 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Fletcher followed Lord VaderTot into the wand weighing party, smoothing down his tie as he walked. He had, believe it or not, made an effort to dress a bit more nicely than usual in the hopes that he would make the front page of the Daily Prophet. And what luck -- it looked like a photographer was already setting up! SCORE!!!!!
Fletcher flashed the lady a smile but then blanched at the sight of the Scary Old Durmstrang Dude sitting near by. Ughhhh yeah.... he didn't want to lose his appetite before he even got to enjoy any of the buffet. He spotted Sandra and Raiden already here but was more interested in the food than them at the moment.
Obediently grabbing a plate, the boy promptly started to pile it high with everything in sight. Mmm yeah. This was the Breakfast of Champions.
Literally.
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