You had just said your farewells to your parents and were boarding the hogwarts express, when à a familier Scottish accent asked
"Do you need a hand with that?" He said Pointing at your suitcase.
"Yeah please!" You smiled at him a moved so he could lift it up into the train.
Once you had gotten your case safely stacked amongst a pile of others you thanked your savior and turned to leave.
"Hey wait, do you want to sit with me and my friends?" He asked.
"Oh no, sorry I don't think that's my sort of crowd." You lied. You hated being in a group of people you had never met.
"Oh... ok, well, I'll see you at hogwarts then. I'm Oliver, by the way, Oliver Wood." He extended his hand for you to shake it.
"Y/N, nice to meet you Oliver." You shook his hand and smiled, then walked away as quickly as you could so as to hide your blush.
