You were on the Hogwarts Express, heading to King's Cross Station, of course. After another magical year at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you were going home. You were in the compartment alone, which was a blessing and a curse. There was no one there to keep you company, to talk to, etc. But it left you time to practice your spell. And thankfully, for the sake of others, it means no one else got shrunk too. All the food you had with you was shrunken though, not that it made much of a difference. Anyone who saw it would see it as crumbs, not much evidence of your little accident.
Thankfully, you left your compartment open. But no one seemed to have heard anything, because not a soul has come to investigate. You cautiously head out, and walk down the aisle.
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