The Fault In Our Names

Part 3

"What the hell was that all about?" Riddle asked, and Hiddle looked genuinely confused.

"What was what about?" Hiddle asked, and Riddle gave him a 'seriously?' look.

"You don't go about kissing people you've only just met!" Riddle said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"How should I know that?" Hiddle replied, "I've lived in america all my life, living amongst muggle celebrities, who's whole lives are broadcasted on muggle tv." He said, defending himself." Plus," He added sheepishly, "she didn't seem to mind". He smiled, and he knew that that was definitely not a valid reason. Riddle seemed to agree, and he smirked at him.

Before they knew it, they had reached the booth of hell.

When the entered, the kid looked at them both, blank faced. "What took you both so long?" He asked jokingly. Hiddle was about to say that Riddle had got his panties in a twist, but then if he did, Riddle would tell about him kissing, and he knew for sure that wouldn't go down well with chief fancy-pants.

"I realized earlier that I didn't introduce myself properly earlier, so I will now. I'm Jonathan. This is Kai, Rae, Max and Gabe, he said pointing at each of the boys in the room in turn. Any you are..." He finished, beckoning for them to introduce themselves.

"I'm Tom," said Hiddle with a bored look on his face. "He's called Tom too."

"What are we supposed to call you then?" Asked Jonathan the son of a bitch.

"You can call him Tommy." Said Hiddle straight away, before Riddle could answer. Riddle silently 'fuck you'-ed' Hiddle and muttered something along the lines of 'Yeah. fine.'

One of the boys, Kai, maybe, smirked when he said that, and one of the others laughed.

"You two can sit down for now, and by the end of the train ride we'll decide if we want to keep you, won't we?" Jonathan said, looking around to the other boys, who nodded in agreement. Apart from the three girls there was one more who was sitting there silently.

The two boys hadn't noticed her, partly because of her not saying anything, and partly because of her dark black clothing. "You know, thats fine, don't mention me." She said grumpily.

"Oh Im so very sorry. This is Elizabeth. She's the goth of the group." shit face said. That much was obvious. "There are two other girls in our group, but they're out looking for new friends." He said, with a sickly smile. As if on que, three more girls walked in. Two of them walked in hand in hand, and the last was Zoe. She glanced around the room and saw Riddle, giving him a confused look. He shrugged, and that told her that he had also been asked to come and sit with them. One of the girls in the front told Jonathan that this was Zoe, and that she was the only 'decent' girl on the entire train apparently.

"Well thats awful!" Jonathan said. "We just got two new friends that will also need girlfriends, and so you need to go and find one more person." He gave the girl a pitying look. "Even if it means searching in the Hufflepuff carriages, its worth the while," he said, looking pained.

The boys were confused. What was Hufflepuff? What was so wrong with it? Riddle was the one who asked.

"Will I sound stupid if I ask what Hufflepuff is?" Riddle asked.

"Oh, you don't know? are your parents both muggles by any chance?" Jonathan asked slowly.

"No, my dads a wizard, but he left me and my mum when I was really young." Riddle replied casually.

"And how about you?" He asked Hiddle. "Are you muggle born?"

"No, Im not. My parents are very important wizards, but I lived in America, so I didn't know anything about Hogwarts." Hiddle answered.