Perry sighed, then pressed into the wall with a certain uncanny look. His father walked in right after him. Perry's father sped up to his mother. Who was standing by the Hogwarts express. Perry hugged them for the last time, letting out a homesick sigh. He was already thinking of what Hogwarts could be like, perhaps it was an unfriendly, cold place. These anxieties filled his head, but his parent's warm touch calmed him. He separated from them, and boarded the Hogwarts Express.

Perry searched for an open compartment and sat alone. He wanted to meet some new people, but thought that would be pretty awkward and weird, he thought about all that could happen in Hogwarts, perhaps he could become a brilliant student. Perry's mind faded off the topic as he stared out the window of the Hogwarts Express. He then proceeded to look around the area. He was very new but didn't feel like a stranger, it was an odd, yet slightly calming feeling. Perhaps he should have brought a newspaper.

Perhaps meeting new people would be better than nothing. So he waited, deep in thought. He was a thinker, although not always. He enjoyed thinking, and reading. It was his bread and butter, but in combat he never used his skills. Perry silently waited in his Compartment.