 Tanner, Kitridge and Reagan! PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Benzi wasn't late what on earth where you talking about, he was perfectly on time and everyone else were simply absurdly early.
Fixing his tie and tucking in his shirt, Benzi answered the knocker's question - either he was getting cleverer or it was going easy on them in the beginning of term - and walked into the common room, relieved to see no one was awkwardly waiting for him to show up. House heads were here, the Sophie Brown was here and the s'mores were here.
Perfect.
Oh there was that weird new kid. He'd confirmed his identity with Suri - who'd been VERY difficult to find and strangely reluctant to talk - he was indeed called Daxton Prince and a bit of oddball. According to his sister the two were practically BFFs but something told the Ravenclaw that perhaps she was seeing things. This kid didn't seem like the BFF kind. Oh well. Not really his business.
On his way to grab some food, he passed by the two adults. "Professor Tanner, Mr. Kitridge... those smell really good," he nodded to the cinnamon things they'd probably just pulled out of the oven. He was about to continue ahead when he spotted a face (Reagan) he vaguely recognised also by the teachers. Last year had been all about that but he'd thought he knew everyone by now... Or at least all the Ravenclaws.
Hmm. Hmmmmmmmmm. Stepping back a bit, Benzi frowned as he tried to remember why he knew this girl's face if she hadn't gone to Hogwarts last term.
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