James sat quietly eating his lunch watching everyone around him talk. Kath was siting accross from him but he didn't start any conversations. blending was easier than being the son of Harry Potter
"Fine." he said shortly with a smile, "Yah getting lost int eh halls is eveyones problem and the moving stare cases now that one gets everyone." he smiled. everyon ebut him. his dad had educated him far too well on the inter workings of the school for james to have the slightes chance of ever getting lost