Re: Gilderoy
Kingsley was weaving through the students, making a bit of a beeline for the train. He practically bumped into Gilderoy in his rush, and took a moment to apologize when he realized he was talking to a familiar face.
"Oi, Gil," he said, grinning a bit, "Long time, no see. What sort of things did you get up to this summer?"
He didn't know, really, but he was used to Gilderoy's stories of grandeur. As for whether or not he believed them, well that remained to be seen. But it was entertaining nonetheless.