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Terry being bored was an understatement. The term had only just started and already the seventeen year old was sitting about in the common room wandering what exactly he should do. School to most wasn’t usually the most exciting thing anyway and despite there being some big thing happening every year that usually resulted in a calamity or two, so far apart from the cancellation of Quidditch, there was nothing going on.
So he entered his dorm, kicking his shoes off and jumping onto his bed. That was until he realised how particular Theo was about mess and one of his shoes was currently half way across the room. He eyed it, accessing whether he could be bothered to get up from his comfy spot and trundle across the room just to go receive it. No one else was in here after all. But his attention was drawn to the fact that his uniform was currently piled up on the floor, his half emptied suitcase was sticking out from underneath the bed and his school supplies were strewn all over his portion of the room.
Heh. No one minded that much right? It was all on his side of the room after all, except for that one shoe. Deciding that it could wait until later, the Slytherin folded his arms behind his head and laid back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Might as well procrastinate here for a couple of hours.
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