Transfers · Y/n story by @siennasays

The Hogwarts Express cut through the Scottish Highlands like a scarlet thread through green velvet. Rain streaked the windows, turning the hills into watercolors.

Student

Excuse me—everywhere else is full. Mind if we sit?

Two girls stood in the doorway, both in blue Beauxbatons uniforms. One had sleek black hair and a nervous smile. The other was paler, with honey-blonde curls and a small silver pin in the shape of a phoenix on her collar.

Student

I'm Colette. This is Celine.

Celine Calthorpe

You are Hogwarts, yes?