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He probably should’ve ignored the hair tugging and pretended to stay snoozing because there was a lot going on. Too much going on. He enjoyed feasts for FOOD reasons, but all the other parts??? The waiting around?? The overcrowded table??? All the talking??? Ughhhhhh. It sucked.
Before he could assure Cam that everything was A-ok, the new Headmaster was doing the whole speech thing. He seemed like a pleasant enough dude, but then again, anything had to be better than metal-man Scrimgeour. And what was that? A new Charms professor? Max scanned the staff dais to see who’d be teaching his favourite subject and……
“Woaaaah, she looks bloomin’ ancient,” he observed, choosing to IGNORE the looks from Natalie, the snapping first year and the house-elf drama as he started piling his plate with goodies and poured himself a goblet of pumpkin juice. Avoiding Prefect-ing was thirsty work y’know. He downed half his goblet in one gulp and turned to finally greet his dorm mate back.
“Alright………. Liam….?”
Woah. Liam. LIAM.
Suddenly, he was blushing furiously. Cheeks, ears, neck. All pink.
He shuffled down the bench into the spot Cam had just left vacant and leaned closer to get a better look at the other boy.
“……….. I - I never realised how perfect your hair is. Can I...... Do you mind if I touch it?” He was going to touch it anyway, okay. He had to.
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