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Aaah. Was there anything quite like the smell of the Great Hall at the start of a new term? Probably. It was not a favorite smell of Atlas' but there was a certain quality to it that could not be ignored.
There was also a certain heaviness that came with his steps as he approached the table, one rooted in the perplexities that had been the on-going conversation between himself and his brother ... and how they had subconsciously turned it into a competition between the pair of them as to who fit in the least here. One thing helped keep his thoughts OFF everything else though and that was the promise of sitting his OWLs this term. If nothing else...he could always hyper focus there and push eeeeeeeeeeeeeverything else aside. It truly was a foolproof plan.
Eventually plunking himself beside one of the newly sorted Gryffindors (he had been too antsy to sit when he had first arrived and instead performed several circumnavigations around the length of the table), Atlas offered the little girl a grin just as one of his latest inventions came crawling from the underside of his elbow and on to the inside of his wrist with a metallic creee creee sound.
"Food comes after the headmaster's speech...and the speech comes after the Sorting completes. So it really depends on you lot how long it is until food arrives." Especially if any of them were hat stalls and prolonged everything. "Food is good. House elves do an awesome job. Just don't eat any ice cream you don't see prepared yourself." Dad's words stuck hard on that one. Curious as he was...he drew the line at finding out what a dementor's kiss was like. "Your bags and stuff will be in the dormitory once we're all dismissed at the conclusion of the feast." He enjoyed answering questions he knew the answers to. "Hey Maxine," he greeted the other little lioness before he slipped off both of his shoes and set them down on the bench beside him as a placeholder for his brother once he caught up after using the loo.
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