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Connor walked from his dorm to the common room and plopped right down on one of the big comfy chairs, he was very very sick of this castle, snow and a few people within the castle itself. He wasn't sure he liked this school but he also knew he wasn't going to be allowed to transfer again. Stuck here but maybe next term would be better? The things that made this one suck would be gone, hopefully.
But so would one of the people he liked best here. Addi would be gone too. Hmmm. He really wanted to hear from home, his mother, even his dumb cousin would be nice to hear from at this point. But no bother, with a book full of the works of Poe he was content to sit by the fire and pretend he wasn't snowed in here in a castle but was instead back home in Louisiana, sitting on his porch and reading.
Sir Nicholas took great pleasure ruffling the Fat Lady's feathers by floating directly through her portrait to enter the Gryffindor common room. It was precisely for this reason that he wore a rather dapper grin upon his ghostly features as he floated about the room.
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Good day, Mister Jones," he greeted the strapping young man. "
Keeping warm by the fire I see."
Surely the fifth year would be more inclined to do something active rather than sit there and read? Sir Nicholas was counting on it.