Compartment 12 Closed

Barney's expression went from his signature smirk to another of his favourites, the disinterested pout. Looking to his brother with a rather vacant stare, his shrugged his shoulders as if to ask -what's her problem-. 

Barney stowed his wand back into his robes and opened his mouth to speak. "Fine, but I've been reading into Slytherin and -yes- they may have produced some of the darkest Witches and Wizards of our age, but did you know that Merlin himself was a Slytherin? Besides, Green is a much nicer colour than... Yellow." He shakes his head in feigned disgust. "Our Father was a Slytherin student and he's great, right Rhys?" he nods towards his brother, folding his arms across his chest. His eyes begin to wander the carriage, seemingly not too offended by the girl's distaste for Slytherin. As far as he saw it, if she wasn't cut out for Slytherin then they were better off without her anyways, poor her for not making the cut. He began to stare towards the doors, he'd heard that soon there would be a lady bringing sweets, his hand moved to graze his upper thigh and sure enough he felt the clanking of a small amount of coins, he felt a small smile form once more and his eyes moved back to the door, eager to be fed.