Originally Posted by Gryffindoll

Edric was surprised to find that, instead of running off and leaving him alone, the first year actually went ahead and introduced herself. The boy merely stared at her, brows furrowed in mild confusion as to why she was still there.

And then the little girl asked him about the book he was reading.
Edric looked down at his book for a brief second before looking back up at the first year. "It's The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald," he explained, noticing the girl's funny accent. She must've been American. There seemed to be quite a few of them in this new school, or at least it seemed that way so far.

"Shouldn't you be with your mummy or daddy, or something?" asked Edric as he laid back more casually against his trunk. What kind of parent would leave their friendly ten-year-old kid free to roam around and torture others with their immaturity and lack of life experience? Someone spare him.