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Lockhartian 
For a moment there, Treyen thought that one of the first year girls were calling out for him.
But no. As soon as he turned to see who it was, he realized that it was Conan, and a very happy Conan, by the way, which is why Treyen was rather cautious around the boy now.
"Conan!" was he going to the Kitchens to eat, or was he happy because he ate at the Great Hall and finally tried out the amazing food the house-elves make for them?
"You...look rather happy," not that the fifth year was going to complain or anything, BUT...the skipping was completely odd.
"Everything okay?"
Funny how that question was asked when Conan was either happy or entirely miserable.
Conan stopped himself before he flung his arms around his Treyen. That would be inappropriate to do twice in one lifetime. They were bros.
"Hi Treyen," he beamed, waving at his best friend.
"I have come for sandwiches." "I danced...with a girl" he whispered. He giggled. He was so excited by it. He might ask her to do it again. And again and again. She smelled so good too.
"You ok?"