Hayleigh arrived to the train with one large trunk that rolled and a carry on bag. At that moment in time there weren't too many people on the train so it was easy for her to get around, well as easy as it was to get around with a pregnant belly getting in your way. She got past some third years and looked for a compartment in the middle of the train. She didn't like being in the front and she didn't like being all the way in the back. She was her happiest right smack dab in the middle.
She found a compartment situated exactly in the center of the train and slid the door open. She pulled her trunk in and carried her bag in. Since her trunk was a little heavy, she decided not to lift it up herself. Her best bet was just waiting for someone else to come by and put it up for her. She wasn't so shy with her stomach anymore and her parents told her it wasn't good to be anyway. Today she was wearing a
maternity shirt with slacks that went well with it.
She put her carry on bag on the floor with her trunk and sat down on one of the benches with a book in her hand. Her kitten snuggled up on her lap as she started reading silently wondering if anyone would be joining her. And if so, who would it be? A friend or a foe? She hoped it would be a friend, foes weren't fun to deal with.
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