"Out of the way, loser" a girl snapped as she pushed past Harry.
"I'm sorry." Harry responded, quietly.
"I could stab you, you know" she said before rushing away.
Harry was confused. But then a ghost spoke to him.
"Mr. Potter, I am the ghost with no head but still have a head just almost not. You can call me Ghosty. I've been tasked to watch over you and guide you around the castle. I too was once a victim of McDonaldall's reckless flying. I'm here because she threatened to reveal my secret. Let me guide you to your room." Ghosty said.
Harry was guided up several stair cases, and down some too. Eventually he reached a door with a fat lady on it.
"What's the password?" She asked rudely.
"I don't know." Harry replied.
"Guess you're going to freeze and starve then." She said before disappearing into the painting.
Harry did not know how to respond or what to do, but he could hear voices coming from beyond the door.
A young boy with red hair emerged. He looked more like Oliver from Oliver Twist. Harry would have felt sorry for the young man, except Harry wasn't even wearing shoes.
"You're not wearing shoes." The boy said, pointing at Harry.
Harry was embarrassed.
"My name is Frognal Wizzly" Frognal said.
"Hello Frognal, I am Harry" Harry replied.
"Let's be friends. Most other people don't like to be my friend because they are deterred by my occasional foul odour." He said to Harry.
Harry didn't know what friends really were, or how to make, keep, or disown them. He just nodded and that's how Harry made his first ever friend: Frognal Wizzly.