Harry had such a lovely smile, and his eyes... she mentally shook her head and told herself not to forget that DEAN was her boyfriend. She resisted the urge to pull on her clothing or do some other nervous twitch that would give away how much she liked him and how nervous he made her feel sometimes.
"I'm fine, just thinking about things," she brushed her hair out of her face, the light catching the fire red and gold gleams there. She hadn't changed into her uniform yet, she had it in the bag she had brought with her on the train so she didn't have to dig through her trunk... of course she had left that back with Dean. Seeing Harry in his uniform she resisted the urge to straighten his tie. That was a very girl friend thing to do, not a friend thing to do... which was what they are, friends.
"Please," she nodded, patting the seat beside her before she realized she was suggesting he sit down next to her when the whole compartment was empty.