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Bubbles The fourteen year old broke from his stupor when he heard his name. He knew the voice as well, he did have a good memory. Looking up, he willed his lips to form a smile. It was small, but nonetheless a smile. "Hey, Aurora," he greeted, trying to put his best face on. He went to sit next to her. "Yeah, huh." He pulled at his tie and cursed at it in his mind. He was going to have to walk around with a constant reminded it seemed.
Trying to distract himself and not seem so sour he looked at his surroundings. It was messy. Wasn't this supposed to be like a prestigious school and stuff? "Is always this messy?" he asked the girl beside him, as he raised an eyebrow.
Aurora smiled back at him,
"Hey, what's up? You just got sorted into the best house in the world!" she nudged him.
"Come on, it's not all bad." Why was everyone all sad today?
She looked down at the table.
"No, this is... new. I think there might be something wrong with the house elves..." she said.
"I've already cleaned mine... It's weird... It's usually amazing and clean and stuff..." she said, producing her wand. She pointed it at Kennedy's plate.
"Scourgeo" she muttered, siphoning off the dirt.
"Much better. You should do your cutlery too..." she trailed off.