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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Paige gave the rest of the corridor a cursory look over, a few people moving in and out of compartments as they did, but her eyes kept falling on the back wall of the car where the floor was bathed in the afternoon sunlight. "You opposed to sitting on the floor?" she asked, wiggling the chocolate bar in her hand subtly at him with a smile while nodding her head towards the back. "I've got this bar of chocolate to melt and a bag of potato crisps in my backpack prime for dipping. Don't entirely need a compartment for that."

As he heard the older Hufflepuff talking he couldn't help but keep searching for a place to sit. The third year looked at her. Brady scrunched his nose as he kept looking for a place to sit. His blue-green eyes ran across the corridor and back to Paige. "I don't mind at all." The Scottish boy could tell that she really didn't mind either. Why would she mention it if she didn't want to.

Brady noticed the chocolate bar, he couldn't help but notice it, she was waving it right in his face. "Wait." He just gave her a weird look. He had never heard of this before. What was this sort of wizardry? "Crisps and chocolate? Does it taste good? Have people always did something like this?" This was a very important question to ask. Bradson began to walk over to the spot at the back of the train. He took a seat. He didn't care if he was sitting on the floor, he would sit on the floor all the time and play with his little sister and his little cousins.