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Simon had finished packing. Well almost packing to be frank as he still needed to pack up his journal. He eyed the Gryffindor banners as he entered the halls and sighed. Those didn't help his mood but he'd see his friends. Frowning slightly, he made his way over to the Slytherin Table. He couldn't believe he was leaving Hogwarts ALREADY. To the boy, he just felt as if he had just arrived and made some friends. Seriously, why did they have to leave now? "Hey guys. Next term it'll look a lot better in here. Nice green banners all around here... How are you all?" he said with a small grin as he sat across the table from Sophie and next to Ethan. Ethan's head was resting against the table. Hmmm.. Was he okay? He glanced up at Sophie and whispered, "Is he okay?" Then he continued to look concerned for his Holmes.
His blue eyes gazed at the Gryffindor banners and his shoulders slumped. They had been so close. 87 points close. Simon glanced up and grinned when he saw a Puff at their table. Adi was here! He waved. "Hey Adi! How's it going?"
Oh yes, he heard you, Simon. But, not really understanding what he said. With his forehead still on the table, Ethan pointed at Simon.
"You're late, Watson!" Well, he isn't REALLY. He just wanted to say that line...for the sake of saying it in his arrogant tone, but by now Ethan expected that Simon would take it as his way of saying, 'hello, how do you do?'.
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Anna Banana Hearing a soft thud across the table from her, Sophie looked up to see Ethan face-planted on the house table. "Yeah...it's too bad, isn't it?" she asked, assuming he was bummed about the house points. "We were so close..." She reached over and gave him a quick pat on the shoulder. "You were awesome, though--a points making machine, you were."
That should boost his ego. Heh.
Placing his hand down, Ethan heard Sophie's voice. What? What's too bad? What happened? They were close? Close to what? Then...shoulder pats were given. What...in Merlin's name is going on? And what was Sophie yapping about? The blond boy raised his head, a pinkish spot can be seen on his forehead, his eyes squinting.
"Points making machine?" There goes the points again. The points are their homework scores, yes? So how in Merlin's nose did Sophie know about HIS points?
Can somebody enlighten him? Ethan turned his head towards Simon looking confused. Simon's a transfer too, so most probably he was as clueless as him, but given the size of his best mate's brain, there was hope that he can explain all this point madness.
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Hey Ju Agatha couldn't care less about them losing the House Cup. She didn't see the point in hosue points or anything, and NO, it wasn't because she wasn't even CLOSE to earning as many points as her housemates. Of course not.
Stupid house points. Stupid House Cup. Stupid snow.
Frowning and looking rather annoyed, especially because Lady had given her a hard time while packing, Agatha walked over to the Slytherin table, trying her best not to look at the stupid Gryffindor banners all around. Mumble grumble, mumble. FROWN.
Flopping down next to Simon, the girl didn't greet anyone. In FACT, it was only after having sat down that she realised she was pretty much right in front of Sophie Newell. Urgh, could her night get ANY worse???? Free glares to you, Newell.
Hmph.
Then there was Agatha. She's upset, AS ALWAYS. That girl is ALWAYS wearing a frown. Is that the latest trend with girls? Apart from FREAKING hair flips??!
GIRLS.
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hermionesclone His packing regime was the best and, as with his homework, he had left it to the last minute.
LOOOOOOOL.
Whatever. He'd worry about that LATER. Right now, he had a FEAST to attend. So, Grayson drove out all memory of his suitcase and the mess in the fourth year boy's dorm when he walked past the oak doors. He was here. HEY. And pre or less happy, too. Weird, wasn't it?
That didn't stop him from giving the red and gold banners a scowl as he made his way towards the Slytherin table. They had worked hard all year but it just wasn't enough. Sucks. Sucks majorly. The fight for the Cup, though? MAN, what a RACE. It was tense and things heated up considerably the last couple of days. Jeez, he'd never looked at a set of gemstones so much before. Somebody would think he was crazy.
ANYWAYS. 'Sup people, Whitty was here. His blue eyes scanned the table, taking in the fact that there were some seventh years there. Graduates. Hardly knowing any of them, he really didn't care much. Except for one Cassia Somerlad. His eyes sought her and when they landed on her, he smiled and gave her a nod. "'Sup, Cassia." Nothing mushy gushy from him.
Next, to sit by some of his favourite people. And Agatha too, unfortunately. Why she had to ruin the cool atmosphere, he didn't know. But the others? Sophie, Simon, Ethan and, sigh, yes you too, Agatha got 'sup nods and a: "Hey, guys! Ready to go home, then?" WERE they going home? Or were they going to be stuck in the castle over the holidays? Because dude kinda needed some sunshine and visits to the beach for reasons.
Oh hey, Agatha? Wiggly eyebrows for you. This worked out well because he had decided to sit on the diagonally opposite to her AND next to Sophie, who got an additional wink.
And who was the clown (Adi) sitting on the other side of Sophie, eh?
Then there was the ladies man. Hello, GrayGray. Ethan gave the fourth year a nod...and watched him sit beside Sophie. The blond boy grinned, as if he knows something. Maybe he should quit grinning, no? Because Sophie will take notice. Definitely.
Were they ready to go home?
YES. Because he wants to feel the heat of the summer sun, and do some serious skateboarding.
Ethan had his forehead on the table once more and groaned. "
Can we start with the eating portion now? I need to catch some Z's before..." Ethan trailed off as he lifted his head again.
"How are we supposed to get out of the castle by the way?" He knew the temperature outside was almost deadly, given that he had his cheek cut by the harsh wind during their last Astronomy lesson...