 *nods to all in here* • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
Kirk headed toward the ending feast. He was full of mixed feelings, graduating and then seeing the aftermath of the battle didn't help much. It was difficult to find the words to describe how he was coping with everything. After seeing his cousin's among other's injuries there was some survivor's guilt within. Not that anyone died, but from him not being able to physically do much from the upper floors despite his intentions. The House standings didn't really matter to him at this point anymore after the battle, he was finished with Hogwarts. He had tried. Everyone else in his house tried as well. That was it. This... was really it.
Soon Kirk wouldn't be a seventh year any longer. N.E.W.T studies were finished and he'd be gone momentarily... but for now, he would sit with his housemates. Soon as he sat down, he had his face on the table, facing upward at the ceiling. It was calm, no visible stars though due to overcast. The signs were clear despite that, he just had to see his housemates & Quidditch mates again as they joined in one by one.
"Hey," He said to everyone first noticing Quinn, Dorian, Trinetta and... well the youngest Chloe was going through a rough spell. To Trinetta's question, "Glad the worst's over." Chloe however.. hmm, the things she was spilling out. The Captain rested a hand on her shoulder for support. "What's okay is that we're here and how strong we are to make it through that." She was free to take it however she'd like.
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