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Uncle Moose · 01-02-2018, 02:21 PM

So what was once a Hufflepuff on the Train clad in a full white Tuxedo was now in Hufflepuff garb. Minus that weird point hat. Did anyone even wear those anymore? Simon had figured those things went out of style 100 years ago. The Young Badger no longer looked young, but rather thinner and taller than he did one term ago. There was also a significant change to his face-look. No glasses. Simon finally went to contacts or maybe, Mr.Rockefeller got him some magical eye surgery or something.

~~it was contacts~~

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Originally Posted by pundantic

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.

He decided the best use of his time now was to watch the sorting ceremony. For every 3 cheers he had to give out for a newly sorted Badger he took a quick intake of breath from his inhaler. Then he watched as a familiar face walked onto the stool. It was the Toussaint he shared a compartment with. Then there was a BIG SMILE on his face as his Compartment buddy got sorted into his House. "Congrats, Al. Welcome to Hufflepuff." This eager expression on Simon's face would last about of the feast. He knew as soon as he would get into his Dorm with Derfael and Eno. The poor Hufflepuff would have to deal once again with that Clump of Molten Clothes on the Ground that Simon keeps forgetting the Name Derfael gave to it.

01-02-2018, 02:21 PM	#34 (permalink)
Uncle Moose Grindylow Join Date: Jan 2011 Location: Cross Guild Posts: 14,343 Hogwarts RPG Name: Von Culpepper Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Taliesin Dane Hufflepuff First Year x7 x8	Oh Hello Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right. So what was once a Hufflepuff on the Train clad in a full white Tuxedo was now in Hufflepuff garb. Minus that weird point hat. Did anyone even wear those anymore? Simon had figured those things went out of style 100 years ago. The Young Badger no longer looked young, but rather thinner and taller than he did one term ago. There was also a significant change to his face-look. No glasses. Simon finally went to contacts or maybe, Mr.Rockefeller got him some magical eye surgery or something. ~~it was contacts~~ Quote: Originally Posted by pundantic 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. He decided the best use of his time now was to watch the sorting ceremony. For every 3 cheers he had to give out for a newly sorted Badger he took a quick intake of breath from his inhaler. Then he watched as a familiar face walked onto the stool. It was the Toussaint he shared a compartment with. Then there was a BIG SMILE on his face as his Compartment buddy got sorted into his House. "Congrats, Al. Welcome to Hufflepuff." This eager expression on Simon's face would last about of the feast. He knew as soon as he would get into his Dorm with Derfael and Eno. The poor Hufflepuff would have to deal once again with that Clump of Molten Clothes on the Ground that Simon keeps forgetting the Name Derfael gave to it. __________________