I couldn't find an empty compartment when we got on the Hogwarts Express.
But in the very last compartment, I found a little boy by himself, looking out the window.
He had light brown hair and a gloomy look on his face. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, even though I was quite shy myself; I asked if I could sit down.
'Hey, you mind if I sit down, there no room in the other compartments.'
'Sure' he shrugged and continued staring through the window.
'Are you a first year?' I said trying to start a conversation.
'Yep' he didn't look away from the glass.
'What's your name?' I was getting a little irritated.
'Rory'
'That's a nice name,'
'Why are you talking to me?' he finally looked directly at me.
'Why not?' I asked with a puzzled look.
'Well I'm really shy and it's the reason why I've never had any friends and no one every comes up to me and talks to me unless they want something from me.'
'You seem really sad when I first saw you and I felt like you understand how I feel because I've just lost someone really special to me.'
'Who did you lose?' Rory innocently asked.
'My mom,' I answered looking at the floor.
'Sorry.'
'Its not your fault,'
'So,' I said changing the subject, 'which house do you think you'll be put in?'
'I'm not sure,'
'Well hopefully, you'll be in Gryffindor like me!' I smiled.
'Yeah, at least I'll have one friend,' Rory smiled back. He was so pure and innocent; I wish I were a kid.
'You'll make friends, don't worry, you're a really nice person.'
'Thanks,'
'So you like quidditch,'
'What's Quidditch?'
'Quidditch is a game played with 2 teams of 7 on brooms, there are 3 gold hoops at the ends of the pitch…' I told him all there was to Quidditch, rules, tricks, and some famous Quidditch games.
We talked all the way to Hogwarts until we arrived since I had to go in the horseless carriages and him in the boats. The Sorting Hat sorted him into Hufflepuff, I was sadden since I wouldn't have anyone to talk to in the common room but when I saw him greeted by the Hufflepuffs kindly, I knew he was in the right house.
But in the very last compartment, I found a little boy by himself, looking out the window.
He had light brown hair and a gloomy look on his face. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, even though I was quite shy myself; I asked if I could sit down.
'Hey, you mind if I sit down, there no room in the other compartments.'
'Sure' he shrugged and continued staring through the window.
'Are you a first year?' I said trying to start a conversation.
'Yep' he didn't look away from the glass.
'What's your name?' I was getting a little irritated.
'Rory'
'That's a nice name,'
'Why are you talking to me?' he finally looked directly at me.
'Why not?' I asked with a puzzled look.
'Well I'm really shy and it's the reason why I've never had any friends and no one every comes up to me and talks to me unless they want something from me.'
'You seem really sad when I first saw you and I felt like you understand how I feel because I've just lost someone really special to me.'
'Who did you lose?' Rory innocently asked.
'My mom,' I answered looking at the floor.
'Sorry.'
'Its not your fault,'
'So,' I said changing the subject, 'which house do you think you'll be put in?'
'I'm not sure,'
'Well hopefully, you'll be in Gryffindor like me!' I smiled.
'Yeah, at least I'll have one friend,' Rory smiled back. He was so pure and innocent; I wish I were a kid.
'You'll make friends, don't worry, you're a really nice person.'
'Thanks,'
'So you like quidditch,'
'What's Quidditch?'
'Quidditch is a game played with 2 teams of 7 on brooms, there are 3 gold hoops at the ends of the pitch…' I told him all there was to Quidditch, rules, tricks, and some famous Quidditch games.
We talked all the way to Hogwarts until we arrived since I had to go in the horseless carriages and him in the boats. The Sorting Hat sorted him into Hufflepuff, I was sadden since I wouldn't have anyone to talk to in the common room but when I saw him greeted by the Hufflepuffs kindly, I knew he was in the right house.
