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RP blog | Noah Button (GhostWild191). 5th year |Ravenclaw. RAVENCLAW { POTTERMORE SORTED }

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How Dad Stole Christmas * Open

Sitting down on the floor beside Noah, sitting with his legs crossed Seth listened to him as he spoke, noting the chances in his expression, especially when he talked about his father.

When Noah smiled Seth returned it, his smile small but genuine, he really did enjoy spending time with the older boy, he was fairly certain he would even if he didn’t have an annoyingly large crush on him too. There was just something so earnest and… well, real, about Noah. He was one of the few rare people that Seth believed actually, wholeheartedly meant the words that came out of his mouth and there was no hidden motive behind them. “That’s very kind of you Noah.”

Seth sat for a moment, lips curled in a smile as he watched the other boy. Eyes searching Noah’s face he noticed for the first time the pale freckles that dusted his features. Leaning a little closer Seth pressed a light kiss to the other boy’s cheek. “You are very kind.”

Shrugging he grinned from ear to ear, shaking his head lightly. “It’s got nothing to do with kindness, it’s just the truth. Or well… At least it’s mine.” He hoped that was good enough for Seth, he couldn’t really talk for anyone else but-. His thoughts were cut out when he sensed the boy’s lips brushing his cheek, he could feel his whole face turning a very bright shade of red.

“T- thank you.” Suddenly the socks he’d been given seemed to be the most interesting thing in the world as he carefully avoided his friend’s gaze. Grabbing the hoodie’s cords he fiddled with them, hoping his face would stop burning as much as it did, god he was such an open book that was embarrassing.

After a few minutes of silence he crossed his legs and glanced up, he could still feel the tip of his ears burning but it wouldn’t do to ignore his host. “You- You’re very kind too you know. Like that balm you made for me when I broke my ribs, it was really nice of you.”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“I will make sure to come to the next one!” Brooke said with a smile. She would have no idea what was going on but that didn’t really matter much, right? No one could tell her that everyone who went to the games regularly knew all the rules.

“As long as you are passionate about it you can’t be too bad, you know. Passion makes up for a lot of things,” she said as she heard him say he couldn’t practice out of school. She had been lucky her big passion was mostly indoors. Well, she was still sure that Noah was probably great Quidditch. Not everyone in the Ravenclaw Quidditch team lived in a wizard town and Ravenclaw never did all that bad in the Quidditch House Cup as far as she knew.

“Oh believe me I would not want to live a fulltime muggle life either. Going to muggle school was stressful enough,” she shrugged. She still remembered her best friend laughing at her as she had tried to reveal to her she was a young witch. “You are in 2nd grade now, don’t you think you are a little too old to believe in magic?” the girl had giggled and Brooke had run home with tears in her eyes.

“Awesome ! I’ll try not to disappoint you too much… With my luck I’ll probably manage to make an ass of myself again.” Scratching the back of his neck he forced a smile at Brooke. He still wondered how he even got into the team, he was pretty sure a lot of people were way better than he was himself. Self-confidence had never been his forte, even though he could fake it and hide it behind a good smile, it still didn’t make him any more secure.

“Hmhm, I’ve been to muggle school too, it was alright though. I mean I didn’t know I was a wizard and all… It just came with the letter. And a person from the ministry coming to explain it wasn’t some kind of joke too.” The memory made him grin, he still remembered how they had sat for hours listening to that odd man trying to explain them that magic was real while his parents were just deadpanning. In the end all that had been needed was a bit of magic from that man for everyone to believe it and off he was to Hogwarts by September.

“That’s mean… Though… I’m not sure we’re allowed to tell muggles about it anyway.”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“Honestly I was thinking I was crazy too. Having someone else in charge of your body is the weirdest feeling ever and I don’t wish to repeat the experience!” she shivered lightly.

As he patted her back she felt a grin spread on her face. “I’m just trying to help. Who wouldn’t try to solve a problem if it presented itself before them?”

When he said he was probably not good enough for Quidditch she took his hands and looked at him with huge eyes.

“I can’t believe you would say that! I bet you are great at Quidditch! I don’t know much about it, but if you train hard enough you can make it! Talent is nothing, talent isn’t counting a thing in this world, what will get you farther than any person who just relies on talent and luck is dedication and work. And I doubt you would fail your O.W.L.S.”

shaking ehr head lightly she smiled a bit again.

“Not that muggle jobs are bad. My Pa was a muggle librarian most of the time, even though his library had a small secret magic section.”

“Idiots I guess ?” He chuckled as Brooke grabbed his hands in hers. Pulling a face he felt the corner of his mouth twitch upwards as the Ravenclaw was trying to reassure him. He was still not confident about his abilities, but it was nice to have someone believing in him either way. Smiling tentatively he nodded.

“Thank you. You should come to a match one day, I’m the team’s chaser, and you could see Dethrin playing too, he’s pretty great on a broom.” Looking at his feet he fidgeted for a bit. “I do practice, as much as I can anyway… But I live in a muggle area, so I can only practice at school, but I guess I’m lucky I even got in the team this year.”

Nodding he agreed with Brooke. “I know it’s not bad, my whole family is composed of muggles, I’d just rather stay around wizards than go back to a full time muggle life, you know ?”

How Dad Stole Christmas * Open

“Mother says it is cold and spartan, she believes a child’s room should be messy and ‘full of life’ as she describes it. And there is no secret to it really, I simply put things away when I am done with them. I don’t like mess very much.”

Pausing he glanced around the room before looking back to Noah. He’d heard people call him cold before and he supposed it was true, he wasn’t generally one to express his emotions outwardly or really inwardly for that matter… he experienced them of course but he mostly chose to ignore them or make a note of them and push them aside. “Do you think I’m cold Noah? I know I’m not very… articulate when it comes to expressing emotions but do you think that is a fair assessment of me?”

“Hmm I don’t think a messy room would suit you. Besides I think it’s cool, at least you know where your stuff is. Dad….” Sighing he closed his eyes for a few seconds. “Hates the mess that’s in my room, always says I should tidy up.”

He cocked his head at Seth question, furrowing his brows and pondering for a few. Did he think he was cold ? Not really, just less on the emotional side than most people, but not cold, he’d seen him smile, and nothing about it had ever screamed cold. Grinning at Seth he shook his head. “Nuhuh, I don’t think you’re cold. I’ve seen you smile, no one can think you’re cold after that. Just cause you don’t go around grinning like an idiot doesn’t mean you’re cold.” His cheeks turning slightly pink he pouted. “I think you’re awesome.”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“In its essence that is right. However it has bad sides too, I mean just imagine you have this really really powerful pendant and you take it off for sleep and when you wake up the next morning your neighbor has it and suddenly rules over the town.

That’s why the really powerful stuff is imprinted on its supposed owner, too. I’m actually trying to master imprinting right now but it’s hard to get right. If you heard of a certain incident where a female Ravenclaw went on a rampage in the common room and had to be subdued by Dethrin Black, that was me and that was because I tried to imprint a bracelet on me that had mind-opening abilities. It was supposed to make me notice more in the end I just invited some kind of evil spirit into my head.”

She shook her head lightly, before gesturing with a hand to one of the shelves.

“Those are some of my pieces I didn’t give to friends. I usually don’t really wear the stuff I make except ofr special occassions but I love giving it to people, you know brightening their day a little. The best thing about my Jewelry is just making it and then seeing other people smile because of it.”

She smiled to herself as she undusted one of the little boxes she had stored a necklace in. It was one of her earliest works, very simplistic and also not too reliable, but she kept it around nevertheless.

“But I’m talking far too much here how about you, what do you want to do once you get out of here?” she asked with genuine interest.

“Hmhm, well there is that too that’s true. But that’s what you deserve for bragging how powerful you are I guess.” He poked his tongue out in a bratty way as he claimed that.

“Oh yeah I remember that…. I heard you were bedridden for some time, I’m glad you recovered okay though I must admit I did think you were a bit crazy back then… Cause you know, demons, and I was new that was scary.” And it was, and people had been whispering for weeks after the incident, he had never figured out it’d been Brooke, but at least he hadn’t been one to diss her in her back.

Hopping off the chair he got closer to his classmate to watch the creations she was talking about. He smiled fondly as she explained how she liked to give what she crafted to friends, and patted her back. “You’re really kind, I’m sure all your friends are honoured to wear those.”

“Me ?” Shrugging he pouted. “Well I’d like to do some more Quidditch, but I doubt I’d ever be good enough to do so… I don’t know, I guess if I fail my O.W.L.S I’ll just… Do a muggle thing ?”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“Yes I did indeed look in the library. Locked myself in there for a weekend with a spell and three bottles of pumpkin juice, not even Madame Pince could get in. Got me the biggest detention I ever had, but in the end they didn’t have more than I already knew.”

At his comment about durability she tapped her chin.

“Well I wouldn’t say so. Wood has better isolation abilities than any metal or stone has. There is a reason they use it to make wands and the shape helps channeling the spell.

You see, pendants, studs, bracelets, all these just sort of radiate the magic embedded inside them in all directions equally. That’s useful for stuff like this,” she pulled out the three studs she used so she could swim in the lake without problems and showed them to Noah.

“These create different kinds of auras around the person that wears them. Kind of like bubbles. The same goes for most luck enhancers. They just create a bubble of good fortune around the person wearing them.”

She was just so curious how this problem had been solved back in the days.

“Oh and also gems have a smaller magical durability. If you strain a gem too much it usually cracks. Wands have an incomparably low probability of being strained enouh to break from pure magic. The owner would have to have unbelievable magical potential…”

She shrugged, her magic abilities were probably far from enough to make any kind of channeling instrument break.

With sliht surprise she noticed how she was actually rambling again.

“Merlin, I’m sorry. I guess I got a bit carried away there again…” she smiled helplessly.

He chuckled at the description of her week end spent in the library. “If that’s not dedication I don’t know what it is. Only you would end up in detention for actually working too much ! That sucks they didn’t have anything though. That would’ve been my best bet to find anything.”

When Brooke started going on about presenting all the differences between magic jewelry and wands he hopped in a chair and stared intently at her, drinking her every word and nodding to show he was still following her train of thoughts. He reached out for the gems she was showing him and rolled them in his hands, wondering what their use might be but not wishing to interrupt Brooke as she was obviously loving every second of her explanation.

“Oh. Right, I’d had forgotten about that.” He scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed. “I’m so stupid sometimes. And don’t be sorry, it was interesting, and it’s nice to see how passionate you are about it !” And to be honest, it was taking his mind elsewhere, and hers as well apparently, that was all he wanted right now.

“But gems were basically… Universal, I mean you didn’t need to wait for the wand to chose you right ? Because that part isn’t funny, I can still see mister Ollivander frowning at me because I broke an ‘invaluable’ pot at his shop…”

How Dad Stole Christmas * Open

Seth said little as he and Noah dropped the bags off in the kitchen, he was watching the other boy, trying to gauge his reaction to the house. Seth’s parents where very well off and the house reflected it, even if Seth had little interest in such extravagances himself it was always fascinating to see how others reacted to it, if they where made uncomfortable or nervous by it for example.

“My room is on the top floor.” Leading Noah up the narrow, steep stairs it was quite the climb to reach Seth’s room. The house was spread over six floors like many townhouses in London, narrow but tall and Seth’s room was situated in what used to be the attic, he even had a small area of roof they’d converted into a tiny garden for him. As one would expect from a boy who was meticulous about his appearance and his part of the dorm at school his bedroom was spotless, to the point it looked barely lived in despite the fact that while at home it’s where the boy spent most of his time.

Heading for a set of draws Seth set about pulling out socks and a spare sweater for Noah. “Is there anything else you would like? We are about the same size so I’m sure my stuff would fit you.”

After having wobbled in the stairs for a few minutes behind Seth, Noah eventually reached the boy’s room and couldn’t help staring at everything The sparkling cleanliness did make him slightly uneasy however, and he stayed in the doorframe for a few long minutes, not daring to step further in by fear of disorganizing the perfectly tidied room. Indeed, the Slytherin’s room was… Everything his wasn’t. So tidy he was pretty sure the younger boy had a place for each little object and, he glanced at the bookshelves, yes, alphabetically classified books. He smiled sheepishly as he noted that, surprising himself as he found the habit… Cute.

He finally stepped inside as Seth handed him some clothes, he shook his head to answer his request, indicating he didn’t needed anything else. “No it’s fine. Thank you.” Grabbing the sweater he took his own off, folding it and shoving it into his bag, not wanting to make a mess inside the room, before slipping it on, snuggling into it and enjoying the faint smell of washing powder. Noah hesitated yet again as he stared at the perfectly made bed and settled with sitting on the floor to change his socks, rolling the soaked ones and bucking them with his sweater.

“Your room is so… You. Neat and tidy. I don’t know how you do it, mine looks like Voldemort raided it…”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“Thanks a bunch for the compliment. But no I don’t think I will ever become a professional Jeweler, I would be too much like my mom then. I was thinking of becoming a librarian instead. Books, Merlin, do I love books!” before she could ramble on she stopped in her trails with a sheepish grin.

“Well anyway. I guess I will keep making this stuff as a hobby. Just to prove I’m better than my mother,” she conclued lamely as she ran a hand over a thick silver bracelet, feeling the runes she had carved in last night.

“I still have a lot of things to learn. id you know that before wands became the most outsprea medium to channel magic power some people used enchanted gemstones instead? Combat amulettes aren’t made anymore but I have heard rumours that there are still some books giving instructions on how to do it.”

Her eyes were shining with this task that combined both of her passions. If there was a book out there she could find that would teach her how to make one of those things that people only mentioned as obscure trivia and that no one deeme possible to exist anymore…

Well Brooke would probably be willing to pay a lot of things to acquire such a book.

“Oh. Well it’s a nice hobby to have either way.” Putting the necklace down he bent over the different tables, trying to avoid touching everything, with his luck he’d manage to break something and upset Brooke. “Librarian ? Sounds good too !” He nudged the blonde girl “Very fitting for a Ravenclaw.”

Peering at the metal jewelries he noted the runes there and tried to decipher a few of them, if he was still okay at them, they were mostly conveying magic and the likes. And his thoughts were made clearer as Brooke explained how people used to do magic.

Nodding he answered her. “We saw it in History of Magic yes, but not in details. I bet it was more practical than wands sometimes... And less… Breakable.” He pulled a face, remembering the high number of times he almost broke his wand because of the shape of it, surely a jewelry containing a gem wouldn’t have such issues.

“Did you look into the library ? Maybe they have something… I mean it IS Hogwarts’ library, you pretty much can find anything there. Or maybe in the reserve…”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“Everything lazy sounds good to me. Hard work is reserved for things you are passionate about!” Brooke answered with a wink.

When he linked his arm with hers she smiled brightly and led him off to the dungeons, past the wall which hid the Slytherin common room and towards a door she pushed open with her hip.

“Well, welcome to my kingdom. It’s not big but as the queen of sparkly things I can assure you we are very friendly to visitors and guests,” she said, twirling around in the middle of the room before taking two books laying around and putting them back on the shelf they belonged to.

It wasn’t big indeed, but it was roomy with all the tables and benches pushed to one of the walls. The other wall was covered in huge shelves and opposite of it were three heavy wooden tables with work in different levels of disarray spread over them.

It could have used a little color but Brooke hadn’t expected a light, friendly room when she was told she was going to move her craft to the dungeons. In fact she loved the room no one except people she showed it to really visited dearly.

The only people regularly coming here were probably Dethrin adn some teachers to show her to the common room if she was still here in the middle of the night.

“Oh. That’ a nice way of seeing things, I’ll try to remember it.”

Stepping up his pace to walk with Brooke he smiled at the young girl as he let her lead him around the dungeons idly wondering why anyone would like to stay in the dungeons whatever the reason, he really didn’t like the place, and failing potions wasn’t helping either.

Letting go of her arm, Noah carefully stepped inside the little room, glancing around to take in his surroundings, it was small and mostly made of rocks, but Brooke’s crafting material was enough to give a cozy feeling to it. Reaching out for a table he ran his hand over the objects covering it, grinning at Brooke.

“I like it, it’s got your touch all over.” Grabbing a necklace he pulled it up in front of his eyes to stare at it. “You’re really talented you know !” The object was nicely crafted that anyone could’ve thought it had been made by a professional, or at least that’s how it looked like to Noah. “Is it what you want to do later ?”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“Cooking with magic makes everything quicker and easier, thank Merlin for the invention of magical cookin books!” Brooke answered with an almost melodramatic sigh. Really, muggle-cooking was so much work it was ridiculous.

Eating the rest of her pastry she smiled a little. The kitchens were always peaceful if also busy but it was a friendly place.

Returning Noah’s grin she watched him finish his cheesecake before she stood up.

“Want to see where I make my jewelry? I was banned from doing it in the common room so they gave me a room in the dungeons!” she said, still grinning a little.

“More like lazy cooking if you ask me.” He blinked at her, obviously saying so as a joke, still, wizards did have it easy in some ways. Swallowing the last spoonful of food he sighed and stretched, feeling completely full.

“Really ? That’s awesome ! Sure I wanna see.” Jumping from the counter he linked his arm with hers, waiting for Brooke to lead him to wherever her crafting place was.

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“They don’t mind, they love helping people as long as they treat them nicely,” Brooke answered, before taking a bite from her pastry.

“Also they really like it if you compliment the food they make. Which is awesome by the way, thanks guys!” she said as she returned the hug of one of the elves.

Right in the middle of mealtime the kitchen was less busy than right before because all the elves had to do was send the prepared plates up. Brooke always tried to catch the least busy times so she wouldn’t mess with the elves work, but she loved visiting them even if she didn’t want any food just to talk a bit with them. Of course she always got food in the end, she couldn’t possibly say no to her favorite confectionaries being held out as a gift.

“Oh… Alright.” Stepping further into the kitchens he beamed at the goblins he met while walking. Stopping besides one he knelt to be at its size, hoping it wouldn’t be considered as an insult and kindly asked if it was possible to have a cheesecake.

When the goblin nodded Noah smiled back, but what he hadn’t expected was a few other goblins coming to help and bake the treat already, pots flying around with ingredients, he even received some floor on his head when he stood up, bumping into a flying pack of it. It was only a matter of minutes before the cake was done and a plate with a slice was handed to him. Grinning from ear to ear he thanked the little creatures profusely before sitting on a counter next to Brooke, plunging a spoon in his cheesecake.

“That’s awesome, I’d never seen cooking done the magical way. Thanks for bringing me here Brooke.”

How Dad Stole Christmas * Open

Seth had been walking carefully, trying to choose a path through the crowd that offered least resistance. When Noah asked about where he lived he glanced back at the other boy with a small, knowing smile. “Something like that. Where we live is not a magic area as such but we have wards in place that keep prying muggle eyes away at times. My father liaises with Muggle ambassadors as well as magical ones on behalf of the ministry so we have to be careful, especially as we sometimes have muggles over for dinner. I suppose you could say it’s father’s job to ensure news of magical events don’t filter back to Bangladesh, India and other parts of Asia via Muggle diplomats.”

Leading Noah back out into London at large through the Leaky Cauldron he set off walking in the direction of home, as he’d said it really wasn’t far at all, maybe a ten to fifteen minute walk at most before he stopped outside a row of Georgian townhouses. Heading up the steps to the door of one of the houses he unlocked it, making a small ‘after you’ gesture with a smile at the other boy. “We can leave the shopping in the kitchen, it’s towards the back of the house then go up to my room. If you wish I have spare socks and the like if you wish to wear them while yours dry.”

Noah listened to Seth carefully, staring at the boy, only sporadically looking in front of him to avoid bumping into people. Nodding at the Slytherin’s explanation he couldn’t help but widen his eyes a bit, it seemed like his father was a really influential person, he idly wondered if Seth’s father was as absent as his mother had been when she was still home, but he remembered that wizards didn’t have to sit for hours in planes, so probably not. Shaking the thoughts away he treaded behind the other boy, glancing around.

He got in first after Seth unlocked the front door, welcoming the comforting warmth as he stepped in as his ears flushed at the boy’s courtesy. Still holding the bags he nodded, glimpsing at the different doors and corridors to find the kitchen, making his way towards the back of the house as instructed, eventually reaching the room and carefully putting the bags on the table. The bags put away, Noah fumbled with his clothes, taking off the extra layers he was wearing, revealing a one size or more too big sweater.

“That’d be nice yes.” Smiling as he held onto his extra clothes he followed the other boy up his room, trying his best not to trip up the stairs as he could hardly see his feet with his arms full.

Waiting for Noah outside the Ravenclaw common room the Hufflepuff as practically bouncing from foot to foot, a mix of nervous and excited about what they where about to attempt. They could totally pull it off, he was sure of it, Noah was awesome on a broom and he’d only have to keep the tree’s attention for long enough so Noah could grab a branch.

The thought of bodily injury or just how much trouble they’d get into for even trying it didn’t really occur to him, Matt was far too focused on the goal of trying to make a new wand for Noah and if the whole thing would even work. Matt had spent so much of his free time pouring over every book on wandmaking he could find but he knew none of that compared to learning from an actual master wand maker like Ollivander but he had to wait out two and half years of school yet before he could even try to get an apprenticeship. Where was the harm in trying it out himself in the mean time?

Grabbing his broom and the hair that Serenity had handed him he waved at the girl with a smile before leaving the common room, definitely excited now that they had most of what they needed. Grinning at Matt as he got back into the corridors he grabbed the boy’s hand and laid the tissue containing mermaid hair carefully into his hand.

“Serenity gave me these, it was her mother’s.” He really hoped they were what Matt was looking for, somehow he felt like he would be even prouder of handling his wand when he had such an important core to it. Stupid as it seemed, having an item from a friend, and having it crafted by a friend just felt right, way better than only having a wand chose him at Ollivander’s, it had much more meaning for him, now if it would just work out, it’d be perfect. “Do you think they’ll do ?”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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“If you say so…” she mumbled not really convinced.

She laughed as he poked at the peas and took as his hand as he offered it.

“Well let’s just say that there is no rule stating we aren’t allowed in there, but some people don’t know how to get in. Honestly though, most people who have it figured out drop by there regularly to get food.”

She shrugged a little, leading the way and tickling the pear as they arrived at the painitng. She liked the kitchens mostly because of the friendly house elves.

And really her earlier statement of people dropping by here more often if they knew how was proven straight away with the elves knowing exactly about her preferences and how they brought her a pumpkin pastry after the initial greeting and formailities being exchanged.

“Just ask for whatever the little guys and gals here can surely give it to you!” Brooke said, turning to Noah with a smile on her face, a genuine, happy smile.

“Uhuh I say so.”

Following her around he made a mental note of everything she said, knowing the access to the kitchen was definitely a plus, even though he was still kind of scared to bother the poor elves working down there. When they finally arrived in the huge room he couldn’t help but stared in awe at all the workers bustling about and cooking, that was really an amazing sight.

“Are you sure they won’t mind ? I don’t wanna annoy them when they already have so much to do…”

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At the dinner table *Noah

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With a sad smile she whispered “I don’t want to become a burden to anyone. I just need to grow up,” before hugging Noah back.

She returned the fond smile, even if with some hesitation. She liked Noah and she really liked what he ahd said about choosing her family here. He would definitly be part of it. Dethrin would be. Raleih too. And Lucky of course. Maybe even Donoven even though he would deny it. She had such wonderful friends in Hogwarts and all of them had her back. And meanwhile she lied and hurt and made everything they trusted her for a slowly cracking facade.

Her smile turning a bit more happy she looked at her classmate.

“So, peas are gross, right? Want to get cake from the kitchen?” she asked. Not that she was hungry but maybe they had a pumpkin pastry for her, just something she liked so she could forget she didn’t feel like eating at all.

“Shhh don’t worry about it, you’re not a burden.”

Letting go of Brooke he faked complete disgust at the mention of peas. “Peas are so very very gross. They’re like… Green rabbit poop. I mean really, look at them.” To prove his point he grabbed his fork and poked the poor peas in his plate, scowling at the vegetables.

At the mention of cake though, he couldn’t help but beam, yes cake was a very good idea. Standing up he held out his hand to help Brooke up. “I’m on for the cake, are we allowed to go in the kitchen though? Or will we need to be all sneaky ?” The prospect of a small adventure like that was enough to make him feel slightly better, and he hoped it was the same for the young girl.

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