Well, Well, Well. We Meet Again

Anirudh waved back at his father one last time. He had hoped that his mother would come, but alas, she was busy. The last few days had been a magical blur, and he had hoped that his mother would come to give him (as his father called her) "muggle" comfort. Just when he thought that he had had enough, he had to walk through a wall at King's Cross station. He looked down the aisle and found the train compartments on the right. He walked down the aisle and found each compartment filled with people. "Oh great," he thought, "People." He hadn't met many magical people, but the ones that he had met had been very hard to talk to. All except two. Most people (mostly adults) would shake his hand, look at him for a few seconds, and then move on to his father. All except two. Most people would speak of his father's great achievements as an auror. All except two. Anirudh looked to the left. Finally, there was a single empty compartment. He opened the door and then sat down. "Where are those idiots?" he thought to himself. Those two people happened to be Ethan Young and Zio Richardson, two Hogwarts students whom he had met in Diagon Alley. They had promised to meet on the Hogwarts Express. Anirudh peered out of the compartment and found Ethan Young striding down the aisle. In an instant, two grins were painted on the boy's face.
@Ethan L. Young