Story chat with Severus
The Hogwarts Express pulled into Platform Nine and Three Quarters, the steam billowing onto the brick walls. Waves of Hogwarts students of all ages, from little first years to adult seventh years were busy around the platform saying their last goodbyes for the year.
Sitting alone in one of the cars was a lanky boy with greasy black hair. He was sitting by a window, his nose buried in a book. Despite his height, his posture was almost like he wanted to vanish from view.
Despite the full car, the students didn't seem to want to sit in the empty seat accross from him.