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Amadeus's thoughts were interrupted by a voice, one that sounded rather familiar, if only vaguely. Stopping in his tracks, he turned his head and finally his whole body as he realized that it was none other than Braeden Stonem, a Gryffindor that he had briefly met on the train. To be truthful, Stonem was an enigma to the intelligent seventh year. Amadeus inwardly scoffed at his overtly dorky ways but then again, no one male had ever had such beautiful hair to rival that of the men in the Kipling family, namely Deus himself.
"Good day," A corner of his lips rose in a half-smile as he greeted the student. He put his hands into the pockets of his trousers, but not before taking one hand to put a stray strand of blonde hair back into place. "Enjoying the beginning of the term so far?"
As Deus turned and greeted him, Braeden couldn't help but notice how this taller and older boy seemed to have so little difficulty making almost every move seem like something straight out of a high-end fashion photoshoot. Gee; he'd have to take some classes from him.
Braeden shrugged at Deus's question. "Yeah, it's alright. Nothing out of the ordinary happening yet," he said. "What about you?" he asked, raising a dark eyebrow slightly at his new acquaintance. "You're finishing up school this year, aren't you?"