Chapter Four
Justin posed at the front door, his mother clicking away on a camera just like Colin Creevley.
'Now just one more. One more and I'll let you go!' His mother promised. He didn't put much hope in this, as she had used up two roles of film that morning, all the while claiming there was 'only one more!'
Her happy snapping was momentarily interrupted by the arrival of the Boyd's. Now Barron and Justin had to endure yet another round of photos and calls of 'aren't they smart!' Barron looked right at home in his new navy and gray uniform, his long brown hair tied back, and his normally scruffy tanned skin gleaming. There was no doubt that Barron was handsome; even at Hogwarts he seemed to always have a following of love struck third years who hang off his every word, who begged for the chance to attend the Yule ball with him. Barron, however, only had eyes for one girl. Kimberly Mason, whom he had lived next door to all his life. Though much to Barron's chagrin never had eyes for him.
Justin had insisted on using his Hogwarts uniform. After swapping a robe for a blazer and the Hufflepuff crest for the Phoenix and Dragon that adorn the Wulfric Rose Crest, Justin felt at home in his new uniform. Having laid eyes on the crest, Justin was left with no doubt in his mind that this was the right school for them. Agatha finally put down her camera (but only after Justin warned her they were going to be late), and the boys packed their Hogwarts trunks into the back of Mr. Boyd's Ford Falcon. There had been much debate over wether or not to take the Hogwarts trunks- would it arouse any suspicions? - In the end, they decided that it wouldn't matter. Once everything was packed into the car, the boys stood at the back of the car, patiently being assaulted with hugs, kisses and sobs of 'be careful!' and 'Yes, I will feed Peter!'
Mr. Boyd, a rather plain looking accountant, drove the boys safely and rather boringly to their new school. This trip was rather un-eventful apart from the three wrong turns taken, and the badly sung songs sung.
Upon approaching the gates that surrounded the campus, the boys were not disappointed, as they were expecting. How can anywhere live up to the amazing Hogwarts grounds? Well, Wulfric Rose Grammar did a pretty good job of it. The main building was a Victorian Manor house that would put even Pemberley to shame. With amazing, far-spread gardens and a glassy river flowing through the grounds, the boys found themselves in awe.
After all of the necessary paperwork was signed and the tours given, Justin and Barron found themselves in their new dorm rooms. Gone were the four poster beds and chests. Instead were two king sized beds, with matching covers embroidered with the school crest.
'Classy' Barron quipped, dumping his trunk on a nearby bed.
'Yeah, it is rather… Glaring, I suppose. I will miss the four posters though, and the garden in the common room…' Justin trailed off.
'Wait a second! There is a third bed here! I thought we were sharing a room!' Justin Cried.
Barron whipped around, and for the first time noticed the third bed in the room.
'Aw man. We're going to have to share a room with some Muggle. I was going to have my old books out and some pictures from Hogwarts! How can I do any of that is there is a Muggle two meters away!' Barron kicked his trunk in his frustration, causing him to utter some rather foul words regarding the case's heritage and mother.
Just as Barron's latest profanity left his lips, there was a knock at the door.
'Who is it?' Justin asked.
'It's Alex Watson. Your new room mate? Can I come in?' the voice called from the other side of the door.
Barron and Alex looked at each other in alarm. They looked at each other for a few seconds, and managed to convey a message: 'Merlin's Pants' The boys scrambled to shove their trunks under the bed, Barron tucking his wand down his pants, and opened the door.
