By the time she was up again, the sun had set far below the horizon. The moon and stars, although hidden behind a thin layering of clouds, were a stark contrast to the darkness of the night. The compartment was lively with merry chatter. Fred and George were bantering while Neville watched on in amusement. Ashley sat up from where her head was pillowed on Fred’s lap and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She adjusted her glasses and yawned into her hand, patting Moko’s head when he slithered up her arm.