This was written for The Point of View in a Week Challenge. Please review! Unfortunately I had to rush this so let me know if you spot any mistakes please.
Dean
Platform 9 and ¾ was buzzing with talk of the Quidditch World Cup that year and Seamus' rosette was still chanting the Ireland player's names and was really starting to annoy me.
"Can't you make that thing shut up?"
"Where would be the fun in that?" Seamus grinned.
I sighed, searching the platform for someone else I could make conversation with and get them to convince Seamus to get rid of the damn rosette. Spotting Harry and Ron across the station I grinned. If anyone could convince Seamus to get rid of the rosette it was them. Seamus spotted me looking and shook his head, grabbing me by the arm and pulling me onto the train.
"No chance mate," he told me, "the rosette stays."
