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Her train ride had been more eventual than others, namely because of a curious run in with an older boy who clearly had been haunted by a certain entity. She could have helped to alleviate his torment, but he had never asked her to. Perhaps some other time. For now, Mitsuki required additional salt in her pockets and perhaps an additional charm or two seeing as her stomach had begun to turn unsettled and just this morning she had felt quite disinclined to leave her bed. But she had, of course, and it had been a quiet pleasure to once again accompany Mercer and Milo in a compartment on the way to Hogwarts. At least for a good portion of time.
Pistachio not in her pocket this time, the third year instead doing as she was instructed to and leaving it in its small cage along with her trunk to be taken up to the common room, she arrived as silently as always and took a seat upon the bench while others around her struck up lively conversation. Not one to insert herself, her calm eyes simply washed over the scene of Lisa being exuberant as always while feeling a certain pang at seeing her engage with Evan. Sometimes her thoughts drifted to wondering what it would be like to attend Hogwarts with her older brothers, specifically Michael who had elected to proceed with his schooling in America since Eiji had long since graduated from this place. There was a certain longing there, she supposed, but it was a rift that had been satisfied by the friendships she had languorously formed thus far. Two of which, in preparation for their arrival, she sprinkled a bit of salt on the bench on either side of her so that all immediate options for Mercer and Milo were safe. There was a certain...ambiance in the air at Hogwarts this term, something infectious, one she could not quite put her finger on but that she was certain would require copious amounts of salt.
Her eyes drifted to Raj for a brief moment, admiring his chin and cheeks, before drifting to the newly sorted Ravenclaws and offering...not exactly a smile, but a gentle acknowledgement that was meant to be an gesture of greeting. Welcome to Ravenclaw, little eaglette.
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He knew he ought to wait until tomorrow morning at this point since he had not met his deadline of completing repairs on the train (he partly blamed his brother and partly blamed Freddie for the moderate inefficiency), but it felt like it was going to burn a hole in his pocket the longer he held on to it. Hence the reason for the sixth year's quick dipped over to the Ravenclaw table. His steps heavy with confusion and hurt, Atlas slipped his hand into his pocket and coiled his fingers are the little charm bracelet (now with is fastener repaired and enhanced with a bit of metal charming for additional stability. He had been tempted to take the liberty and add an additional charm to it, a sea otter, but Lisa's adamant words of 'he deserved better than her' rang entirely too loudly in his ears. Thus, well, that little charm he had crafted would just stay in his scrap box until future projects required its use.
Spotting Evan first, Atlas knew that Lisa would be right next to him and therefore that made his task easier to accomplish. Running his hand through his hair (and missing his backwards baseball cap but apparently SOMEONE thought his hair needed to breathe and a whole bunch of other rubbish) to fluff it just a bit, Atlas pulled his hand from his pocket and hoped his sweaty palms did not dissolve the tissue paper he had wrapped the bracelet up in - it still not quiiiiiite hitting him that they had effectively stolen this from the vendor just as it had not hit him that he and Freddie had not only modestly vandalized Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes...but also ripped it off (the very items tucked safely away in his trunk next to his shared Invisibility Cloak with Remy).
"Hey...Lisa?" he greeted while stumbling over his words a little and extending the little wrapped square of tissue paper to her. "Just stopping by to return this to you. It took longer than expected...but...I've fortified it now so...shouldn't break again any time soon...and certainly not so easily."
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