 I'm sorry for him, guys ;___; ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
There was that weirdo Professor (Gaston). Probably-no, definitely- the weirdest one here at Hogwarts. And Jeremy had heard of the famous Albus Dumbledore and his eccentrics. Jeremy smirked and tossed his head. Please. Proud is something he would always be no matter what.
The Deputy found this funny, huh? Jer usually would have scowled or made a rude comment but Paul, man. He was… PAUL. Fun and impulsive. “You Brits did a number on me to an extent. I just don’t want to leave here with your accent.’’ So he was into dudes? That’s cool, bro. “You two travel a lot?’’ Weird time to be having this sort of conversation but Jer didn’t care. “By the way, did you know Ilvermorny is going to win this?’’
Was that girl (Cassie) trying to out cheer him? Please! With another smirk, he cupped his hands around mouth. “YOU GO, VALERIE! KNOCK ‘EM DEAD, JESUS!’’ More cheers to come for his schoolmates soon.
There was Emma joining the crowd. “Come on, Emma! You need to cheer louder. Let’s drown out the Hogwartians!'' Jer grinned. “Hello, Sister.’’ He looked sternly at Sam. “Were you off snogging a guy or were you just wanting to be fashionably late? And you missed nothing good. Just the competitors being suspicious of that Tree.’’ He turned his eyes back at the screens, laughing at Jesus for his words and at that Teddy for tripping. Jesus was so fun! As a matter of fact, all the Ilvermorny competitors were. BUT VALERIE! Jer stared at her in her animagus form with an open mouth. “Did you know she could do that, Sam?’’
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