Meanwhile at the compartment Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione shared everything was quiet. Hermione was reading Advanced Potion Making and wasn't focusing on anything else. Harry and Ron were busy talking about quidditch, and Ginny shared some thoughts about that too.
Hermione was too engaged at reading how the Draught of Living Death was made to notice that Ron was looking at her quite often. He couldn't believe that the girl in front of him was his. Well, maybe not his exactly. Hermione would have a fit if she heard him say that. She was all about rights and stuff of that sort. He was reminded of S.P.E.W. and smiled; she could be so imaginative sometimes. He wished she would let him kiss her or touch her though. She refused to snog in the burrow saying it was disrespectful to his mum and dad. Bloody hell, he thought.
Ginny was also busy staring at Harry. He looked gorgeous under his shock of hair. I wish he would ask me out she thought. It's not that Harry thought she was unattractive it's just that Ron might would very unhappy if they were to go out. He was his friend, which would be sure to be awkward.
There was suddenly a knock on the window of the compartment. Hermione looked up.
"Hello!" Hermione said pleasantly to the girl standing in the doorway.
"Hi I'm Geraldine. May I sit with you tonight?" A sickly sweet voice filled the compartment.
"Of course," answered Ginny. "I'm Ginny this is Hermione, Ron, and Harry."
"Oh! 'Arry Potter?" She asked with a slight French accent.
"Yes that's me." Harry said kind of annoyed. He hated the attention that he got because of being the "Chosen one".
"Oooh I've always wanted to meet you!" She said again.
"Thanks, I'm not much though.''
Ron was busy checking the new girl out. She was beautiful. Her long black wavy hair reached to the bottom of her bum. Her eyes were a chocolate honey color. She was magnificent. He wasn't even embarrassed of what he thought. Hermione was no match against this girl.
Ginny noticed that Ron was very absorbed with Geraldine, so she kicked him when no one was looking. She laughed at his pain.
"Ouch you git!" He exclaimed.
"What happened?" Hermione asked with unnecessary alarm.
"Stubbed my toe."He lied. Ginny laughed even more.
"So Geraldine," Asked Ron," are you from Beauxbatons?"
"Ooh yes! I am very excited to start my term at Hogwarts." She said excitedly in an even thick French accent.
"I'm sure you'll love it." Said Harry.
"Ooh yes I'm sure."
"We'll be arriving at the castle in a few minutes now," said Hermione, "We better start putting on our robes now."
Every one stood up and got their robes out of their trunks and changed.
"I can't wait for the feast! Hopefully the sorting won't take long or I might just die."
"Oh Ron, you're always hungry!" said Hermione in a mocking voice.
"No, but seriously I'm starving." added Harry from behind.
"Have you been sorted?" Ginny asked Geraldine.
"No I believe not. I will be sorted wit the first years."
"I hope you're in Gryffindor." said Ron.
"I hope so too."
Hermione thought, why did it have to matter to Ron if she was sorted in Gryffindor? Uh Hermione you're becoming into Lavender. She shook her head amused at her stupidity. Ron didn't really about the girl, did he?
