass. The view outside blurred into indistinctions, while the reflections inside the compartment were cast with crystal clarity.
Theodore held a newspaper in his hands, yet his gaze kept drifting involuntarily toward the reflection of Allie reading on the glass.
Around one o'clock, a plump witch pushed a snack trolley to the door of their compartment. She sold a variety of delicious treats to keep students from feeling unwell with hunger before the start-of-term feast at Hogwarts.
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