Winter sat in the compartment almost a half hour early and waited for Tom to join her. This year they were going to be sitting alone in the compartment. Luisza now had a boyfriend, and hardly ever spent time with Winter but she didn't care too much; Winter had Riddles to think about.
About ten minutes later Tom came in already in his robes and sat down next to her.
"So how was your summer?" He asked.
"Alright, how was yours, after you left my house… three days ago."
"Uum… It was fine." So it was true. Tom had been at Winter's house all summer. He went there because he had no one to turn to. He didn't tell her, though, that he was hiding from his father, who hated anything to do with magic. His father, in fact hated Tom and because of that, Tom hated his father. "So what did you do yesterday?"
"Well, considering that I live in Ireland and all I was on my way here, yesterday."
"Oh yeah! Sorry." Tom didn't no what to say so he said nothing. He looked over at Winter. She had certainly matured over the summer. Her features stood out more and he felt a pang in his heart. Was this a crush?
Tom thought about it and he did something rash in his life for much. He leaned over and kissed her. Not on the cheek or the forehead, like he's done before, but on the lips.
"Err... Sorry Winter. You uh… look nice." He said.
Winter's heart went soaring and his voice brought her back down. "Oh…um… thanks."