Narcissa lugged her heavy trunk down the train's corridor looking for a compartment to sit in. Most of them were full, even Bellatrix's and Andromeda's. A tear ran down the side of her face until she reached an empty compartment with one girl seated inside. Narcissa lugged her trunk inside and sat down. The girl was reading and she didn't want to disturb her. Then she looked out the window and she began to fiddle with her blonde pigtails.