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Nate, honestly, was pretty surprised Natalia had agreed to hang out with him during the holiday break. It might have been because he hadn't been specific that this was a muggle thing they were doing, but she'd agreed all the same, and he wasn't about to tell her. He just had to wonder if she'd...

Hey, you ever played laser tag?

"BOTH." Nate hollered back. The book had said that only waiting or some types of fudge would stop it, but it didn't hurt to try. He spat out another toad and stumbled back into the hall. "God please, someone, hurrgh. Someone try something." He groaned.

"HURRRGHHG"

Nate pressed a hand to his mouth and glared at the girl. "I'M VOMITING TOADS?!" He shouted angrily. "Do I, hurk. Do I look alright to you?" He spluttered, and ran back into the lavatory to fill up the toilet bowl with more.

Nate had tried to practice a toad-vomiting jinx he'd seen, but it had backfired with his bent wand. He'd spent an hour in the lavatory throwing them up and finally felt well enough to leave. When he did, he spotted a girl holding a slimy toad, maybe one of his, and felt sick all over again. He...

Nate hadn't been interested in these "muggle-born support" groups when he'd seen them posted up in previous years, despite being a muggle-born himself. He didn't need support. He was handling this crazy world on his own just fine. It was everyone else who needed the support. Half the wizarding...

Nate raised his eyebrows at Natalia's gesturing. This seemed like trouble. "Me 'n Nat? I dunno, probably." He responded to Indira with the barest of shrugs. He didn't really know what he would have called them. She was the most magical of the magical people there, yet somehow not the worst. It...

It was all Nate could do to spare Isaiah and his chums a withering glare as the other boy called him out for bringing a salad. He hadn't expected to be called out on it. The plan was to walk in looking like he'd brought something, and then have people wonder to themselves about who had left the...

Nate was not really friends with most of the people in his year, so he had been surprised to find an invite to a party, or some kind of social thing. He thought it might have been a joke, so he initially scrunched it up, stuffing it into the bottom of his pockets to be forgotten about until he'd...

Hi hello so I only really have Nate for Eoin to possibly become friends with if you'd like. I don't think he particularly likes Eoin at the moment (if only because he doesn't like to admit to himself that he was the idiot when everyone else had already accepted magic to be a real thing), but he...

Nate hated these dances. Valentines especially. Why didn't he have a girlfriend to go with yet? He'd been popular at his old school, and dated plenty of girls then. Even if they usually broke up by the end of the day, and all he'd ever had was a kiss on the cheek, it still counted. Most magical...

Christmas was another thing that Hogwarts and the whole wizard world had ruined for Nate. He'd usually be expecting tons of presents under the tree around now. A new console, or a handful of games, maybe even a new laptop since the school had busted his old one. But none of these things...

Nate had to roll his eyes. "You're sure about that, smart guy? Did you go around the school with a metal detector? How do you know there's no hidden magnets or speakers." Unbelievable. He hadn't personally seen anyone turn into a dog, though the first girl seemed to back the statement up, and...

Yes, yes, yes! Everything Valencia said resonated with what Nate believed, and he nodded in agreement, as if to say, obviously. Again, as if someone had put up a sign on the door that said "party inside!", another kid rocked up to the not-so-secret room, and Nate let out an audible groan. He...

Finding someone who sounded just like Nate was fantastic, and almost too good to be true. Maybe it was. There was a lot he wanted to say to her, if not for the interruption by the other girl, who sounded way too obsessed with the idea of a secret club. He hastily closed his book, unhappy that...