Willow jumped from the poke since it hit a rather ticklish part of her. She felt her face burn as she stammered out, "D-d-defense Against the Dark arts is actually...my favorite."

She saw the Hufflepuff prefect walk by their compartment at the corner of her eye. She didn't really know her name, but she's seen her around the school last year. She seemed so nice and regal, someone she could look up to. Willow's eyes drifted towards her feet, where they usually go when they didn't have anywhere else to look. There were only four people in the compartment, but to her she felt like she was being squished by thousands.

To calm herself down, Willow began reciting Quidditch tactics in her head. She's read about so much on the sport, and it fascinated her to watch the brooms flying all around. Since she couldn't participate, she might as well just watch.

[i]Sloth Grip Roll, Dopplebeater Defence, Bludger Backbeat....[/i]

Slowly, her breaths began to slow and she leaned against the seat, slightly comfortable once more. Just in time too, she was suddenly aware of Samantha speaking to her.

"Oh um...I'm happy to be going with you as well..." She mumbled quietly. Although her delivery was hesitant, her words rang true. Her going with at least one potential friend was better than her walking into the castle by herself, like she used to.