Which came first, the phoenix or the flame? Brandon did notice the suppression of the nose scrunching. But after 11 years of his family, he knew better than to comment when people were trying their best to keep their opinions to themselves. "I'm very happy in Hufflepuff. Most of us do know how to read, you know." That was sort of a joke, but sort of not. Hufflepuff was supposedly the loyalty and patience house, not the not-brilliant-not-brave-not-ambitious house. According to his Ravenclaw older sister(who he had never associated with reading), Hufflepuffs were the best. And he was pretty sure it was because her boyfriend was a Hufflepuff, but still. Evy and Xander were Hufflepuffs, and they were his favorite. Brandon hadn't questioned his house, because his house was great and it felt like where he belonged... maybe he was reading way too much into her comment. He was just very quick to defend his house, which he was starting to get attached to.
He listened to Aurora talking about how she got here. It was a lot like how he got here, only without the intention of reading. Brandon didn't like being cooped up either, not with all the beautiful grounds that were there for him to enjoy. He liked reading, studying, and exploring out here. He'd like hair braiding out here too! "Can I?" Brandon loved doing hair. He wasn't the best at it yet, but he was getting better and one thing he WAS the best at was being gentle. "I do want to, even just for a bit. Like I said the other day, I'm practicing so that I can be really good." |