James could feel people's stares hit his back as he walked down the aisle. The reason why, it didn't matter- at lease he struggled to think so. He sighed in discomfort as he opened the door of the seventh compartment.
"What's up, guys."
"Whoa. James, what happened to you?"
James glared at his best friend, Jay. Plain Asian, he had quite bright tone of skin, which helped his bluish-black hair stand out. In his innocent brown eyes, James could see his friend's playfulness, not even a trace of spite. Sighing once again, he sat beside him.
"What are you talking about, my new robes?" he answered sarcastically.
"No wonder why people kept staring at you," said Kevin, who was also James's best friend. "What am I gonna do with you... you got even taller!"
Groan. James didn't know what to do with his dear fellows.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see some girls looking into the compartment- and that annoyed him. As he turned his back from them, Kevin stood up and opened the door.
"Is anything wrong, young ladies?"
With their face turned perfect red, the girls- obviously freshmen- ran away.
"What was that for?" Jay asked with a grin. "It's not their fault that James is so good-looking."
"Shut up." James groaned, ignoring his friends' laughter.
James was sure it was going to be another irritating year at Hogwarts. Another year, with professors' high expectations, with alumnae's ardent attention, with friends' uncomfortable cheer in Quidditch season, everything.
James looked outside the window. The weather was so nice, though it was so gloomy for James, as if it were going to rain.
Another year at Hogwarts. It would be a disaster for 'perfect' James, along with his 'perfect' friends.