Dow we need profiles? :3
If yes, detailed or not?

Profiles. I'd say detailed ones.

Okay, ~
Gonna edit this:

Name: Ethan Knight
Age: 16
Looks:[X]
Bio: Ethan had been kicked out of his parental house a few years ago. He found home by his aunt who was willing to take him in and take care of him, even if he was gay. He was openly gay and didn't care what people thought about him or whispered behind his back, if they did that, they weren't worth of his attention. He would always stand up for his friends, no matter what and almost never backed down from a challenge.
Year: 6th
House: Gryffidor

More?

Name: Leander De La Croix
Age:16
Looks: Will draw later. Messy, short, platinum blond hair. Silvery blue eyes. Very pale complected.
Bio: Leander was born in Paris, to a French mother and a British father. So rather than stay with his mother in Paris, he opted to move with his father to London and attend Hogwarts. He was sorted into Slytherin. Leander is very charming and subtly manipulative. Girls adore him and yet he never has serious relationships. He fools around, but never once actually went steady with a girl.
Year: 6
House: Slytherin.

Ethan sighed softly, gazing out of the window of the, other than him, empty compartment. His friends were all, either sucking face with their lovers or just hanging with anyone else, which left him alone for the trip this time. He had gotten to the station alone too, so that wasn't the big problem, but not seeing anyone over the summer he'd at least expected someone to talk to him or sit with him.

He just let it be and started thinking about the summer. He'd actually tried to get back in touch with his family, what had ended in a disaster. Of course no one knew about it, he didn't want to bother anyone or ask for too much attention. He just wished they were there already.

There was a small roar coming from the corridor, which soon shattered the silence of the otherwise empty compartment. Soon, a blond haired boy tore into the compartment, shutting the door behind him. "Bloody hell, they're dogs in heat, they are..." He muttered then realized he wasn't alone. "Oi, come hold this door, yeah?" He kind of half asked, half commanded. Leander was wearing street clothes for the moment. A white button up shirt with a tee under it, and some well fitted jeans. His hair was spiked up as that was the only way the platinum mess would do as he willed it to. On his neck he wore a brown leather choker. "C'mon, hurry up! I can't hold this all day!" He said to Ethan.

Ethan jumped, blinking as a blond haired male stormed into the compartment and somewhat ordered him to hold the door. "Hello to you too?" He asked as he got up and held the door, not sure why though. "Don't mind me asking this, but why the heck do I have to hold the door?" He asked, raising a brow as he watched the male, he was rather cute at that. He had seen him around before.. He was sure, but not sure what his name was, he couldn't bother learning everyone's name, now could he?

Leander kept himself pressed against it. "I've got a few... admirers on my tail, it seems. Women... They just don't know when to quit. I've got girls sitting in three different compartments trying to drag me off in five different directions. If I don't keep them out, I'm a dead man." He explained as he expasperatedly ran a hand through his hair, then glanced at Ethan. "Now who might you be?" He asked.

Ethan rolled his eyes, great, one of those guys. He just muttered something before pulling down the blinds on doors and uttering a small locking charm, just in case. "That should help. My name's Ethan." He said as he sat back down. "And who might you be? Or should I call you the guy who can't hide?" Even in his head that sounded lame.. Oh well. He looked at the male expectantly, like he'd just asked a question that could save the world from all evil.

He rolled his eyes. "Smart-arse... I'm Leander De La Croix." He said as he moved from the door to the seats and stretched out over one of them. "Oi, why are you sitting here all alone?" He asked as he looked around. "Where are all your mates?" It seemed odd to him that there would only be one person in a compartment, as there were so many students. He sat up and fiddled with a watch on his wrist. "Hopefully the snack trolley'll come by soon."

"Nice to meet yah." Ethan muttered softly, ridding himself of the sweater he was wearing. Other than that he wore some skinny jeans and a snug t-shirt. "Hmm, well, I'm guessing somewhere dark, snogging with their girlfriends." He stated, seeming somewhat sad, if not a little disturbed by it. "Shouldn't take too long anymore, but are you sure you wanna poke your head out there with all those girls?" He asked with a small grin.

"I will hex the blood hellfire out of the first one to try and touch me." He said flatly as he absently fooled around with his watch. "And why aren't you out snogging a girlfriend?" He asked. He was unaware of Ethan's preferences. Why would he know about someone not in his house?

Finally some sense in the boy. He could help bit smile lightly at that question. "Well, that would be because I don't find girls attractive." Ethan stated simply, not expecting Leander to know or anything, just finding it funny. "Something wrong with your watch?" He asked as the male seemed to be messing with it for some time.

"Just bored, I guess." He said. "I'm less of a talker and more of a doer," Leander added as he stretched out and laid down, closing his eyes. "As for the girls, I can't blame you on that one. All they are is a way to kill some time for me." He explained absently. "Just a means to the end. And yes, I know I'm a horrible person." He said with a bit of a smirk.

"I see, is that the same with all those girls?" Ethan asked, raising a brow as he watched him. "So, you're one of those guys? Too bad, I really expected you to have some more class." He murmured, shaking his head lightly. Maybe he expected a bit too much from people? Well, they often did the same. He sighed softly, glancing out of the window.

"At least I'm honest." He said with a sigh. "So save your self-righteous bit. It's not like I'm coercing girls into anything. They proposition me. I just accept." He said flatly. "I'm usually the perfect gentleman unless they do what they've done today and chase me down like something they've hunted. The only thing I can't give them is romance. None of these girls appeal to me as anything I'd spend extended time with." Leander was rather cold, it seemed.

Ethan rolled his eyes lightly. "Well, that might be one of the causes they chase after you like that." He retorted with a small smile, shaking his head lightly. "Then why not look for that one person instead of doing that with all of those girls?" He asked, believing that there was someone for everyone. "I'm just curious." He added, not wanting the other male to think that he was trying to invade his private thoughts or whatever..