Yeah I know it's only been a day or so since I last posted but I'm bored so I thought I might as well!
Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasely boarded the train after just saying goodbye to Mr and Mrs Weasely, Remus Lupin, and Tonks who had escorted them from 12 Grimauld place to Kings Cross, unfortunately it had taken a while because it had taken Hermione ages to find Crookshanks who had found it amusing to move from room to room hiding from them until Ron had sat down in the kitchen and found him sleeping on one of the chairs.
Now they had almost missed the train and there was bound to be no spare compartments left. They headed right down to the end of the train searching for an empty one, but when they got right to the end they found the final compartment locked.
"That's strange," commented Hermione, "none of these compartments are usually lockable.... Alohamora." She said pointing her wand at the door.
She slid the door open to find a pale, gothic looking boy about their age occupying the compartment. The boy looked up from a muggle Heavy Metal magazine and removed the headphones he was blasting out very loud rock music from.
"What do you want?" he snarled at them, obviously not wanting to be disturbed.
'We wanted to sit here," said Ron, before Hermione had a chance to reply," everywhere else is full."
"I want to be left alone," replied the boy turning back to his magazine, "Go away."
"Excuse me?" said Ron," We are prefects we can make you go away."
"See if I care, just get lost" he retorted back
"Ron I think we should go..." said Hermione
"Fine, it'll be a lot better out there than in here with this weirdo" he replied getting up and going out to join Harry and Hermione.
'Get stuffed, Nark," sneered the pale boy slamming and locking the door behind them.
"What did he call me?" demanded Ron, his temper rising.
"Come on," said Harry, "Lets go and find Ginny."