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Ameh 
HE HAD GOTTEN MAAAAAAAAIL.
Jaemin zoomed into the common room as fast as his little legs would carry him, clutching the sturdy wooden box to his chest. He had gotten quite a bit of mail already, letters every few days from his parents, but this was different. This was a box. Which meant it had stuff in it. He hadn't wanted to open it in the Great Hall, so the boy had abandoned his leftover food and taken off the second he'd realised what was happening. He skidded to a halt in the middle of the common room, looked around, and made a beeline for an empty couch that seemed out of the way of everyone else milling about.
The small boy sat sideways, legs tucked under him, and set the box on the cushion in front of him. Why did Dad make these things so difficult to open?!
Breakfast had been delicious. Every meal was always delicious, in Olly's opinion. He'd sat at the Gryffindor table with Ellery, which had turned out to be good because they'd gotten a letter from their dads. There had been two letters from the same owl, one for each of them. So it had saved the owl work. Maybe.
After breakfast, Olly headed back to the common room. He still had his letter in his hand so he could put it away in his dorm. He'd probably meet up with Ellery later but he didn't have any other plans. When he entered the common room he saw that there weren't many people around. A few probably doing homework or whatever. On the couch he spotted a firstie he recognized from the first Astronomy lesson.
"Hello," Olly greeted him cheerfully. Then he saw that he was holding a box and he walked closer curiously.
"What's that?"