Sorry, this is a very boring chapter, but it's kind of needed for the future. Also, sorry they're so short at the moment!

Fred's POV

George and I walked up and down the train, looking for Chiara and Sicily. Eventually, George said "FOUND THEM!" I looked into the compartment he was gesturing too. Sicily was sitting, looking out of the window while Chiara was reading. I grinned. Chiara always had a book with her.

We slid the compartment door open. "Oi, Chiara. Budge up," said George. She moved along, without looking up and stuck her middle finger up at him. "No need for that," he said, laughing. I slid in next to Sicily. For a moment, I examine her. She was incredibly pretty, but there was something sad in her eyes. She smiled at me. "George, right?" George looked up at me. "He wishes." She laughed and then replied, "It might take me a while to remember which one of you is which." She looked at us for a moment. "George, you have a bigger nose." She said finally. George looked offended. Then he smiled. "What you mean is that Fred's nose is too small." Again, she laughed. Now it was my turn to look offended. Chiara looked up from her book and said, "George, did you just fart? You SO just farted. Ew, gross." George looked triumphant. "Silent but deadly." He said. He winked at me, and pointed at Sis. She was holding her nose and trying to open the window. "You two aren't great with first impressions, I guess?" She said, grinning from ear to ear.

Later on, after several games of exploding snap, the sweet trolley came round. Chiara bought a pumpkin pasty and a chocolate frog for each of us. I groaned. "I think this is my 7th Dumbledore," I said. "I got him too," Smiled Sicily. "No, I feel left out," said George "I ended up with Nicholas Flammel. What a bore." He pretended to yawn."Does anyone want a smartie?" Said Sicily.

"A what?" asked George.

"They're a type of muggle sweet I'm sort of addicted too" She said.

We all put our hands out for one. They were small and colourful. I put it into my mouth. In the middle was chocolate. "I can see why you like them." We all said to her.

There was a silence so I said, "How come you came to England?"

"My dad got a new job here, with the ministry. He really wanted it and so we moved over here in August." She answered.

"My dad works at the ministry too." I said. She smiled.

"Maybe they'll meet each other, what department is your dad in?" She asked.

"He's the Head of the Miuse of Muggle Artefacts Office."

"Really? My dad's just gone into the Department or Mysteries."

The conversation carried on for a while until Chiara said "Ooh, it's Hogwarts!" And we all went into a mad panic to change into our robes before the train stopped.