"I don't like how that man looked at us Tommy," Hermione said to her brother, looking out to the new blurred green landscape the train sped past in the bright daylight. She liked trains, they were big and powerful, and nothing could stop them except another train colliding with it's long body. Thoughts swirling around her head all the while as she made them known to her twin, making it all that much more difficult to focus on one thing.