Allie&Tate//Gryffindor Table
Tate stared forlornly down at his homework lying seemingly non-threatingly on the Gryffindor table. Tate knew better, the Arithmancy work was the worse, and most his grade was riding on this single paper. He looked around the Great Hall, the steady trickle of students entering for breakfast before classes. That was not important to him, what he did care about was a certain Slytherin to distract from the work that due before the end of the term.
Finally noticing her entering among a large group of tired Slytherins, Tate raised up in his seat, wildly waving his hand above his head. “Hey! Big All!” He called out loudly with a large grin coming onto his face, not caring for the grumpy looks being shot his way because of his loud and obnoxious speech. “Come sit with me this morning!”
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Ever since her fight with Snake, Al had been doing her best to not only avoid the girl, but try to spend her time either blending in with her fellow classmates or studying excessively. The stress caused by schoolwork was nothing in comparison to the emotional turmoil of fighting with Sophia.
Lost in thought, it took Alastor a moment to realize the yelling was her other best friend calling for her. Flushing slightly at the heads that turned her way, Allie shuffles over to Tate’s table with a sheepish grin on her face and sits down across from him. “Geez, T, so need to be so loud,” she teases, with a chuckle. Al grabs a piece of buttered toast and spreads some jam over it before taking a bite. “So, how have you been, Wolfy?”
