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So. Here they were. Another term of Hogwarts and despite the total benevolence that had been the bread last term, Atlas still did not want to see so much as a dinner roll at the feast. How about they just had a big basket of...of...of baked potatoes? Yeah. Just a huge mountain of those. Both dinner rolls and potatoes tasted great with butter so it really was the perfect trade off. The third year supposed he would find out once the headmaster had given his speech and the term OFFICIALLY officially under way.
Knowing Aries would catch up with him soon, he had gone on ahead to secure them some seats and found his heart racing and palms sweating so much that he shoved them into his pockets so some of that moisture could absorbed. Nemesis Upstead...was at his table. Well, not HIS table but the Gryffindor table and the blonde's cheeks probably matched the crimson detailing of his own robes. Would...they be impressed by his robotics rewards? Probably not...especially seeing as Atlas was entirely too tongue tied to say anything. Add the presence of Kinsay James and there was no way he would be opening his mouth.
Whenever he did...it was always wrong and the reinforcements came torpedoing in to let him know about it. He wasn't sure he could stand the embarrassment again.
So, stupidly for someone who wanted to avoid embarrassment, Atlas sat himself across from Nemesis Upstead and kept his hands in his pockets were some bits and bobs from the build your own fireworks booth still were. Couple of random gears too. Cecelia and Valentina were also noted but...both seemed to be off in their own little worlds so he would leave Aries to be the one to disturb them. People always took better to Aries doing that than himself.
Hearing Kinsay's question had Atlas waiting on baited breath for the response and tried (read: failed) to not stare.
Also, was he petty that Auntie June was now the Head of Slytherin House? Yes, yes he was. Maybe he would boycott Herbology this term.
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