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Mercer Branxton Seventh Year, had such a nice ring to it, didn't it? Not that he was eager to put Hogwarts behind him and face the unfigure-out-able world that his siblings and cousins had all had to face already, but he liked the idea of finally being a big fish. A big fish with some big NEWTs ahead of him, but that was a worry for another day. Like a day 6 months or more from now, really.
Mercer settled on the bench near the middle of the table (the better to observe his housemates in action) and pulled Mitsuki gently into the seat beside him. Gotta keep her moving, because if there was anyone who was going to overprocess what it meant to be a seventh year, it was this particular dark-eyed Ravenclaw. "Nice night for a feast, amIright?"
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