After about half an hour, the compartment door slid open and Fred and George came in.
"Anyone sitting there?" Fred asked, pointing at the seat opposite me. "The prefects have told everyone to go back to their seats." Added George. "Everywhere else is full." Fred finished.
I shook my head and the twins sat down.
I continued to read Hogwarts: A History, pausing occassionally to glance out of the window at the scenery.
"What's your name?" Fred asked.
"I'm Hermione Granger. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough..."
"Well Granger, it sounds like you are quite prepared. Bet you get into Ravenclaw..."
"I hope I'm in Gryffindor, it sounds by far the best; I hear Dumbledore himself was in it... but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad..."
Just then there was a knock on the door and a round-faced boy I had passed on platform nine and threequarters came in. He looked tearful.
"Sorry," he said, "but have you seen a toad at all." When we shook our heads, he wailed, "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"
"He'll turn up," said George.
"Yes," said the boy miserably. "Well, if you see him..." He left. He looked so sad, I decided to help him look. I politely asked the twins to watch my things while I was away for ten minutes.
They muttered "Sure" in unison and I proceeded to assist Neville's search of the train, speak to the driver about our arrival time and meet Harry and Ron for the first time.
I arrived back at the compartment as the prefects announced our arrival at Hogsmeade Station. Fred told me my possessions were all safe and accounted for. I thanked him and as he and George hurried out into the busy corridors he called back to me that he hoped I'd be in Gryffindor and flashed another grin at me.