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Jason Potter Weasley 
This has never happened here at HogWarts during his five terms here. Older students do not have to be looked up to but they should be repected just like I repected the older students. Jason does not understand why someone would be mean to him just because he hurt himself. Rude boy- no wonder his own house does not like him or talk to him. "Well Kingston, the hospital is not open plus when someone hurts their back or any part of the body real bad, they scream since it is natural for a human to do it." Jason told Kingston. He does not like Kingston.
He still had his brow raised in a skeptical way as Mr. Weasley was 'acting' out in pain. Well this was boring, he had thought rolling his eyes. "Of course, of course, silly me," he murmured, waving his hand at Mr. Weasley. Why did he even speak to this boy?
Honestly.
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Padie And at last Melina was at Hogwarts. Good Merlin, she as at Hogwarts! Looking around the hall, the tiny second year's eyes were positively too bright, which was probably due to the fact that her eyes were covered with tears of the purest of joy. But then again, how could they not be? That castle was even better than she had pictured. Besides, it was as if someone had put her inside a fairytale. How could she not be happy?
Glad as she was, Melly hardly noticed where she put her feet or where she was walking to. Actually, she wasn't even aware that she was moving. In fact, she only became aware of such a fact when her view of the walls and the starlit ceiling became blocked by... a wall? Blinking, the girl gave a couple steps back. No, it couldn't be a wall. A wall wouldn't just pop out of nowhere, would it? No, no, no. Magic could do a whole lot of things but popping walls was not one of them. Or was it? Well, either way, she was confident that whatever was in front of her was not a wall.
And Merlin, was she right. Upon a second look, she became aware that what was in front of he was actually a rather tall boy. A boy with absurdly beautiful hair, mind you. And - wait a second! Had he just spoken? Most definitely! After all, no-one else around seemed to have pretty enough hair to fit such a voice. Oh, now she was curious, curious as to what his face would look like. If she was right, then he'd look very, very, very handsome. Why shouldn't he, anyway? He had pretty hair and a pretty voice. Besides, they were inside a fairytale castle and shouldn't every fairytale castle have a handsome boy in it?
Too curious to stop herself, Mel gave a few more steps so that she was able to catch part of the boy's face. Merlin! She had been too right. That boy was... He was a prince! He was a gorgeous prince! Mouth opened, cheeks flushed, the girl simply stared at the boy in pure awe.
The blond was about to turn back and speak to the female blond (quite funny that they were both blond, frankly) when he noticed a young little girl, looking up at him her mouth opened, her cheeks flushed in an ugly fashion. Dear, oh dear. Smiling at the girl, he nodded his head towards her and murmured, "Good evening." Kingston then turned his attention to Miss Hopton.
"My dear, Miss Hopton! How lovely seeing you again. If I am correct, which I am, last time we had seen each other was back in Diagon Alley. A little odd you're came back, frankly. I assumed your father came to his senses and pulled you out of this dreadful place," he whispered the last bit, looking over his shoulder.
"These commoners are... How should I say this? Uh... Odd. Yes, yes, quite odd are they not, Miss Hopton?" Kingston mused, pressing his lips together in thought as he looked at a few Gryffindors.