"New students you say?" His drawl was so like his grandson’s it was almost eerie. "Well, sit back down then, it wouldn’t do for a prefect to be so rude to students new to Hogwarts." With a nod, Harry grinned once more at the blonde and sat himself next to Hermione, leaving the rest of the compartment to be filled by the throng of Slytherins. There were four of them in total, and curiously Tom was not one of them. The other two who entered after Malfoy looked just as interested in the transfer students. One was a stocky boy with short dark hair and eyes to match, and the other had long wavy black hair and silver eyes that nearly made Harry do a double take, for they were the exact same eyes as his godfather’s. He mentally cataloged the young man as a black, weather he was Arcturus or Pollux he could not say. Once the three were seated on the bench opposite them Malfoy spoke to them once again.