Oskar sat uncomfortably in the great hall and felt out of place. Even after all these years he still never felt like he had found his place here. But even with all that, he had felt at least happy during his last year and he owed it all to Hazel. He hated the thought that he'd be leaving her...
Hazel mentioning exams was almost enough to derail Oskar's train of thought completely. His grades had never been very good since coming to Hogwarts, he blamed it on everything being in a different language than his old school work but the reality was more of a lack of motivation. Still he'd...
Oskar thought that after this long he'd feel more at home at the Slytherin table, but he didn't. He felt a house guess and kept his hands folded neatly in front of him. He watched absentmindedly as the first years got sorted. He felt a special kind of sympathy for those who seemed exceptionally...
Oskar blinked when he heard someone call his name. He looked over and saw Lucy walking over to him. He hadn't really expected company but he couldn't say he was mad to see her. They weren't friends exactly but she was pleasant enough. "Oh, hey Lucy." he greeted. "Congrats on getting head girl."...
Oskar had tried to seem cool but when she smiled at him it took everything in him to keep his face from heating up while his heart did a flip. "Great." he said a bit too quickly when she offered the seat to him. "Oh, I don't mid at all." he said dismissively as he sat. It was honestly hard for...
Oskar had never been good about thinking about the future. He had grown up focusing on getting through a day or maybe a week at a time. It had made sense when he was at Durmstrang or at home with his half siblings. But ever since coming to New Zealand everything had changed, even the vague sense...
Oskar couldn't quite explain it but it was like the castle felt...fragile. Like if he looked at the windows too long, or if he sneezed on the stairs they might tear like paper and he'd be free falling. It was his last year and he wasn't sure he'd made any kind of impression. It was messing with...
Oskar couldn't believe the year was already over and it was even harder to believe that next year would be his last. It was strange to feel like he was just slipping through time without much consequence to anyone around him. But he was looking forward to break. He was looking forward to seeing...
Oskar felt severely under dressed the way he always did when he dared to go to any of the dances. But he had sent a rose to Lucy which still made his stomach feel a little sick when he thought about it for too long. Was he crazy? Probably but he liked talking to her at work even if at school...
Oskar had been so wrapped up in his head he hadn't even notice Audrey sit next to him. She was loud and confident in a way that kind of scared him so he was a little surprised when she spoke to him. At first he furrowed his brow until he pieced together what she was talking about. He hadn't seen...
Oskar hadn't signed up for the tournament this year and he was waiting to feel some way about it. Instead he felt alarmingly neutral, at least about the tournament itself. After giving up quidditch he had hoped he might show some affinity for dueling but after several years of disappointment he...
Oskar didn't have any big feelings as this year came to an end. He hoped one day he'd stop feeling so invisible but part of him figured it could be worse. He was excited to go home and see his mom, maybe even look for a job. He had long stopped asking about going home or seeing his father. It...
Oskar wasn't sure what possessed him to try and make an appearance at the Valentine's day dance after the Yule ball had been a bit of a disaster. He had been able to make things right in the end even if it wasn't his best moment. But as avoidant as he tended to be he was really trying to give...
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