It hadn't been easy. Hannah had to go out the bloody window! But.. the one thing that made it seem that much easier was the fact that Draco had left her her wand..
She'd barely made it to King's Cross, climbing onto the very back of the train as it blew the final whistle. Hannah wasn't about to go searching for people; her friends would make far too big a deal of her being there and as much as she thought she couldn't wait to see them.. she wanted to be alone.
No, that was a lie. There was one person she wanted to see, the person she'd seen every day for a very long while.. How strange was that?
She found herself an empty compartment and sat, alone, gazing out the window, peering through the half closed shade to watch those on the platform..