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Holden Marshall Gryffindor

Thesis

Holden snorted in disbelief. "And that's not because of rivalry?" He said pointedly. "Sounds like you're bitter." He added with a small smirk. He felt a small shiver of nerves up his spine as she picked up on the books thing, panicking slightly. He hadn't really meant to bring it up, and...

Holden rolled his eyes at her explanation, crossing his arms defensively. "It's not cowardly not to want to get caught. I'm just not an idiot, there's no need to try." He said firmly. "Besides, the whole house rivalry thing is bullsh*t anyway. Like, who actually cares? Am I not allowed to...

Holden snorted at her comments, eyeing her. "It's Slytherins who are the sneaky ones." He said pointedly. "Not like I care enough about writing fart on a wall to go to that much effort. Besides, I don't have an excuse to be there." He said, holding up his hands which had never been anywhere...

Holden rolled his eyes at her question. "Yeah, but I'm not-" he was cut off as the girl disappeared, a moment later. He snorted slightly and took one of the markers, filling in the F more clearly. "I dunno if there's anyone in there! I didn't want them to see me taking a pen, and then they...

Holden jumped when he heard a voice and whipped around, ready to bolt. It was a relief when it was just some girl, who didn't seem bothered at all. In fact, she raised a good point. "Do you have one?" He asked, glancing at the sketchbook in her arms. "I usually bring one with me, but it's...

There wasn't really another word for it - Hogwarts was boring. Holden had never expected a magic school you went to to learn spells and potions and stuff to be boring. Sure, there was stuff going on, but none of it was actually cool or any fun really. Most of the time all there was to do was...

Holden frowned slightly as Eric described his roommates. "Sucks." He nodded in agreement. "Mine are pretty cool. Fraser's just mad for Quidditch, and Santiago's a chill guy. No real drama or whatever."

It was a relief when Eric didn't tell him to be nicer or just think on the bright side, the way he was sure Penny would have. Having a brother who actually understood him was a brand new feeling. He shrugged at the question, looking out over the field. "My roommates are alright, I guess...

Holden shrugged, fidgeting with his water, his eyes locked to the mud caked onto his shoes. "I mean, pretty much." He said idly. "Classes are the worst. And everyone there is so obsessed with themselves. And you can't do anything fun. There aren't even proper sports, I don't care about...

Holden sat up a little as Eric approached, accepting the offered water gratefully. He opened it and took a long swig, though Eric's question made him groan. "Sucks, obviously." He said with a raised eyebrow. "It's school. Everything about it sucks."