He was a third year already. Hmm. He was also a teenager now. He wasn't sure if being a teenager was a good thing or a bad thing yet. Well maybe a bad thing so far. He had, had his first kiss the day before his birthday this year and that was a horrible day and a horrible event in his life. He wished he could just do it over with someone else, someone that wasn't just messing with him.

Bradson Somerhalder found his way back into the back of the train. He wasn't planning on sitting back here but everywhere else was full. The Hufflepuff boy looked around to see if there was any place to sit.