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The train ride to Hogsmeade had been....something else. The events of the prefect's compartment really being the more subdued part of the whole ride - though the fifth year had mostly tuned out whatever in-denial bromance was going on between Ronan and Flynn because there had been an Abey in the compartment with a BADGE. Most everything else had faded into the background, though he was reminded as he entered the Great Hall that he really needed to talk to Zoryn to see what was going on with her. Which was why he had swung by the Gryffindor table on the way over to pass her a chocolate frog based note and helped contribute to the reasons behind his lateness.
Though the majority of his reasons were because, like usual, he had hung back to help with unloading trunks and cages from the luggage car along with helping first years get into their boats. It was always surreal doing that, his own first boat ride playing so vividly in his mind each night of the feast and even helped bring a smile to his face despite how anxious he was feeling about this coming year. Though Scamander's presence in his pocket helped loads.
"Evening everyo---WOAH!" And before the blonde could finish his greeting he was finding himself ducking and covering as an owl swooped in over the Hufflepuff table. Bit late in the evening for the post, wasn't it? Not to mention it being absurdly early in the term as well...
His bright blues followed the owl's flight as it came to a stop by Daisy, so naturally all his attention was on her as she opened and....oh.
Forgoing the rest of the greetings to the table, Derf hurried over to the fourth year's side and promptly slipped into the vacant spot beside her on the bench. "Daisy?" he asked gently, placing a hand on her shoulder.
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