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That got a laugh out of Ary. “I’ll see what I can do, just for you.” The other words made him turn sombre. “I know what you mean. Especially when they’re decorated for the holidays.” He was immediately reminded of his first year at this very Castle, when Dy had been gushing about the season and how wonderful everything always looked, especially in the Great Hall with the trees. Then again, his sister was a major Christmas fan. “I think he is.” Ary took a good look around for the littlest Grunt. He was easy to spot because of that head of hair; this evening Id had chosen to wear it fluffy. “Better brace yourself, Jan,’’ Ary warned, sniggering as he watched the energetic Gryffindor beeline in their direction.
The Slytherin shifted in the nick of time, otherwise Idris’ flying hand would have smacked him on the cheek. “Hi, Id.” Grinning, Ary repositioned himself properly next to Jan but he left the brothers to their chat, instead turning his attention to JT. At the exact moment his stomach made the unfortunate sounds of a dying whale. Ugh. No one had heard that, had they? “You bet I do. It has mostly to do with getting everything in order for university. Pretty boring stuff for a youngster like you.” He grinned. “So, what will you be up to?”
“Hi, Ary! You do know I wish you weren’t graduating too, right?” Iddy had become so used to Ary’s presence at Hogwarts, and it was not because the other Snake was usually in Jan’s company. At least Ary would still visit back home; Id’s mama would make sure of it. But… back to his brother!
“Yep, that’s me! Little Yellow Lion Hood!” He absolutely adored that nickname. He glanced over at the hufflepuff table where Paully was with Zen. “I prefer to sprint off like a cat in zoomie mode.” Jan was the one who flew, if you took the words quite literally. Id nodded, it was true they weren’t goodbye yet. ‘Goodbye’. What a silly word; it gave off the air of something final. As if one were never going to see someone ever again. Id had never liked it for that reason. And he certainly was not going to mention how Jan would be saying bye again towards the end of summer, so as to not make things sad. He’d just keep all the sadness inside him for now.
And before he knew it, the food was here! “I wish pets could join us at the Feast. Nessy would love some chicken.” |