It didn't matter if every last cousin thrice removed in his family was well in time when boarding Hogwarts Express, because it seemed Albus never was. As far as running late was concerned though, he still wasn't buying into his uncle's recounting of flying muggle vehicles as a last resort. Abruptly, Albus was forced to take a clumsy step back - for he wasn't exactly at his most graceful when he was maneuvering luggage - to avoid someone else's trolley. Swaying slightly, he balanced himself and gave the other boy an odd look. "Watch it." He muttered. He'd have said it louder, if the guy hadn't obviously been several years above him.