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sweetpinkpixie · 01-02-2022, 09:37 AM

Most of the nostalgia and yearning had run its course on the train ride here while in the company of Celyn. The Hogwarts Express was, after all, a rarity compared to meals in the Great Hall. The only thing that really made this different from any other night was that the headmaster shared words before the food appeared.

Speaking of food...Cooper Emilio Branxton was starving. Again. Always. Even with the three pumpkin pasties he had shared with Celyn on the train and then the additional treats from mum while sitting with Mercer and Kinsay. He hadn't made his way directly to the Ravenclaw table at the start of things, and thankfully his camera in hand had him distracted from other happenings in the Great Hall, and instead gotten as close as he could to the Sorting Stool and kind of lurked on the side while waiting for his little brother to go through his Sorting. It wouldn't take too long seeing as B was at the beginning of the alphabet and he would pop back up when it was Nerina's turn. He had a huge inkling that his little brother would end up in Ravenclaw too, but, one never REALLY knew for certain. In any case, Cooper had been right there to scoop Mercer up in a hug (after taking a perfectly appropriate amount of pictures during his Sorting) and was now making his way to the Ravenclaw table in stride (a muted stride since his longer legs made for longer strides that his brother's).

"Evening all," he greeted the table with a wide smile, chest puffed out and wondering if this is how dad had felt when Cooper had written home to tell him about how he had been Sorted into Ravenclaw too. "This is my little brother, Mercer. He's a new eagle to the nest and all around awesome. He can play a wicked game of exploding snap and can make you laugh harder than if you were struck by Rictusempra, so help me make this the best first year of his Hogwarts journey, please?"

Mercer's first year...and Cooper's last... he sort of wish he felt the tang and legacy that came with his grandmother once being the headmistress here. Maybe it was because he had not started as a first year, maybe it was something else, but he did not feel the weight of Hogwarts, per say. It was more the people and he did not associate any of them with these stone walls. So, in many ways, now was just another night for himself...but it was A NIGHT for Mercer.

Giving his little brother a nudge forward, Cooper pivoted back a bit and swung his camera by the shoulder strap around and held it back up to his eye. "Say Fizzing Whizzbees!" he chuckled, as a warning too, before taking a picture of the table at large. Or if someone did not want to be in the picture...then they could duck out of frame.

Wide grin on his face, Cooper situated himself at the table and was seated for approximately ten seconds before he was back on his feet again.

"Oh, and if anyone is too jazzed from the feast and not quite ready to head to bed in the dorms...I'll be doing a bit of storytelling by the fireplace." Probably with some hot chocolate too if he could muster up some.

Back to sitting again, Cooper made sure to catch Sammy's attention with another warm smile and a wave. He had promises to continue to keep, after all. "Hey Sammy, why don't you and your friends get together for a group photo? I'll send it to Cecelia." That wasn't BAD to mention her by name, right? It wasn't the same yearning and sibling mourning that Kinsay was going through, right?

Speaking of which, he did venture a quick glance that way (the Gryffindor table) to try and catch his little cousin with a smile. He felt better that they already had plans for an abraxan ride during this first week.

01-02-2022, 09:37 AM	#12 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	I feel weepy posting here weeps astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Most of the nostalgia and yearning had run its course on the train ride here while in the company of Celyn. The Hogwarts Express was, after all, a rarity compared to meals in the Great Hall. The only thing that really made this different from any other night was that the headmaster shared words before the food appeared. Speaking of food...Cooper Emilio Branxton was starving. Again. Always. Even with the three pumpkin pasties he had shared with Celyn on the train and then the additional treats from mum while sitting with Mercer and Kinsay. He hadn't made his way directly to the Ravenclaw table at the start of things, and thankfully his camera in hand had him distracted from other happenings in the Great Hall, and instead gotten as close as he could to the Sorting Stool and kind of lurked on the side while waiting for his little brother to go through his Sorting. It wouldn't take too long seeing as B was at the beginning of the alphabet and he would pop back up when it was Nerina's turn. He had a huge inkling that his little brother would end up in Ravenclaw too, but, one never REALLY knew for certain. In any case, Cooper had been right there to scoop Mercer up in a hug (after taking a perfectly appropriate amount of pictures during his Sorting) and was now making his way to the Ravenclaw table in stride (a muted stride since his longer legs made for longer strides that his brother's). "Evening all," he greeted the table with a wide smile, chest puffed out and wondering if this is how dad had felt when Cooper had written home to tell him about how he had been Sorted into Ravenclaw too. "This is my little brother, Mercer. He's a new eagle to the nest and all around awesome. He can play a wicked game of exploding snap and can make you laugh harder than if you were struck by Rictusempra, so help me make this the best first year of his Hogwarts journey, please?" Mercer's first year...and Cooper's last... he sort of wish he felt the tang and legacy that came with his grandmother once being the headmistress here. Maybe it was because he had not started as a first year, maybe it was something else, but he did not feel the weight of Hogwarts, per say. It was more the people and he did not associate any of them with these stone walls. So, in many ways, now was just another night for himself...but it was A NIGHT for Mercer. Giving his little brother a nudge forward, Cooper pivoted back a bit and swung his camera by the shoulder strap around and held it back up to his eye. "Say Fizzing Whizzbees!" he chuckled, as a warning too, before taking a picture of the table at large. Or if someone did not want to be in the picture...then they could duck out of frame. Wide grin on his face, Cooper situated himself at the table and was seated for approximately ten seconds before he was back on his feet again. "Oh, and if anyone is too jazzed from the feast and not quite ready to head to bed in the dorms...I'll be doing a bit of storytelling by the fireplace." Probably with some hot chocolate too if he could muster up some. Back to sitting again, Cooper made sure to catch Sammy's attention with another warm smile and a wave. He had promises to continue to keep, after all. "Hey Sammy, why don't you and your friends get together for a group photo? I'll send it to Cecelia." That wasn't BAD to mention her by name, right? It wasn't the same yearning and sibling mourning that Kinsay was going through, right? Speaking of which, he did venture a quick glance that way (the Gryffindor table) to try and catch his little cousin with a smile. He felt better that they already had plans for an abraxan ride during this first week. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like