It was your first year and you were on the train. Walking around like you owned the place which you probably did. Your mom was rich and your dad was famous. What a great combination! Your parents had been split and you were an only child. You eyed every compartment looking for a decent place to stay. You saw a blonde haired boy. You opened the door and sat, closing it behind you. "What do you think you're doing?" He hissed.