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So does this make it official? Eron is finally a seventh year and although it sounds "fun", he does feel...................... old. It doesn't make sense because 17 is still so young but still, Eron still feels that way. Especially now that his sister will be joining him for team Ravenclaw. The seventh year got himself a seat and propped up both his elbows on the table, his gaze turned to his sister as he watched her getting sorted in Ravenclaw- obviously. It isn't that surprising or well Eron knew for a certain Irithel belonged to this house.
Annnnyyywaaaay... a meal right now seems like a good idea since he only had brownies at the train ride which he shared with his companion, Noah. Eron sat quietly and checked the Hufflepuff's table in case Carys had already arrived but she hasn't yet. His eyes wandering around and spotting their new Prefect mingling with the first year. The longer he waited for the food to arrive, the more he is reminded that he won't be seeing some of his friends for this term. Raul and Islay are off to better things and Eron promised he will write to them the moment he gets back at Hogwarts.
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