Your breath trembled as you tryed to warm up in your seat. Your compartment was empty since not much kids at Hogwarts really wanned to share space with you.

Riddle. That's the reason. Your father was Voldemort which made most of people fear you.

But not Ginny. She just threw her bag on seat across from yours and jumped on the seat.

"Why is everyone so angry today?", she complained, not in better mood herself. But at least it wasn't so cold anymore.

"Like, I just wanned to sit somewhere, you don't have to make whole scene about it", she added, crossing her arms over her chest.