"Well it depends who you bump into I guess," he smiled. "I have a brother and a sister now. Nia is 12 like me. And my new brother is called Nathaniel. He is only little. And has a squidgy bit on his head. Mummy says I am not allowed to squidge it though. It makes his brain hurt or something. So I don't do it anymore." He laughed. It was really squidgy. Not like his hard head. "I grew this much," he said holding out his arms, rather overexaggerating things. "I know. We aren't the littlest people anymore. I am not going to play quidditch I don't think. I don't like it. I think I might try out though. See if it was just a bad experience."

Theo heard his name, and his ears pricked up. He searched for the voice, and saw someone waving at him. Oh it was Paris. The pretty girl. But not as pretty as his angel, Lyra. "Hello Paris. I am very good thank you. This is Hayden. She is a second year like me."