Darn it, late, late as usual. She was late to begin with heading away from her Grandmother and for the train, she ran through the train station with her bag on a trolley in front. She was a quick blur to most, a flash of blonde hair whisking by as she ran. She was cursing herself along the way.<br/>By the time she got to the train she thought she had enough time but then she heard the whispers of the stragglers and caught sight of a boy..... if you could call him just a boy. Eyes  watching him carefully Amelia had to pull herself together as the guard called for the last time. She flung her case on and then herself and went to find herself a seat, anywhere she could.<br/><br/>She was in the 7th year herself, standing at 5,6, slender in build with long blonde hair past her shoulders, usually fly away and dark blue eyes. She was not  overly spectacular, she was a known pupil doing well in her lessons but not first all the way. She liked to keep herself to herself and studied hard.<br/>She wore dark leggings and boots just over her ankle, a floral top  dark in colour and an old denim jacket, a faded blue. She moved through the train trying to find herself a seat