Within the hour, Hermione was aboard her first train and heading out of Calais towards the Belgian border. The coach rumbled along and was only sparsely populated, mostly with other lone travellers, and Hermione felt quite secure as she watched the rugged countryside pass by. She whiled away the time by making her way through a bag of chocolate covered peanuts that she’d purchased, trying to decide which coloured shell she found the tastiest, and jumping every time someone moved along the aisle, including totally startling the ticket collector as she came along to stamp Hermione’s travel pass.