The Clique Compartment

"I hope we get there soon," Ron was saying, holding Scabbers in his shirt's chest pocket. "I'm starving."

And, as if the train heard him, it slowed. Ron looked at the ceiling and had the ^_^ face.

Lupin snored a bit, and his mouth was slightly open. He looked exhausted, and some empty bottle of w/e was beside him. It had less than a mouthful in it.

"We can't be there yet. -_-" Cara said. She looked out the window. There were figures moving outside.

There was the noise of compartment doors opening all through the train.

Then it got dark, and everybody entered.
"Who's that?"
"Who's THAT?"
"Ginny?"
"Cara?"
"What are you doing?"
"I was looking for Ron-"
"Come in and sit down-"
"Not here! I'm here!"
"QUIET!" said a horse voice suddenly.

Harry was all like, "Hi Neville," when Neville arrived.

Professor Lupin appeared to have woken up at last. Nobody spoke.
A soft, crackling noise broke the silence and a shivering light filled the compartment. FProfessor Lupin seemed to be holding a handful of flames. They illuminated his tired grey face, but his eyes looked alert and wary.
"Stay where you are, he said in a hoarse voice.

He got up slowly, with his awesome handful of fire held out in front of him.
But the door opened OMIGA

Harry had some weird twitch seizure and passed out when a black thing came in.
Then, like,
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" and a swirly white light pushed the dementeth out and it ran away to it's mommy. Or whatever. IT just ran away. Somewhere. I dunno. AND I DON'T GIVE! It just left because the bright light was happyful.

Harry woke up a long time later. He was like, "Wtf?"

And Lupin gave him some chocolate and ditched them to go see the driver. THE LIGHTS TURNED BACK ON.