The Fault In Our Names

Part 3

I will call them by Riddle and Hiddle for now, because it would be confusing if I still called them both Tom.

The boys laughed a bit at the strange coincidence that they chose the same compartment. They started talking about their lives, and it became very obvious that, even though they had the same name, they were very different. Hiddle complained about his parents, and how they were never there for him, and Riddle told him that he never met his dad, because the man had left him and his mum when he was not even born yet. Hiddle talked about causing trouble in Diagon Alley, and then Riddle talked about meeting Zoe and her mum. Then finally, they both moved on to the topic of 'the ginger posh boy' they had both seen while shopping for school. The only thing they had in common, was that they knew that together they could make posh boy's life hell, and they intended to do so. They spent the better part of an hour planning jokes they could play on 'Perc' and making fun of him.

The sweets trolley came past, and Riddle, not being used to any Wizard sweets, didn't buy anything. Hiddle, on the other hand, was used to eating whatever he wanted, and he literally bought two of every single thing on the trolley, and gave one of each to Riddle. They sat for the next half hour, trying different 'every flavor beans', and laughing at each other when they got bad flavors. Hiddle was just about to bravely try a bogey looking one, when two girls stopped at their booth. They were standing there giggling, with their arms hooked together. They both looked the same age as the boys and were already in their school robes. The one on the left had blonde wavy hair with highlights and crystal blue eyes, and was quite tanned. She had her hair tied up in a high ponytail, looking quite cheerleader-ish. The other girl was slightly taller than her friend, and had long black glossy hair, and bright green eyes. Her hair was neatly plaited to the side, and had an emerald green ribbon tying it up. When Hiddle saw them, he hid the packet of every color beans behind his back, and sat up straight. Riddle just smirked. They both smiled, and the blonde one said, "You two should probably get changed into your robes, were almost at school." Riddle muttered "Thanks," waiting for them to go away. When they didn't, he got annoyed. "What are you standing around for?" He smirked, "waiting for us to ask you to prom or something?!" When he said that the girls giggled again, and then the black haired one spoke up. "We were wondering if you two would like to come and sit with us and our friends", she said, and then blushed. What? they want us to come and meet more giggling girls? No way, thought Riddle, and he was just about to say so, when Hiddle said something that annoyed him greatly.

"Of course we would, Thanks." He said, flashing the girls an award winning smile. The blonde girl blushed so much at that, she almost turned purple. Riddle glared at his friend, and Hiddle gave him a sneaky smile in return. Hiddle was up to something, and he knew it. The girls skipped off, and the boys followed far behind them, whispering to each other.

"What was that for?" Riddle whispered furiously. Hiddle shrugged.

"Just wanted to meet some new people thats all." Hiddle said, smiling innocently.

"Buuullll shiiiiiit" Riddle sang, earning himself unapproving glances from the people in the booths near him, and when the girls heard, they looked back, and then to each other, and started whispering and giggling. Hiddle didn't say any more and they dropped the subject.

"So, which one did you think was prettier?" Asked Hiddle.

"What? I didn't really notice what they looked like, they were there for like, ten seconds, and I couldn't concentrate because of their stupid giggling." Riddle replied.

"Buullll shiiiiit" Hiddle replied, mocking him from earlier. "You like the dark haired one soooo bad" He teased. "See, you're even staring at her now." He smirked at Riddle.