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While his eyes searched for any sign of the yellow and black pin, Soren found himself unconsciously nodding in agreement at Des' insulting term for the head boy and girl, a cuss he'd have never verbalised himself, as much as he wanted to say it directly to the two. Quietly, he hoped someone else...

Soren took a deep breath as he approached the wheelbarrow racing area erected on the lawn, feeling both excited and anxious at the idea of competing. The prefect had been looking forward to it for the past week, but now that the day had finally arrived, his whole body felt particularly clumsy...

His shoulders tense, the prefect huffed out a sigh, fingertips working the temples of his head as he tried, fruitlessly, to calm himself down and relax. It was just so frustrating, he didn't have the words to describe it. Where Des questioned his day, Soren could only shrug hopelessly. The day...

[color=black][size=50]The prefect's meeting had already lead to a frustrating start of the year. Fuming, Soren stormed through the corridor, taking every necessary portrait hole to get him further away from Felix and Alana. The Hufflepuff could barely believe the two of them had been appointed...

Kiana & Dallas ʕ༼◕ ౪ ◕✿༽ʔ

Mate

[size=50]While he had never been a player himself, Soren enjoyed Quidditch. He was an avid spectator, watching the previous Hufflepuff matches through a second-hand pair of omnioculars he had bought in Brightstone. One of the many lenses were chipped, and the slow-down function didn't work, but...

Three is the lie. One and two are true; he just lacks confidence to go through with the second :P By this point, he's already given up and accepted that he won't improve. It might happen over time, but he's not bothered with actively trying to fix it now

Oh boy xD 1. Sorens birth almost killed his mother 2. Soren wants to be on the Quidditch team 3. Soren won't give up trying to improve his speech impediment

Is two the lie?

The Hufflepuffs shoulders shook with a silent chuckle as his friend commented about being speechless and how Soren always fell into that category. Never a truer statement. Though, as the Gryffindor began to question his nativity, it took a turn into an awful theory about his lack of social...

I can't stop. :tut: Made a school-aged Aeon, with a pet crup, an angry Esmè, a beat up Soren, Howell, Crimson and Duracell.

Avie and a mother who isn't dead

[size=50]Søren walked in silence toward his common room, avoiding eye contact or any open indication for further conversation with the boy trailing along with him. Even as the youth finally spoke up, the Hufflepuff didn't stop until a second voice cut through corridor. He paused mid step, slowly...

[size=50]Sedridor shrugged apologetically in response to his Des' concerns over the bag. Of course he had wanted to buy a new one, but he lacked the galleons and his parents didn't think he'd done anything to deserve any more. Or, more-so his father when it came down to it - his mother barely...

[size=50]Søren swallowed his discomfort as the young boy forced himself through the portrait hole, a small part of him wishing he had of simply slammed it shut faster and took an alternate route, but it was too late now. Besides, he wasn't the type of person to do anything too quickly, or...

[size=50]While he'd heard about the School Pride occurring in the Great Hall, Soren intended to hide away in the opposite end of the castle until it was over. Similarly to how he was with other events, such as the Yule Ball, Halloween, Quidditch matches or any parties, the Hufflepuff had hopes...

Mate

[size=50]Not one to often eat lunch with the other students, Søren ate his midday meal alone, quietly munching away in a far corner of the library whilst flicking through the pages of an Arithmancy textbook. He had taken the subject solely based off of the fact that it didn't require a wand, and...

[size=50]Soren nodded his head as he listened along to Des explain his complicated relationship. There were a lot of names to keep track of; Dexter, Demeter, Desislava, Dwaide, Darcia. The Hufflepuff thought he could see a pattern in all these names, stopping to think about it only after he made...