 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
A planner, this Slytherin was not. Which was why as the second year dorm had cleared, he'd still been frantically scurrying about under all the beds - collecting the massive amounts of blankets he had brought with him at the beginning of term and shoving them into his trunk as best as he could. It had taken a lot more finagling than he remembered from beginning of the year to get the thing latch, but after lots of jumping on it and sitting on it and an embarrassing amount of sweating later... The task was accomplished. And as he scurried into the hall, he gave himself a pat on the back when he realized it had all been accomplished before Winterbottom started his speech.
A quick scan of the table as he approached showed his favorite people clustered around each other, which left Drake with very little to consider on his seating as he made his way directly to his twin's side, right across from Aryan and Bryony who both got wide smiles and their signature finger wiggles. "I think if all the points could be attributed to anyone from our year, it's probably you and Gil, Ary!" He remarked, catching the tale end of the conversation before as he settled into a seat. Naturally he and Bryony and all of the other almost-third-years contributed, however if he was going to tally who he thought was the most dedicated to studying and learning in the lessons.... It was those two. Glancing over at the older student too, Giselle, Drake gave her a small smile in greeting as well.
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Let them point and laugh at who we are, it's you and me here dancing from the start |