Rozalia looked on at the sneering fifth year, neither intimidated or impressed. Leo had warned her this might happen - there was always someone who took advantage of the new first years. Rather than moving, she settled further into her seat, folding one leg over the other and smiling up at Wade.
"No thanks. We've already sat down, you see. Maybe if you'd like to take a compartment elsewhere; that'd be great." She said calmly, and the three Slytherin students stared at her incredulously; hints of worry was showing on Zeva's face as she looked to Wade; no doubt scared he would do something to get them in trouble, as made obvious by the fact his sneer was replaced with a deep scowl. However, the eldest, Tim, looked vaguely impressed. Although retaining the don't care attitude, he couldn't help but smile at the spunk of the younger kids. Most of them that he encountered just scurried out of their way, not wanting any trouble before they'd even gotten sorted.
"Well well. You're a fiery lot this year, aren't you?" Wade said softly, still glaring at Roze.
"It appears so." She replied swiftly, still retaining her composure with an almost patronizing smile - in this situation, she was looking to be the more mature one. "It seems you'll have to find someone else to bully this year."