Nigel was now official a Seventh Year. Crazy. It seems like just yesterday he had jumped on the Express excited to be going to Hogwarts for the first time. It was very weird to think about. He had delayed getting to this compartment as long as he possibly could. It would not even matter if he was still the first person here. He could not do any of the things he liked to do when he was bored and he found his mirror for his now shorter hair to seeing if there were any grey strands. Paranoid he was now. The mirror was underneath some starfish memorabilia. He then packed as many hair products as he could into his bags. That took a considerably amount of time. It also took some time to figure whether to wear his badge on the train or wait til later.

Meh.

So all that was left to do was walk slowly to the train, on it, and find this compartment. But when he walked in he was not the only person there. The Headmistress was there...................

........WHAT?

There goes his plan of starfishing or rolling around on the floor until someone showed up. All gone is an instant. "Hello, Headmistress."

Can he sit or flop. He did not know the procedure for the Headmistress being in here.