not throwing away my shot | Slytherpuff | roll for initiative | woof you ❤
No, Oliver was not late. He had not procrastinated making his way to the Prefect's compartment. And he definitely had not just hidden himself away in the luggage compartment and had a panic attack. Nope, that definitely hadn't happened.
There were a lot of things to stress him about, this being his seventh year and Oliver being particularly afraid of the future. But he wasn't going to think about that. Well, he was going to try his hardest not to think about it while, in reality, not being able to get those incredibly anxious thoughts out of his head. Instead he was going to make his way to the prefects compartment, put on a smile, and pretend everything was fine. And that was exactly what he was doing. "Hey everyone," he said when he entered. Most of them were exactly the people he was expecting to find there. There was Ace, Etta, Noelle... his person got a smile of course. And Kitty, who had a badge that he secretly thought should have gone to Noelle. Not that he would ever say anything. He was being biased, of course, because he thought Noelle was the most perfect person in the world. But he would still make an effort to be happy for the Ravenclaw girl. And the new head boy who, even though he wasn't year yet, was going to be Henry of course. Of course. "Congrats Vivian." He managed a real smile for his new co-prefect and wrapped his arm around her shoulders in a side hug. Yeah, working with her was going to be fun.
Oh, were they taking a picture?
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