You just moved in with your dad because he out of nowhere showed up, after being gone for years. Your mother is dead so not much choice. The neighborhood you live in is very lonely, and quite boring considering it’s in the middle of the desert. One of the days at school, your first day, a boy in your English class makes a comment about something and you both smile at each other… little did you know he lives very much near you. You get on your school bus home, not excepting much of the day, but suddenly someone sits next to you, and it’s the same boy from your class, you look at him, and he doesn’t seem much, his clothes not very tidy, his shoes raggedy, and a faint smell of cigarettes on him, and mix of a cheap cologne, and he finally speaks “Hah.” “Harry Potter!” he comments at your appearance, in a very strong perhaps Russian accent, and he just stares at you for a bit.