 Lazlo and Poppy
Hooper listened intently to the first year (Lazlo) whilst simultaneously keeping an eye on the table full of Professors. He figured he’d heard the same old speech several times told in different ways by different people so at this point, he felt under no obligation to actually listen to it. For now however, his attention was being held by the first year. “Is that right? Why do you say that?” he asked, curious as to why the boys mother would be surprised. Was he always full of surprises? It was possible his family came from generations of students that were from the same house, which would explain his reasoning. His hypothesis was at the very beginning of its development however and would need to be finely adjusted before he was happy with it.
“So I guess she was in a different house to Gryffindor? Slytherin if I had to guess. I’ve heard that it can seem a little…cold,” he’d never been in there himself but from what he’d heard from some of the Slytherin’s in his year group, it sometimes lacked warmth, something that he’d never found for the Gryffindor common room.
Not wanting the boy to focus too much on his home however, Hooper simply offered a friendly smile and did his best to try and convey how great being in Gryffindor was. He was quickly sidetracked however by the boys question. As he was about to answer however, their conversation was interrupted by a first year (Poppy). Not one to exclude somehowever, even if they were being slightly rude, Hooper angled himself so that he was facing them both somewhat and answered.
“I mean, it depends what kind of attention you’re looking for kid. Like, are we talking class clown attention or attention and detention?” After considering for a second, he answered anyway, although this time his answer was a little more of a whisper. Trouble indeed, would be the easiest way to get attention but there was more than one kind of attention and you didn’t always have to break the rules or annoy other students. He didn’t say this out loud of course because a) he wasn’t a loser, and 2) who was he to tell them what to do? It was far more amusing to watch them learn from their mistakes.
“I guess you could interrupt the big guys speech? Although I wouldn’t recommend it.” Hooper wasn’t exactly a prankster and didn’t often like to be the centre of attention. In fact, he spent most of his time trying to be the exact opposite, so who was he to really offer advice.
After the speech ended with again, nothing to note of being said, Hooper turned his attention to the food in front of them all now which had now materialised. “The food is amazing by the way. Don’t be afraid to try everything! You won’t regret it…unless you eat too much. I don’t recommend that. The prefects who’ll have to clean up your sick won’t either,” winking at them both now jokingly as he took a large bite out of a potato. Luckily, or unluckily depending on your view, he hadn’t been made prefect so he didn’t have to show them the ropes or clean up their sick. |