 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary bounded down the the Great Hall for the End of Term feast, a slightly smug grin on his face. The fact that Slytherin had won the House Cup yet again was obviously the reason for said smugness. But fear not! He was still reasonably humble enough to not go about bragging.
The soonish-to-be fourth year beelined for the Slytherin Table, where he plopped himself down at a random spot on one of the long benches. On the table, he placed about a dozen paperclips of different colours and promptly began to rearrange a yellow one. He was aiming to create a tiny badger for Emma.
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