"Yeah, you probably can," Sherlock smiled. "Though the two are probably very different." He doubted John's brother was going to pretty much become the leader of the world. Well he was sure that that was Mycroft's goal. Who really knew. "Yeah, and it's fine you don't have to worry about me. If I don't make friends I'll be fine... Alone is better than being with people I don't like." He shrugged slightly. "As you wish. I'll wake you up then... And I'll been fine for a bit. I have a book somewhere." Smiling at John he rummaged through his bag, pulling out a rather thick book. It seemed to be one on forensic science, quite a curious book for a young wizard to have. After all it was a muggle book. But Sherlock was interested in detective work and often the muggle methods were as good as magic, better for dark witches and wizards always expected the magic and made precautions against it. At least that was what he thought. It was also why he had an interest in chemistry. It was intriguing and really quite fun. Not that he didn't enjoy certain magical theory also. He pulled his knees up to his chest, back against the window as he began to read.