 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
He had been on his way back to the dormitory when he had heard the announcement. Turning around, Sammy was surprised he’d found the dueling arena without much problem. He wondered as he looked around if Eleanor had found her way her and wondered if Cassidy was ok as well. He hadn’t made many friends this year and those two in particular stuck out in his mind. He also wondered briefly if Beezley was ok. He didn’t see any of the house elves and hope she was. He liked that elf.
He slipped into the arena hoping to stay inconspicuous and stay out of the way. His eyes scanned the room looking for people he knew, but he didn’t really find any. So he snagged a spot on the floor, tucking his feet under him criss-cross style and tried not to let the other’s panic in the room induce fear in himself. His eyes landed on the headmaster; his pacing sure wasn’t helping the growing anxiety in the room.
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