There hadn't been a single letter back from London all summer. Alice had written regularly just as she promised but he hadn't responded to a single owl she had sent. Not even when she owled him some of the herbs from her father's garden nor one of his favorite hamburgers cooked fresh by her dad. Not a peep from him
Alice wondered what was wrong and planned to ask him once they were settled on the train heading back to Hogwarts.
Unfortunately, that was not to be as she did find him in a compartment but he seemed to be in conversation with another second year female student. Realizing now, why he did not write her back, Alice simply found an empty compartment and settled in by herself, leaning her head on the window and just watching the countryside begin to roll on by.