 Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
Cass wasn't in a homework mood tonight. It was only the first week, and she didn't want to toss herself into all that pressure yet even if it was her seventh year. Anything she did and didn't do this year could make or break the last year of her formal education. However, the Gryffindor didn't care so much about the bad what-ifs of the situation as much as she wanted to enjoy herself whenever she could. She had been reluctant about joining a meet-and-greet where she expected the younger Gryffindors to be. She was seventeen, and she didn't run with the younger crowd.
But she was here at the common room nevertheless, in an attempt to make the most out of last term. Cass would rather that than to pressure herself with homework on the first weekend. "Hey, Professor," the redhead greeted her head of house. The butterbeer looked good.
...See? She was right, the kids were gonna take over! Cass looked at the first year (Vera)—so many questions and energy coming from the younger girl's direction and Cass was going to ignore the fact that she was just like that as a firstie too—and simply offered a quick smile.
__________________ It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________
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