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Robes abandoned at the Slytherin table - wardrobe malfunctions were such a drag - Nem headed back to Gryffindor side of the room, reclaiming their spot on the bench and responding to Aries Flamsteed's remark as they did so. "Stressful job, high turnover rate. A wonder the Headsman himself hasn't had an unmitigated breakdown yet."
Then again, maybe he had. If his little sabbatical in the mirror had addled his senses, that would explain a lot of things, and if he wasn't so cagey and paranoid, they could have confirmed or ruled the theory out by now. Nem glanced up and down the table then, before it occurred to them that the person they were looking for wouldn't be here, as Tiny Trent had, of course, transferred to Beauxbatons.
"I will," they said, in response to Limpet's question, without a word as to what had just transpired, as though there had been no interruption at all. They looped an arm around her and gave her another quick side-hug. "Tonight especially. Been a long and lonely summer; could do with some friendly faces." Et cetera, et cetera. Flamsteed Singularity would be proud.
Well. Probably not.
"Competitions, Atlas?" As in, had he done any this summer. Nem noted the kid - Gaeltheos - now sitting beside Flamsteed, and half-smiled, lifting a hand by way of greeting.
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