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sweetpinkpixie · 01-04-2023, 12:06 AM

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Originally Posted by Charely Potter

As fast as summer went, it sure felt like an eternity since Freddie was back in the Great Halls. With his best friend and business partner in tow, Atlas, he could just smell the air of a new school term. SNIIIIFFF. "Boy, I'm glad we ate some snacks because I can't wait to dig in." He said before plomping in the seat.

By the time the sorting ceremony began, naturally Freddie was amongst those cheering loudly for every new Gryffindor entry, "Hello Nora! Welcome to Gryffindor!" But then he looked sheepish at his neighbor incase his volume was too much. The younger girls (Vera + Arden) were already making the firstie feel right at home. Before he turned to his neighbor to pull out a parchment with diagrams on it from his pocket.

In tow indeed.

Freddie obviously radiating, Atlas felt a familiar unpleasant feeling involving shadows and himself being hidden in them. Had he slipped on his Invisibility Cloak and just flat out forgotten that he had? Sure felt that way seeing as people seemed to literally be looking right through him or just not seeing him at all. Could he even fault anyone for that though? Vera, maybe, but not the new girl who looked almost like she could get lost in a wet paper bag. Being a first year was rough - his first term certainly was. Atlas was not exactly effervescent and considerably less so this term despite Freddie's spunk being moderately infectious. Slipping his baseball cap off and into the pocket of his robes for safe keeping (he did, on occasion, have table manners and knew not to keep it on backwards while at the table), the seventh year ran his long fingers through his blonde hair in attempt to fluff it a bit and rid it of that uncool hat hair aesthetic. It mostly worked - at least his hair was on his side today.

He DID, even though they might not deserve it, offer meek sort of smiles for greetings as he strut along Freddie's shadow until plopping down into a seat on the bench beside his dormmate. His other side...vacant... and a jarring reminder again of what this term was SUPPOSED to be and now was not. Hopefully Remy would be along soon. "Yeah, welcome to Gryffindor," he nodded coolly and ran his free hand along his still very square jawline.

His hand sliding forth from his pocket, and a little metallic companion clinging to his sleeve, his forget-me-~~maybe~~not-blues drifted to Yumeki with his face smushed against the plate. Why, yes, who wouldn't want a bit of sweat and grime with their mashed potatoes? To eat their own and whatever.

A gentle clink alerted him that Thimble had made her way out from his pocket, her current situation now being a gentle scurry around his silverware while her lightbulb illuminated itself on and off in a sort of Morse code. He was still in the middle of teaching her it and all that was delayed since he had needed to repair her lightbulb several times and fix her enchantments more than the others. "No, don't go wandering off. You're supposed to stay in my pocket," he shushed her while tapping the table with his fingers to indicate she needed to turn her adorable metal self around NOW. "What are all those?" he asked while subconsciously leaning over towards Freddie to take a better look at what he had so flamboyantly pulled out and clearly wanted Atlas to ask about.

You had him at diagrams, honestly. Consider attention captured.

Meanwhile, Thimble was most certainly NOT listening and on her way to go flash her blub in the sleepy Gryffindor's face. She was, after all, enchanted to be helpful little creature.

Overhearing Meredith, just across the table from himself, Atlas took a beat to soften his words so he did not let his wallowing self pity and petty get the best of him. "Yeah. Announced it during his end of term speech last term. New bloke looks...alright enough, I suppose. Couldn't possibly be worse than our first year's headmaster."

You know, Neo-Alliance leader strutting into the Great Hall and former Headmaster Trent's face melting off and all that.

Atlas wasn't superstitious but...he would knock on the table a few times. Just in case.

01-04-2023, 12:06 AM	#15 (permalink)
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"Boy, I'm glad we ate some snacks because I can't wait to dig in." He said before plomping in the seat. By the time the sorting ceremony began, naturally Freddie was amongst those cheering loudly for every new Gryffindor entry, "Hello Nora! Welcome to Gryffindor!" But then he looked sheepish at his neighbor incase his volume was too much. The younger girls (Vera + Arden) were already making the firstie feel right at home. Before he turned to his neighbor to pull out a parchment with diagrams on it from his pocket. In tow indeed. Freddie obviously radiating, Atlas felt a familiar unpleasant feeling involving shadows and himself being hidden in them. Had he slipped on his Invisibility Cloak and just flat out forgotten that he had? Sure felt that way seeing as people seemed to literally be looking right through him or just not seeing him at all. Could he even fault anyone for that though? Vera, maybe, but not the new girl who looked almost like she could get lost in a wet paper bag. Being a first year was rough - his first term certainly was. Atlas was not exactly effervescent and considerably less so this term despite Freddie's spunk being moderately infectious. Slipping his baseball cap off and into the pocket of his robes for safe keeping (he did, on occasion, have table manners and knew not to keep it on backwards while at the table), the seventh year ran his long fingers through his blonde hair in attempt to fluff it a bit and rid it of that uncool hat hair aesthetic. It mostly worked - at least his hair was on his side today. He DID, even though they might not deserve it, offer meek sort of smiles for greetings as he strut along Freddie's shadow until plopping down into a seat on the bench beside his dormmate. His other side...vacant... and a jarring reminder again of what this term was SUPPOSED to be and now was not. Hopefully Remy would be along soon. "Yeah, welcome to Gryffindor," he nodded coolly and ran his free hand along his still very square jawline. His hand sliding forth from his pocket, and a little metallic companion clinging to his sleeve, his forget-me-~~maybe~~not-blues drifted to Yumeki with his face smushed against the plate. Why, yes, who wouldn't want a bit of sweat and grime with their mashed potatoes? To eat their own and whatever. A gentle clink alerted him that Thimble had made her way out from his pocket, her current situation now being a gentle scurry around his silverware while her lightbulb illuminated itself on and off in a sort of Morse code. He was still in the middle of teaching her it and all that was delayed since he had needed to repair her lightbulb several times and fix her enchantments more than the others. "No, don't go wandering off. You're supposed to stay in my pocket," he shushed her while tapping the table with his fingers to indicate she needed to turn her adorable metal self around NOW. "*What are all those?" he asked while subconsciously leaning over towards Freddie to take a better look at what he had so flamboyantly pulled out and clearly wanted Atlas to ask about. You had him at diagrams, honestly. Consider attention captured. Meanwhile, Thimble was most certainly NOT listening and on her way to go flash her blub in the sleepy Gryffindor's face. She was, after all, enchanted to be helpful little creature. Overhearing Meredith, just across the table from himself, Atlas took a beat to soften his words so he did not let his wallowing self pity and petty get the best of him. "Yeah. Announced it during his end of term speech last term. New bloke looks...alright enough, I suppose. Couldn't possibly be worse than our first year's headmaster." You know, Neo-Alliance leader strutting into the Great Hall and former Headmaster Trent's face melting off and all that. Atlas wasn't superstitious but...he would knock on the table a few times. 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