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SPOILER!!: Emo Eiji Rasting Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie  So...this was it. Whatever 'it' was.
He had heard numerous times from his parents how emotional and difficult it had been leaving Hogwarts, how it had become a home and a family, and as a first year crossing those boats across the Black Lake he too had been optimistic that this would be what his seven years accumulated to as well. But it hadn't and he could not WAIT to get out of here. Not because of all the danger he had experience at Hogwarts, from inferi to this term's time slip, but simply because he had out grown this place. He was ready for this chapter to finish so he could start on the next and finally be away from the monotony that was Hogwarts academia. No one's fault, as his ego would finally acknowledge, and simply a matter of the required courses here not aligning with his own ambitions.
And now, well, now he was finally free to indulge in his interests. He honestly could not wait to head off to university in Kyoto and study Asian Alchemy under some of the most prestigious alchemists from the region.
Despite his certainty there were some...reservations. Hogwarts may not have impacted him the same way his parents romanticized their experience, but there were people who had. One brunette in particular who he took a moment to look for over at the Ravenclaw table once he had settled in to the Slytherin one. He really just wanted to skip this formality and find somewhere to be with her, but he also ... remarkably ... found that he felt like he owed it to himself to not do that.
Probably Nina's fault.
His last time sitting here under the enchanted ceiling. As a student, at least. He nearly cracked a nostalgic sort of smile as he looked up at it and caught the glimpse of a shooting star streak across it. Nearly. It was there if you knew what you were looking for. Nina felt heavy. To think that four and a half years ago, Hogwarts was the last place she wanted to be. Now, the thought of leaving it behind was one that filled her with absolute dread. It wasn't really the castle she would miss or the people (she knew the ones she loved would still be part of her life), it was the comfort. Hogwarts was comfortable.
She paused just in front of the entrance way before making her way into the Great Hall. It was funny how this term involved traveling through time when time felt like the one thing they didn't have enough of. And though she did not particularly enjoy the feasts, she did appreciate the time spent with Eiji at their isolated end of the table (with the little bit of common sense their schoolmates had, at least they knew to leave the two of them to themselves). When she saw him from afar, a smile easily made its way onto her face. He came.
He would thank her for it some day.
She didn't bother greeting any of the other Slytherin's present at the table (hopefully by this point they knew it wasn't anything personal... she just didn't like any of them). Nina looked around sadly as she slipped onto the bench next to her friend. "Can you believe it?" Nina could, but she didn't want to. There was also... something else she didn't want to believe, though it had been easy not to up until this point. He hadn't told her and she hadn't asked. Pretending was easy when two people had a shared understanding of avoiding the topic. There wasn't a point in avoiding any longer though, she knew that. So after some hesitation, she looked up at him. People had a lot of opinions of Eiji Rasting, but none of those mattered. He was one of the best people Hogwarts had given her and it hurt her knowing that their time together would be limited from this point forward. But the deep sadness she felt in this regard was opposed by both pride and understanding. "How long does it take a letter to reach Japan?"
She wasn't looking for an answer to the question so much as she was waiting for confirmation of an assumption.
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Last edited by ArianaBlack; 08-04-2020 at 08:19 AM.
Reason: ugh i cannot read this without cringing about how poorly it was structured dont look at me
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