All classes were done, and soon dinner would start. Hayden sat there at the Griffindor table, in the Great Hall. It was an hour exactly till dinner, and he got there early. He as tired. Worn out, and he didn't know why. A glass of water appeared in front of him and he took a drink, feeling the cold water go down his trought.
Hayden didn't know many people, here but he really didn't care. All he wanted to do was get out of school so he could go back to New York and see his friends, but he didn't know when that would be again. His parents went to Italy a month ago and he hadn't heard anything from them.
"Oh well."he said to himself.