Theodore wasn't feeling as excited, glad or as bouncy as he'd expected himself to feel at his last feast EVER. Instead it just didn't feel right, like this day was never going to or supposed to come at all. He turned up relatively early to get a good seat, and thankfully seats around his best friend were still available so Theo chose the one next to him. Of course. He gave West a little shoulder wiggle before sitting down. "This is it, mate!" He tried his BEST excited face.

Really, really tried.

Once he was settled into a seat, his eyes looked automatically for his other seventh year friends who were all off to do their own thing, no doubt. He smiled and waved at some of the girls, and then he watched a couple of younger kids with a longing sigh. Oh, how he wished to be young again. Oh, how this day sucked. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, phooey.