Class! (First year, Hufflepuff/Gryffindor)

Fry was sitting in here, looking around, just hoping- HOPING to make a friend. Well, he had friends! But none in this class, yet.


A small, frightened-looking boy entered the class with big, honey brown eyes. He looked a bit lost, that's true, but not too much. He sat across the class alone, and looked ahead. Oh, class'll be fun, this one, at least.

Fry of course took no attention to this tiny pathetic guy who looked half his age. Well, that was a bit of an exaggeration.