[center][h3][color=FFA500]Hyacinthus Trivett[/color][/h3]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] On The Train
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Alva Jay Zolkin [@HaleyTheRandom] & Elize Vanzant [@Aspen Wren][/center]
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[color=FFA500]"It was alright. I just kept a handkerchief with me everywhere I went. And our house elf drowned me in honeyed tea as soon as I got back home."[/color] Hyacinthus giggled, rubbing the part of his nose Alva had touched with the tip of a finger. [color=FFA500]"What did you do this summer?"[/color]

Before he could even thank Zeke for the compliment, the red-haired Slytherin was gone, leaving behind a blushing Hyacinthus with a wide, incredulous smile. He had definitely not expected Zeke, of all guys, to just compliment his hair, or to remember enough of him to mention the flower crowns he loved to wear. In his bewildered glee, the cat that suddenly appeared by his side went unnoticed, at least until it climbed onto his shoulder, little claws digging into the thick white wool of his cardigan. When he felt it, though, it made him jump a bit in his seat, and as he caught sight of the fluffy little critter while Alva pulled it into her arms, he let out a giggle he did not know he had been withholding.

Hearing Elize's voice, he turned towards her as his giggling faded, slightly more formal all of a sudden, but still smiling. [color=FFA500]"Madam president! Bonjour! How are you? You look good! Oh, I found an old book on potions for illusion-related hexes in our library. Do you think we could give it a glance in our meetings?"[/color]