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Connor was miserable. There was no other word for it. Hogwarts was... huge, and scary, and he already felt as though he was failing at being here. Eric had already fought someone trying to protect him, and all Connor had done was cower and cry. That was all he was good at. He had tried to be tough and strong like his brother, but there was no point. Connor was weak, and everyone at Hogwarts was going to see how weak he was. He had been cowering in his dorm ever since Eric had gotten into the fight, but that just couldn't last forever, and Connor knew it. He was going to need to get out there again soon, and he was going to do his best. After thinking about it, Connor had decided to start small. Surely reading in the lounge couldn't annoy anyone. He could keep to himself but still be around people, and nobody would pick on him, and Eric wouldn't show up and fight anyone, and it would all be fine. So he made his way into the crowded room, head down and arms wrapped around his book. Connor was going so fast he barely saw where he was going, until he had bumped into another boy. Stumbling back in surprise, Connor looked up at the boy, feeling his face flush. "I'm sorry!" He said quickly, gripping his book tighter. "It was an accident!"