"Who are you" his voice was sharp and surprisingly loud. Come on, I thought to myself, back out now whilst you still have a chance. But I didn't. He drew out his wand and began to advance upon me. "I meant no harm" my voice quiet and fearful, " I only wanted to say hello…" I muttered trailing off pathetically. I looked cautiously up at his face expecting anger or such emotions, but no such emotion was evident but on the contrary he now looked quite friendly and polite. "Sorry" he said his voice quieter and softer "you surprised me." Biting back an angry retort about people with no manners I sat down in the seat opposite and smiled at him hesitantly. Appearing slightly embarrassed by his outburst he offered me some of his sweets, I declined politely. We sat in silence for about 10 minuets whilst I remained composed and unmoving until eventually he burst out "what is your name?" I jumped at this and then laughed quietly to myself. "Well I said, if you wish to know my name, you shall have to tell me yours first." He shuddered and shook his head in refusal, choosing instead to stare out of the window as if he had already said and asked too much.
We spent the rest of the journey in blissful silence, although I do admit to a growing curiosity about the boy. Stepping gracefully from the train I glanced up to see the boy staring at me in curiosity and with some other emotion that I could not place. I moved forward still with the grace of before, and promptly fell over into a puddle, my cloak having got caught in the door of the train. The older students laughed, my fellow first years just looked more frightened, as if scared the same might happen to them. My bubble of self-importance popped and my self pride lessened. As I thought this over I saw the other fist years moving away after the giant form of what must be Hagrid, whom I had heard about from my parents. I jogged to catch them up. Small slashes of rain started to appear on the surface of the puddles and I felt the mood darken along with the colour of the sky.
