-Chapter 54- Train ride

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"Get up!"- Louis was screaming from common room.

"I have been awake since 6 AM."- I said walking towards him.

"Why have you been awake since 6 AM?"

"Because I forgot to pack things for home."- I said.

"Irresponsible I see."- He said smirking.

"Not one to talk."- I said. "Issie packed your things because you forgot."

"Y'l, Partridge!"- Dumbledore said as he stood in from of us. "How have you two been?"

"Good professor."- I said. "You?"

"I could call it good."- He said. "Have a good holidays."

"Thank you."- Louis said. "You too."

We turned around, but Dumbledore said something again.

"And Louis."- Dumbledore said.

"Hm?"- Louis asked.

"Hope you get to ask what you have been thinking."- He said.

"Ask what?"- Louis asked.

"You will find out."- He said.

We turned around and started walking out of the school.

"He can read minds if you didn't know."- I said.

"Wait really?"- Louis asked.

"What have you been wanting to ask for entire time?"- I asked.

"I don't know."- He said. "Like I wouldn't ask if I knew what he was talking about."

"You sure?"- I asked.

"Yea."- He said as we left Hogwarts.

"You tried to say something when we were hiding from death eaters."- I said.

"Y'n we almost died there it probably doesn't matter."- He said. "I don't even remember what I tried to say."

I looked over to him and I knew he remember. He looked so worried and like he has lots of things to say. If I could admit myself one thing maybe I would try to say something too.

After some time we entered the train. Our hair was full of snow and we sat down in the room we always do. We sat next to each other on the left side this time.

"You see it was the left side."- Louis said as we sat down.

"Your hair is full of snow."- I said shaking his hair with my hand.

"Thanks now it's wet."- He said smiling.

"It will dry. Eventually."- I said imitating him.

"Yours is full of snow too."- He said trying to touch my hair.

"No, no, no."- I said stopping his hand. "You will mess up my hair which is already messed up enough."

"You messed up mine."- He said trying to escape his hand.

"It looks the same."- I said.

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