Wondering Around

[Liam Waldgrave]

Liam was feeling home already at Hogwarts. He didn't understood Beaubelle that well when she told them she loved it more at home. Here Liam could do anything, he could achieve anything, talk to the lovely girls and getting good grades for his dreamjob. The snake was on his way to the great hall, he figured there must be a lot of girls and potential friends perhaps. He didn't forgot about that, because he would look like a loner desperate for attention when he was walking on his own. Perhaps a friend could help him with impressing girls. He was certain that was gonna happen since he made the Slytherin Quidditch Team as a alternate beater. It was a alternate but he didn't expected more as a first year at the moment. He knew he was gonna be a real player in the team when he got older, so he could help Slytherin with winning the cup. This was just a start and he couldn't wait to tell his parents about making the team in a letter. He also had to tell them about the sorting result, and he was wondering how they would think of it. His mother was a Ravenclawer when she was younger, same as Beaubelle got and his father a Gryffindor, she he didn't got the same as them but he didn't mind. His parents weren't that annoying as the parents of Gabriella. When Liam thought about his uncle Bryon he got the chills, he hated that man.

When Liam arrived at the Great Hall he looked around him and started to smile. He saw lots of girls and most of them seemed older, but he didn't cared. They were all lovely and pretty and special. The snake walked further into the Great Hall and went sitting at one of the large tables. He noticed Beaubelle at another table which he guessed was the Ravenclaw one. Everywhere he went he almost always noticed some family. The Rosenberg, Davenport and Waldgrave family was one big family, but they weren't that close as when he was little. The family was orginal a Swedish family and for example his father was from England and so they learned to speak the language around her good. His father had learned lots of their cousins his language. He was proud of his dad and hoped to become like him too. He had to work for it very hard and was willing to do so.

 

[Nixon Mercury]

Nixon, after another nearly sleepless night, walked into the great hall with his shoulders slumped. He knew a mostly nocturnal sleep schedule would be difficult to break to fit into a schedule that required him to be awake during the day but he did not think that mustering the energy to even get up and go to a meal would be as difficult as he now realized. He felt like some sort of robot, walking on autopilot, ignorant to his surroundings unless something was directly in front of his face at the same time he felt like he was already half asleep, mind in a dreamland with fuzzy edges who's events he could not really understand at all.

Though Nixon was managing to get used to feeling so tired, slowly but surely, and that morning despite being one of the hardest to stay awake on, was progress even if it felt like a drag to do anything but return to his dorm and sleep. Eventually Nixon sat down at one of the tables, placing his hand over his mouth as a yawn overtook him. When he breathed out afterwards he looked to the boy next to him and asked "Can you pass the peanut butter?" in a dreary voice. He did not notice that the boy he sat next to was a first year like him, that he had crossed paths with in class. Otherwise he would have tried to make proper conversation but in his current state of not noticing who the other boy was he was also too tired and hungry to say more than a few words.​

 

[Liam Waldgrave]

The blonde snake looked around and noticed how many different types there were. Blonde, brunette, black, red there were so many colours for hair he noticed. He thought all were special and every girl had some beauty. Beauty that he was drawn too and couldn't help himself. In his dream he waked up in reality when a boy asked for the peanut butter. Liam looked over to the boy and didn't knew if he saw him before or if he was in his house. It didn't seemed like it, since he wore different colours than he himself had. '' Sure, no problem man.'' 'he said nicely and inspected the boy. He seemed around the same age and thought it was friendly to introduce himself. '' I'm Liam, are you a first year too?'' he said with a smile and asked to the boy.

 

[Nixon Mercury]

As Nixon waited for an answer from the person next to him, he pulled a plate closer and used a nearby knife to spread jam over two pieces of toast. When he was halfway through spreading jam on the second piece the person responded to him. Nixon paused his movements and looked up, noticing that the other boy was around his age. That prompted him to open his mouth and ask if they were a first year but the question was instead asked for him to which the Hufflepuff simply nodded. The peanut butter was still no where near to be found despite the fact he had asked for it but Nixon did not mind, placing his half jammed toast on the plate as he gave the other boy his full and undivided attention. "I'm Nixon, it's nice to meet you Liam!" He exclaimed. "What house are you in? you know you're the first boy I've talked to here that's in my year. There are so many girls around here." Nixon added in an attempt to make conversation. It would be cool to have a friend that was also a boy and he wanted to make the most of the opportunity to get to know Liam while he could.​

 

[Liam Waldgrave]

The young snake thought it was nice to have a boy to talk too. He prefered girls more, but when he thought about it he hadn't seen many boys yet. And he could always use a wingman or something like that in needs. He grinned as the boy introduced himself and said exactly what he was thinking. He had noticed it too. But it was heaven for Liam, less competition so he could have the girls for himself. He almost forgot to pass the peanut butter, what was asked to him so he shoved it towards the boy called Nixon. '' Nice to meet you to Nixon.'' he said friendly in return. He was wondering though what he was gonna do with the peanut butter, because he already poured jam on his toast. Liam than looked up to Nixon again and went sitting more layed back. '' I'm a Slytherin, how about you? Haven't seen you in the dungeons.'' Liam didn't spoke much to his roommates he was too focused on the girls. He nodded at what Nixon said and agreed. '' That's funny I was thinking the same thing. You are the first boy I speak to too.'' Liam responded at Nixon. He was wondering if Nixon would be competition for him, but he was too confident about himself at the moment that nothing could beat him. And in this first impression Nixon seemed like a nice bro so perhaps wingman was gonna happen. '' I don't complain. Dude they are lovely. In my house there are so many pretty girls, it is like heaven.'' Liam had no idea how Nixon thought about girls. He noticed that lots of boys from his age thought girls were stupid and that kinda stuff, but he had learned to be nice to girls. And being nice brought you a lot, he could be charming he knew so they could fall for him. Liam took a toast for himself and started to spread chocolate on it.