[u][i][b]Compartment 3[/b][/i][/u]

[i][b](Wade stands in the doorway, confronting the first year students within. Rozie, Julius, Jake, Magnus, and Moirah.)[/b][/i]

[b]Wade[/b] set his sights squarely on Rozilla. “Bullying? Hardly! We were asking you all nicely to move. That’s all. Welcome to Hogwarts, chumps, your place here has to be [i]earned[/i].” Wade cracked his knuckles around his wand. He shook his head. “Can you believe the [i]entitlement complex[/i] of these kids today?” he asked this to no one imparticular. “Listen, if you get sorted into [i]Slytherin [/i]and somehow manage to make it onto the [i]quidditch [/i]team, [i]then [/i]you can hang out with us. Until then I’m doing you any favors or trying to explain the rules nicely. [b][i]Scram[/i][/b].” Wade puffed his chest and deepened his scowl. He loved to be intimidating. He handled the hazing of first years as if it were his civic duty.