A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
Using the sleeve of his Hufflepuff robe to wipe away the tears that were pricking the corners of his eyes , Minjae waited until both Claudine and Mamie were done hugging him. Hugs were still foreign to him and he might have looked very awkward sandwich between them and not doing anything. But the fact that he had allowed them to hug him was a big step for him. When Mamie let go, he could see that his robes were damp and he hoped she hadn’t wiped her nose on them.
Normally he preferred eye contact when talking to someone unless that someone was Rosier, then it was intimating and terrifying but he didn’t say anything about it now because he understood how Mamie felt. ”I’ll miss you too” She was going to be the big sister of the House soon. And Minjae couldn't be more proud because he knew the new first years would be in great hands. ”Of course i will” he said as he folded his arms in front of him and nodded his head . ”I’ll write so many letters you’ll get sick of it. To both of you” he looked from Claudine to Mamie. "What are you two going to do during summer?"
When a little Ravenclaw appeared at their table, Minjae could hear her whisper his name over the ringing of his own ear. ”Yes?” he asked, as he put a finger in his ear as if to make the ringing stop but it wouldn't work. Would there be a spell for this? or a potion? he had to look it up one day. He tried to place her in his memory and an image of a balcony came to his mind. Oh! Wasn't she the girl he had taught a spell to? Quite possibly at his own risk if he had been found out. A muggleborn teaching a half-blood? Yeah that wouldn't have gone well... But he had no regrets about it except for that he had forgotten what her name was ”Whats up?”
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