The third compartment on the right

Jason just sat there in silence. So the new girl was a Parstletounge. A Parstletounge with good fashion sense.

Jason was slightly annoyed however, this new girl was the second that day who had shouted at him. OK, so one had been in English and another in Parstletounge, but still. What was wrong with everyone?

"I think its cool," He decided was a safe comment. "Voldermort was Parstletounge." He grinned. "He was one of the best." Changing the subject he said, "So what you drawing?"

Jason grinned. This girl was interesting. "I guess." He said. "I prefer Draco. Sure he was a wimp, but he was still an interesting person." He could see that her anger was ebbing away slowly, the aura was decreasing and Jason was becoming more relaxed. Jason was positive she would be a Slytherin though!

Jason laughed. "True!" Smiling, he continued, "So what is your favorite all time prank? I really need to pull a good one on this SUPER annoying pair of Gryfindors."

Calum had been trying really hard not to shout at the girl who had just come in. She had a serious attitude problem, was having a go at Ribellen for no reason and talking about Calum like he wasn't there or at the very least like he wasn't worth talking to. He pulled out his headphones and turned of his ipod. "Hello. I'm Calum. Just wondering, do you have a grudge against everyone decent or did you not lisson when every single person with a functioning brain told you that you have an anger management problem?" Calum paused for dramatic affect as he watched what he had just said dawn on the girl. "Look. Ribellen never did anything to you and i'm as sure as hell this is the first time i've ever talked to you so you have no right, i repeat, no right, to talk to me, or about me, like that. As for you, Jason, you are an a*se and not to mention, stupid. I'm a black belt in kirate and could kill you. Not to mention the fact i have done boxing since i was three and know a very clever and powerful witch in the compartment on the other side off the isle who, i'm sure, would be more than happy to jinx you. Now, do you want to wind me up some more?"

((OOC: That was said at callum! :S))

"Well i dont know, it was a lot of talking and my throughts a bit dry. I'd rather just tell you to p**s off and stop stereotyping. I'm half-blood so of cource i love some muggles besides, i like people for who they are, not what blood they have. Now, will you just leave me alone or do you have a problem understanding english?" Calum smiled sarcasticly at the girl and held her angry gaze.

Mai glaced over at the compartment oppisit her and could feel the tension from where she was. She decided to go play peace maker. She left her comartment and slid open the door to the other compartment. "Hiya Calum, Ribellen." Mai said brightly and went to sit oppisit Calum. Where she was sitting was next to the boy from the platform. Oh brilliant, she thought sarcasticly. "Do you want a chocolate frog?" She slid the packet into Calums hand and squeased his wrist discreatly, asking what was wrong.

"Hi, and thanks for the chocolate frog." Calum said, popping it in his mouth and chewing slowly. He was thinking about how he could talk to Mai when an idea struck. Mai had asked for his phone number so they could talk, minus the owl, over the holidays. "Oh, didn't you ask for my number so we could keep in touch. I'll give it to you now, before i forget." Calum grabbed some parchment and a quill. He wrote, in messy writing;
Jason is really bad, well, i guess you know that, and the girl is worse than him. She has serious anger management problems. I keep losing my temper and saying things. I'm really tempted to get up and leave but... why should i? Why not them?
He handed the note over to Mai, careful not to let anyone see and sat back in his chair.

Rose was utterly repulsed by what the muggle-loving boy had said to her. He seemed to think she was steryotypical. Well, not all parsletounges are like that. Who said they have to be bad? And just becasue muggles are so stupid he has to go and have a go at her for that too? This wasn't fair. He was starting to react just like-

"You know," she started, compleatly ignoring the girl who had walked in - apparently friends with these weirdos, "I can't help being the way I was brought up to be. Just becasue I think muggles have heaps of stupidity, I care about what blood you have? You're a F****** wizard, who cares about anything else? In my family we may have certain beliefs yes, but so does everyone else!"

"You don't know anything about me, so don't you dare go round judging people or you must just end up in a terrible state once we get to Hogwarts."

"Stop with the threats! Look" Calum sighed "I never said anything about your family. I dont know you cause you wont even tell me your name. All i know so far is that you seem to hate me, Ribellen and Mai. The only reason i can think that is because what blood we have. If i was wrong, i'm sorry i jumped to conclusions but what else was i ment to think? Besides, what did muggles ever do to you? And, just so you know, lots of people care about 'anything else'. Jason cares about 'anything else'. If people dont have the right blood he wont even try to get to know them. I'm sorry. I really am. I jumped to conclusions and it turned out bad. Suprise, suprise." He muttered the last two words to himself. He felt bad about having a go at the girl but he didn't know what he was ment to do? Let him and Ribellen be picked on? He thought not.

Jason was beginning to become uncomfortable. Not only was Mai now sitting next to him, but the others were talking about him as though he wasn't even there. Trying to conceal his inner hurt, he said snapily,

"Look, will you just shut the F up. I never said I wouldn't get to know anyone with muggle blood but I also did not say I liked it. Its bad enough being shoved in this compartment with you lot of twerps but now I have to be spoken about as if I am not really here? Well carry on, because I'm out of here." With his last words, he jumped up, grabbed his things and stormed out of the compartment.

Jason was angry, upset, hurt and most of all annoyed at himself. Why couldn't he of held his tounge? He knew better than to speak to people that way, sometimes it just slipped out. He hoped that at least the new girl would not judge, she was a parstletoung after all, it was obvious she had a hard time fitting in.

Her words "I don't make friends." had severely hurt him. He knew he shouldn't of jumped to conclusions, but the girl was the closest thing he had had to someone like him so far.

A tear slipped down his cheek which he brushed away roughly. He would not cry. At this point he was now standing in the isle between different compartments full of students he had never met. Slowly, he sank to the ground. He should of known it would of been no different here.

At Jason's outburst, Rosalie felt her stomach feel extreemly uncomfortable. The back of her mind told her it was guilt saddening her. She shouldn't have done that, her anger ebbing away. Sighing, she rolled her eyes and stood up reaching for her trunk. This wouldn't be left unresloved and she kinda liked Jason. Besides... as if she would stay her now with these idiots.

Rose strode out of the compartment, dragging her trunk behind her, probibly hitting the same person again with it on the way. She was in too much of a hurry to tell. Jason was not too far away. Stuck out here with full compartments either side. She walked over to him.

"I'm sorry." she muttered, though she did mean what she said. Wow, she thought, perhaps I should ignor my father's orders more often...

Jason heard her aproach. A part of him wanted to sit there and cry. Why had he thought it would be different? He knew he couldnt though, Rosalie was the toughest person he had met so far and he doubted he would go very high on her rep. list now anyway, crying would put him bottom.

Then he heard her say something. It shocked him. It sounded like an apology, but he knew he must be hearing things, like she'd apologise. Deciding the silent treatment was best, he ignored her, most of him hoping she would go away, but a small part willing her to stay, to become his friend. He laughed internally. Yeah, like that would ever happen.

Calum sighed, suddenly exhausted. "Oh god. Im so stupid. Why do i have such a bad temper?" He asked himself. Sigh, Calum got up and slid open the comparment door. He saw the girl and Jason on the floor a little bit down the isle. "Look..." He said to them, oviously awquard "I would normally say that i didnt mean it, but we all know that isnt true. The truth is i have a really bad temper and snap easy. I'm sorry alright! I didnt mean to get off on the wrong foot, which, in my opinion, is the left one. Anyway... do you want to come back to the compartment? No more yelling at you, promise." He held out his hand to help the girl up if she was going to come back. He also nodded at Jason in a respectful way. He actually didnt seem so bad. I guess, like me, you just need to get past the mask, he thought.

Rosalie didnt take his hand so he let it drop to his side. "Jason? I guess your not coming but... you can if you want." Calum turned and walked back to the compartment. He was a bit miffed. He had surrendered his pride and made an offer to both of them only to be turned down and regarded with discused. Again.