<div align="center"><em>Lavender Ackerly</em></div><hr/><br/>The train started to pull from the station and the small jolt snapped her out of her slowly dozing state. The small bumps and such of the train's movements made her adjust her position in the seat. Eventually, Lavender found a comfortable spot again and put her head back against the window. She kind of wished she'd remembered to close the compartment door when she came in. The chatter and laughing coming from outside the coach was making it difficult to sleep. She knew that if she managed to sleep through her dormmate's late night chatting session, then she could eventually sleep through this too.<br/><br/>Lavender wasn't aware that her current position or appearance might make others think she was ill or miserable, though the last of the two was pretty close. When she heard a voice close by, she honestly didn't think it was being spoken to her and ignored it at first. But the voice continued, asking if she was alright. She peeked her eyes open a little bit and saw Brutus Tremlett standing in her compartment door, looking at her, asking if she was okay. Her cheeks flushed and she sat up quickly, "N-no...I mean yes...Uh...no, you're not disturbing me and yes, I'm alright," finally managing to spit it out, "Do you need this compartment? I can leave," it wasn't like she was being uprooted from anywhere. It wouldn't be the first time she'd left a train compartment so a larger group of people could have it.<br/><br/>He probably didn't have a clue who she was, but she knew a little bit about him. She knew his name was Brutus Tremblett, that he was a Ravenclaw, and that he was on his House Quidditch team.