Dec laughs. "Not like they'll understand Pokemon or Netflix. But good on him for tryin'." He grins. "Caught a Pikachu over the summer, finally." He'd been desperate to get one. It's in a special place in his heart.

"But if he's eating chocolate frogs, he should have shared a bit. Six is what we eat a piece and we're bigger than he is."

He pats the seat next to him. She needs to come back and hang out with him. This year is kind of an in-between year. They aren't First Years worried about fitting in and passing strange classes, but they're not Fifth Years worried about OWLs and then a short two years later, NEWTs.