Chris Potter walked down the hallway of the train looking into the compartments and came across one of them with a familiar girl in it. He slid the door open and smiled, "Jen?" he was talking to one of his friends he had met a long time ago at Hogwarts.

He smiled brightly and walked in. His Prefect duties could wait a bit while he caught up with an old friend. He noticed another girl in the compartment that looked clos eto his age but he had never seen her before. She must have been knew. He smiled brightly regardless of his knowing her or not and introduced himself. "Chris Potter, 5th year Gryffindor."