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Another year in the wraps and Atlas wasn't sure how to feel about it. LAST term had felt dramatic and super emotional come feast time where his unrequited love had accepted his necklace gift and he had gotten one last cheek kiss but this term just felt like...another day. Only it wasn't another day and one glance up at the staff table was a reminder of that. If anything, tonight SHOULD be more emotional...and maybe this blonde Gryffindor was just on burn out. Hence why it felt like any other day.
The castle was still standing, somehow, and once again the bureaucracy that was the Hogwarts Board of Governors had been out to destroy student's lives one dumb self invested decision at a time. WHY was the Board even a THING still? Whatever, Atlas was mostly done feeling some sort of way about it all and doing his best to keep his attention on the night but not on his grumbling stomach that was ready for a heaping pile of mashed potatoes.
There were no BIG goodbyes left for him tonight, the one that mattered most to him already happening earlier on in the term and the reminders of that particular Slytherin still tucked comfortably in the pocket of his robes. The other, well, Auntie June was family. She was kind of obligated to stick around on that alone.
There was no glittery putrid neon slime explosion on his robes tonight. Those would be saved for another occasion. Also for another secret mission with Remy and accomplice Lisa. And...just maybe an alarm he had set on one of his remaining prototypes for Aries to wake up and not sleep through the feast.
Ahem.
Picking up his spoon, he began to lightly tap on his plate. The little dink dink dink sound was entertaining to him at least. Dink dink PING. Oh, his goblet added a nice tone to the beat.
Dink dink dink PING ... PING PING dink dink PING PING dinkdinkdinkdink PING.
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