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Atlas had done it.
He had managed to escape the feast AND Phoebe James' beautiful gaze to the safety and comfort of the Gryffindor common room. Only it hardly felt safe and comfortable. Coming off an entire first year at Hogwarts where there had been no Head of House and no real sense of security had left the blonde with a bit of a sour taste in his mouth. Like when you ate a boogie Bertie Bott followed up by an earthworm one.
...he would go for either of those right now. The single bread roll had not sufficed at dinner and his stomach was reminding him of this as it gurgled and somersaulted.
Quickly making his way towards the stairs to retreat to his dormroom and snuggle with Toby, the second year pulled out his hand and audibly gasped at the discoloration and puffiness. He really should have just gone to the staff dais to speak with Professor Recard - none the wiser that there had been a change in school healer at the moment. No doubt he would find out later as he would land himself in the hospital wing at some point this term.
Stupidly trying to flex his fingers, a little experiment to see if it was really as bad as it looked and felt, Atlas yelped like a kneazle being strangled.
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