It wasn't long until a voice, a rather close voice, broke into his train of thought. The boy slowly turned and looked to find the blond Audrey from his year. Had he accidentally sat on her? No, she was just far enough away. But she never spoke to him unless it was something class-involved or a, "Nice game." Very interesting. In fact, he was intrigued by this.
Nonetheless, Charlie smiled at her and angled his body. If Audrey wanted to talk, he had no problem doing so, he loved talking. And she was cute-perhaps a wee bit awkward. She was better than a lot of the girls in his year and she was nice.
"Audrey, didn't see you there, did you enjoy Hogsmeade?" the boy asked brightly.