“HALLO FELLOW SMITHEREENS!” Ethan plopped down on the bench and gave everyone a smile to his fellow housemates. “’Tis good to be here.” So, yeah! Introductions, no? “I’mEthanTylerScof….Mordaunt.” He made a mental note to remember that he is now a Mordaunt, and not a Scofield. “You can all call me Ethan. Or Tyler. Or Awesome.” BEAM.

OHWAITDIDTHATGIRLJUSTMENTIONEDFOOD?!

Apparently, he slept all the way from King’s Cross up until the Hogwart’s Express reached Hogsmeade Station missing out all the good fun inside the train, and most importantly the food trolley. The conductor was good enough to wake him up from his deep sleep and shove him out of the train. Good guy, that conductor was.

Anyhow, back to the offered lollies. Ethan was about to get the girl’s attention when he noticed that there were two older boys near him.

They looked cool.

So he should act like one, yes?

Yes.

That's when he noticed it. “What--…your…tie…” he stuttered as he pointed at them, confused. “Whyismytiedifferentfromeverybody??!” They were all wearing yellow trimmed ones, and he was wearing green. The other group is wearing red, and behind him were students wearing blue ones.

“This is not the Smithereens table.” He mumbled to himself and looked around wildly for the right one. But as he scoured his real housemates, his eyes landed again on the lollies.

Food. FOOD.

Apparently that was more important.

Please. Feed this lost boy.