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“I really, really don’t want to go to this class. My father teaches it and he is always super socially awkward and it makes me so, so uncomfortable.” Laughing, the boy shook his head as he walked towards the greenhouses. He carried a bag, with everything he could possibly need. “Do you like herbology?” He was at least going to try this year. Try and be kind, try and obey his father.
// she’s watching the 1st years file into their respective common rooms, overseeing everything as she usually does, when she notices a shadowy figure appearing to the side of her and glances up to talk to them. “ i’m a little busy, can i help you with something? ”
With a grunt, the boy dropped a gooey mess that he couldn’t quite name from his fork to his plate. “You’d think after all these years, those elves downstairs could make something, I don’t know? Edible?” He muttered softly. With a roll of his eyes, he looked up, eyes searching across the room.
