"Did you ask for me to come here?"

I looked up to find two blazes of red hair filled with two handsome and muscular boys, surrounded by a group of girls, who looked enthralled by something they were holding.

"Fraid not, but purl ease join us if you feel the need," said one of the handsome redheads.

"Shit." I said, as I walked away, a bit less of a swagger in my step still. Finally I reached the front compartment, and was greeted heartily by what appeared to be the lunch lady. She grinned childishly and indicated that a bright-eyed redhead, who was too good-looking for my liking, was to show me around, as I was not young as most newcomers, but was a newcomer indeed.

The girl smiled warmly, and obviously wasn't shy. I smiled back, still wondering if you could see chocolate on my teeth. "Here," said the girl "I'll bring you to my compartment, you can meet some people."

"Yeah, ok…" I said, feeling happy to have a lovely escort around the train, allready feeling special beyond belief.

"Here," she pointed, her long fingers pointing towards the compartment just in front of us. "Walk on in, they won't bite."

Trying to build up my confidence and energy, I strode into the overcrowded compartment, and found myself looking at a seatless area. Looking around politely and most confusedly, I waited for someone to move, but they did not. I turned around to find Ginny standing behind me, ushering me further inside, and she took a seat upon a sturdy-looking, handsome boy's lap.

"Grab a lap, babe." She said, half-joking. Luckily, a couple of the attractive guys pushed aside, leaving just enough room for me to fit between them.

"This is Mandy."

"I thought they told you to get someone to show them around," said the nearest, dark boy.

"They did," said Ginny irritably.

"Wouldn't it be, then-" whispered one of the closer gentleman (I was rapidly discovering that Ginny preffered the company of the opposite sex) "Someone who couldn't make friends for themselves? I mean, usually, it's someone like Loony who gets a buddy to show them around."

"Don't say Loony," Ginny interjected, frustrated, and shot the boy a daring look. "She's a nice girl."

"Yeah, ok…"

"Aanyway, I'm Seamus." Said the closest, humble looking boy, smiling warmly. "Who are you?"

"Uh…Mandy…"

"Right," he blushed, sighing at his own mistake. "Anyway, where you from?"

"Canada… Can't you tell?"

"Tell how?"

"…My accent?"

"oh yeah, that was a giveaway…"

At that precise moment, one of the good-looking twin redheads I'd noted earlier that day entered the compartment, dashed a look of warning to the boy Ginny was sitting on, and began speaking to me almost as though in a play.

"Hello,"

"I'm Fred,"

"I'm George."

"We couldn't help but notice-"

"-When you so conveniently came to our compartment-"

"that you seemed lonely."

"We are intrigued,"

"And would like to cordially invite you-"

"-To our humble abode of a compartment."

"Shove off, you guys" said Ginny, but as she looked at me, she could tell I was very interested indeed. Sighing indignantly, she said

"Mandy, just be back soon, I promised the lunch lady person I'd show you around, apparently Dumbledore gave her instruction to get me to show you around…"

"Kay. Thanks, Ginny, seeyah around."