The compartment door suddenly opened for a second time, causing Nora to become distracted from her conversation with the older girl. She had to admit that she was pleasantly surprised the compartment was starting to fill up. She didn't know what she was expecting other wizarding children to be like, but they were turning out to be far more normal than she'd imagined. She also realized she was talking about
herself when having that thought, too.
She couldn't help her amused smile when the boy looked at her with a frozen expression.
"Hey," she echoed. Her gaze traveled to the girl and then to the boy. The boy was definitely her age. Maybe a year older. No more than that, though.
"I'm Nora." An odd sort of silence hung in the air, causing Nora to fidget a little. It was the same strange feeling that happened all the other times she'd been around people she didn't know. The conversation had stopped as soon as it had started, all thanks to none of them knowing any of the others.
She cleared her throat.
"So, umm...what year are you two?" she asked.
"I'm a...first year." She started to give more of a muggle-type answer, but realized that wouldn't quite fit in here.
Please tell me somebody else is going to start talking...