((no thanks on playing Harry- like FlamingSnowpaw, I'm terrible at writing guys xD))
Anabeth lay across the seats in an otherwise-empty compartment. Her cat, Sulpecia, lay curled on Anabeth's stomach, purring quietly. The young witch herself was reading Unfogging the Future. She yawned and turned the page to a chapter on Cheiromancy.


just taller





