"Say around the time the train starts to stop," replied Daemon, now having eaten all the meat flavored beans remaining in the box. Werewolves hated to wear clothing at is was, but tight, restricitng, dressy clothing was one step too far.
Loan stepped out of the bathroom after quickly changing. His robe was hanging off of his left shoulder and his tie was randomly knotted. He walked back to his compartment still messing around with his tie when he sat down.
"Hogsmeade..." growled Daemon as he smelled the upcoming station. He had been there once, and the towns scent was now imprinted into his mind.
He grabbed his unioform out of his bag, almost dropping it off the rack. He rsuhed to the bathroom and quickly got dressed, growling in annoyance the entire time. He stepped out of the bathroom trying to figure out how to tie his tie. "Um excuse me..." he said noticing a girl stepping out of her compartment, bu quickly stopped in his tracks as he noticed it was the saem girl from earlier, "Nevermind." He continued to struggle with his tie, now leaning against the wall.