 For anyone! :D Rucole Club Club|| film lyfe || mac and cheese queen|| *exits with trunkshot*
Dec stretched and yawned as he walked into the Great Hall. A nap was absolutely needed. The heavenly beds were something he'll miss over the summer. His bed at home was like sleeping on a slab of rock. Ugh.
He recalled the sound of the welcoming feast, remembering the clatter of happy voices and summer stories. Now, he heard a good mix of semi-happy voices, summer plans, and few sniffles here and there. He can feel people caring in the air. Sigh.
Speaking of caring and stuff, the boy quickly skimmed over the Slytherin table to see if he spotted his favorite short person or half of his friends. The other half were at his house table, where he was now looking for a seat, but the seats near his friends were all taken. Shoot.
Instead of being rude and butting in between people (he was a different person now, okay?!), he sat at the nearest available spot, slightly posing, until one of them noticed his fabulous self. GRIN.
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