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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Alexander River Hirsch
Gryffindor Third Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
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Ministry RPG Name:
Zhuó Xiá Li
Ministry RPG Name:
Grayson Douglas Whitlock
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............ Uh????
In all honesty, Lucas was slightly confused by Cole's response. He'd just asked a normal question, he was sure of it. So to get the response that he did only left him feeling more awkward than he normally did. "Uh, I was just wondering. Long time, no see, you know?" Let him get sucked up into a black hole. Please. "How, uh, was your summer, by the way?"
It was a little surprising to be getting congratulations about the badge but, well, it was the first day. Maybe he should get used to this because he had a feeling that this wasn't the last he was going to hear of it. The thumping of his heart only got louder as he looked down at the badge on his chest and then back up at Cole again. "Thanks!" Smile? Ye-
Oh, Carsyn was up. And talking about resting her eyes and....... rats? Uh?
Yeaaaaaaaah, he was going to focus on the next thing she said. About the first years and the boats and some third years. "So it was the chatty third years?" Which, if he was being honest, he'd be unhappy with too and would want to walk the journey from Hogsmeade Station, instead. Or spent the ride squirming. Whichever.
What didn't make him squirm was the arrival of Cecelia, despite the fact that she was talking about the badge. Or, well, talking about a lot of things, really. "Thanks, Cece," he said, smiling properly for the first time that evening, "Yeah? Do you think you'll get those badges too?" Not that he was trying to get her hopes up but........... well.
At her question, the fifth year glanced over at the Hufflepuff table before looking back at the second year. "I don't see why not?" He shrugged. "You can sit anywhere you like besides the staff table. Don't think they'll be too happy with that." Pause. "So your...... mum? Was a Hufflepuff?" Or both of her parents?
The smile instantly widened the minute Józef sat down next to him. Sure, the two had still hung out during the year at Beauxbatons, but something about seeing his best mate made Hogwarts feel even more familiar than it already did. And he was very comfortable with that. But he didn’t mention any of that because it was at that moment that his eyes found something else. Something on Jó’s robes, which made Lucas instinctively reach over and gently tug on the robe to get a better lo-
SNORT.
"Nice badge, Jó," And he was going to let go of the robe now. And pretend that his face wasn’t turning red or that his heart wasn’t thumping wildly. "I’d say it suits you."
So Naya really did leave and come back? It wasn’t awkward? Lucas could’ve let out a sigh of relief right then and there. "It’s great to have you back." Could he ask why she left? Was that allowed? Something told him probably not. That asking that would really make him wish he was lost in a void instead of being here. "Yeah, I’ve been good. Had a busy summer at the Ministry. Interning and all." Which, after he said it, didn’t sound like a very exciting topic. Merlin, help him. "How’ve you been?"
This time, at the mention of the badge, Lucas didn’t bother looking down at the badge pinned to his chest. Instead, he simply gave her a smile, even if it was a slightly awkward one. "Uh, yeah. Thanks!" What else was he meant to say? "A bit of a surprise, really."
The table was slowly getting busier and busier. The Sorting was taking place, so this was to be expected, but he also noticed the arrival of some other people, especially familiar faces. Bernadette got a smile and a wave from the fifth year, who couldn’t help but wonder why she looked upset. Surely, they were happy to be at Hogwarts, right? Another one went to Phoebebut he wasn’t about to disturb her deep conversation with Kodee about.......
............ oh Merlin.
His green eyes stuck on Kodee as the boy started talking about his plans. The more and more he talked, the more Lucas’ eyebrows furrowed in confusion because....... uh, what? The older boy wanted a spooky plan to...... initiate the first - and second - years into Hogwarts? Uh?? A lot of ideas were being suggested - acromantulas, charms, Peeves - which didn’t do anything for the fifth year’s confusion.
And he didn’t want him to listen?
Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no.
Why was this spiking his anxiety? Why?! Why was this making his heart race and his palms to become sweaty? Why did he suddenly not trust whatever lightbulb moment Kodee had just experienced? Why was he internally screaming, as if alarm bells were suddenly going off in his head?
Kodee Chosen, whAT ARE YOU PLANNING?!
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