Finnegan seemed all right, as far as Nikolas could tell. He wasn't so sure about Capper. By now he'd formed preliminary ideas of who in this group he thought would be easiest to get on with - he already knew that Macmillan, while pompous, was a decent bloke, and it went without saying that he liked Millicent. Wadcock seemed determined but was always too quiet for him to really make much of, and Cornfoot was all right. It was just difficult to get to know anyone when most of the time you spent with them ended with the lot exhausted and in a great deal of pain.
The more intimate grouping tonight might help to remedy that, he supposed. That, and he expected Gryffindors would be the most difficult for him to get friendly with, house rivalries being what they were. Good thing he'd have Lucy along.
"That's smart of him. We'll definitely need it," Nikolas said. He was all too aware of how true it was. "I dunno. There's a lot of reasons someone might need it. He could always say he's been...I dunno, trying some kind of new fitness regimen or something."
Glancing at Lucy, Nikolas felt a bit jealous of the progress she'd been making. He knew it was perfectly sensible that she'd be farther along, but he wished he had more results to show by now. "This was a good idea you had, to meet."