Simon was sad, his first year at Hogwarts was almost over, and he had enjoyed it, expecially winning the Quidditch Cup that was probably the hightlight of this year, he couldn't wait for next term, though he knew he would have too do better in classes next year.

Simon looked around for anyone that he knew but he couldn't find anyone, he hoped that someone he knew would come soon, because he could then talk too them.