Karin considered her options for a couple seconds before deciding it wouldn't be so bad to share a compartment with a couple nice girls, neither Slytherin, as long as she was being invited. Grabbing the seat to the right of the door, she minded her own business for a minute as the girls introduced themselves, then gave her attention back to Symphony when she brought out the brought out a list of muggles bands. "I might know some of them," she said, holding out her hand to take the list. In the summers, she spent most of her time in the muggle world despite having two magical parents. It was a matter of feeling in place, as no one in that world found it strange that she couldn't perform magic; after all, they didn't know it existed.<br/><br/>Before she could give the list a good looking over, though, the same Hufflepuff boy that had been one of the people that sent Rabastan off before. "I'm Karin Blutfremd," she said, introducing herself without much flare. Karin would have thanked him for before, too, but she got the feeling that he had spoken up less in defense of a poor "Squib" girl getting picked on and more to bother the big Red Menace whom he didn't like, so she withheld her gratitude. Besides, the dark-haired boy was clearly a lot more interested in Symphony at that moment.<br/><br/>Outside the train, Barty withheld a sneer at the outrightly hostile behavior of one Sirius Black, keeping up his very convincing smile until he had to wave Remy and Remus off and wish them a nice train ride. Once they were gone, he could turn and scowl in disgust at the Marauders' behavior, thinking about going after and defending Severus and Regulus, but deciding he had better things to do. Just then, a small, gray, droopy-eared house elf in what looked like a kitchen towel approached. "All your luggage is aboard, Master Barty."<br/><br/>"It's Master<em>Crouch,</em>Winky. I'm not a boy anymore," he hissed before heading onto the train to find his compartment. Most likely he would find Rodolphus, Rabastan, and possibly a couple others waiting for him, unless they were running<em>extremely</em>late. On the way down his coach, he spotted his distant cousin Bella Black reading the Daily Prophet. He stopped and looked through the glass for a moment, considering going in and talking to her, but decided again that he had more important places to be (as he often did). Instead, he decided to send her a message: with a flick of his Hornbeam wand, one of the columns on the front page of her paper rearranged in letters and date to form the headline:<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_u">SEPT. 2 1977</span> OBNOXIOUS HOGWARTS STUDENT SIRIUS BLACK MURDERED BY PUREBLOOD SLYTHERIN. NO INVESTIGATION SUGGESTED. NO FUNERAL SERVICE PLANNED.</span></strong><br/><br/>Barty walked away with a chuckle as she had the chance to read it, knowing she would enjoy the idea of that particular cousin being murdered. Finally, he went to his compartment to see if either of the brothers had arrived yet.