His light brown eyes were staring nowhere and he didn't care as long as his father was out of sight. In the train, it was filled with excited greetings and chatting, which was starting to make his irritated temper even worse. He could go out there at the platform and yell everybody to be quiet, but last thin he wanted was his father's attention. He took a sigh deeply with a frustration rising in his stomach. He just wanted to be in Hogwarts, where his father couldn't get to him or watch him.<br/><br/>He looked at the compartment door as he heard it being opened. It was a girl, not bad looking, cute in fact. He then looked away back through the window after a light nod to find her familiar. First it didn't occur to him but gradually putting back her thick glasses and messy hair in his head told him who. To be honest, he was surprised in a good way, for he didn't know how pretty she was under the pathetic accessories. He blinked once before having a glance at her. He hesitated to talk to her, however, because he didn't say anything at the first meeting, but by starting with clearing his throat, he faced a girl who was looking down trying not to make an eye contact with him. It was obvious she was trying to avoid him and she knew who he was.<br/><br/>"Hey, Cotton, no hug for me after all these years of friendship? That hurts me, my friend."<br/><br/>He stated with his arms opened to welcome a hug, knowing she would just take it as a joke. And she was right for ignoring him, it sure was a joke to just mess her around. She could be smart not taking serious what he does, but he wasn't finished. Smiling, he continued ironically.<br/><br/>"What happened to you? I almost didn't recognise you, Cotton. You finally found an actual human being to hang out with huh? Oh, wait a minute, got a boyfriend?"