He walks into the Three Broomsticks, desperate to have a drink and to unload after a stressful week at school. He thought it would be easier, especially after his O.W.L.s, but boy was he wrong. Classes are at a much higher level of difficulty now, and he wasn't sure if it's just because he's at Hogwarts, or if it's really supposed to be like that. Well, it's not like he couldn't handle the workload per se, it's just that he's having some trouble at the moment, and he should be able to adjust accordingly. But for now, firewhisky. He gets himself a drink at the bar before surveying the area to look for anyone he knows, someone he could share a table with. He spots Charlotte on a booth, alone. He recognizes her from the Hotel where they had all the exchange students in and deduces that she is one, too, so, he walks up to her and slides into the seat across her, placing his firewhisky on the table. "Hey there." He greets, smiling.