Maddie, Mal
Malcolm gave a huge beam, "You take your job so seriously! I wonder if they'll make me prefect next year..." He tilted his head to the side, a sign he was slipping into a day dream. In it, he was much taller and blond and the badge gave him special powers and everyone loved him. "It would be neat if there was a spell on the badge that made you super strong or something..." he said lightly with a sanguine smile.
When she asked the question, he shook the cobwebs out of his head and blinked, "Huh?" When she asked if he wanted to choose a compartment, he looked at an empty one and looked a bit nervous. If he were alone, those Slytherins will bully him again. "I can help you look!" he offered with a cheerful grin, perhaps too cheerful.