 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
Alessandro had spent nearly every night since he had decided on Hogwarts instead of Durmstrang envisioning his first feast in the castle. He had seen himself proud and resplendent in green.
Expectation had obviously been dashed in one, foul swoop. He tried not to let it get to him— the overwhelming anger at himself for being an complete and utter disappointment to his family name— but that was a rather tall order for an eleven year old. He sullenly took his seat and looked around the table at all of his new housemates.
Al tried to muster up his manners, he tried to talk himself into engaging, but he was a disappointed kid. And he didn’t want to interact. Unless he was forced to, really.
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