It was fair to say that Charlie Harrington was absolutely terrified. Not only was he in this new place, in a whole new world
even! He'd also managed to do the one thing he'd always hoped not to; disappoint his father. Now that he'd arrived at Hogwarts, he was trying not to think about his father's expression as he'd left the house to go to the station. There was nothing he could do to change it now, and he was probably best off just focusing on what was here now - that was daunting enough without panicking about what was going on at home.
After they'd been shown back to the common room, Charlie had gone straight up to the dormitory. He didn't have any friends to catch up with, like everyone else seemed to. The one person he'd met on the train had been sorted into a different house, and with everybody else deep in conversation he hadn't felt brave enough to start talking to anyone.
He'd been sat on his new bed for what felt like an hour now, looking out of the window out across at the grounds. The dormitory had reminded him of the one he'd stayed in at his old, muggle boarding school. He only hoped that Hogwarts wasn't at all like that school had been, where the elder students could bully them constantly and get away with it. All he needed was just to make a friend or two, and then things would be better. He was sure of that, although it was much easier said than done.
Just as he had this thought he heard the door creak open behind him, instantly Charlie stood up and turned round to face the door. Experience from his old school had taught him not to leave his back to anyone, especially if you didn't know who was there; anything could happen. Fortunately the person there appeared to be a first year too, and Charlie opened his mouth to try and say hello, but soon thought better of it and sat back down on his bed again. Mentally he cursed himself, how was he ever going to make a friend if he couldn't even say hello to anybody?![ Click for OOC Comment ]