[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=Gold]Artemis “Arty” Harrington[/color][/b][/h3]
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[b][color=gold]Location:[/color][/b] Great Hall, Hufflepuff Table
[b][color=gold]Magic:[/color][/b]Legilimency[/center][hr]

[color=gold]“I’m totally mega!”[/color] Arty chirped, his good mood boiling over into jitters. He threaded his arm into his best friend’s as they walked to the Great Hall. He didn’t have the memory anymore, he wasn’t in pain, he got picked out specially by Dumbledore, and his best friend was talking to him again after the whole debacle. He couldn’t be anything but totally mega! He rubbed at his stomach when it protested its emptiness before they entered. [color=gold] “I can’t wait for this wicked feast! Sweets are not enough for a growing bloke!”[/color] 

The Sorting was as exciting as ever and Arty cheered extra loudly for one of their newest, Chiara. He was glad to see her get accepted into the friendliest of the Houses, in his opinion. All her concerns would disappear once the feast broke and everyone had some time to greet the new comers at the dorm. When the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor took the stage, Arty stared in awe. Professor Bhengani was definitely confident in her abilities and wasn’t shy about displaying that. It was such an odd contrast to their other resident inspiringly terrifying Professor McGonagall that Arty couldn’t help a giggle escape. [color=gold] “You can do magic wandlessly? That’s so sick!”[/color] Arty leaned to whisper in Georgina’s ear. [color=gold] “But, uh, you don’t think she’ll actually do that, right? Like, no wands at all?”[/color]  That idea made him a little nervous. After all, his wand chose him, right? Why wouldn’t he work with it?

Some movement at the Slytherin caught his attention once everyone could tuck in, making him pause halfway through scooping potatoes on his plate. Snyde was shoving first years [i]already[/i]. He huffed a little and sent a meaningful look across the space between the tables at him. The pair had set up a system their first year that they sat across from each other at the same spot of the opposite tables, facing each other. Made linking up a little easier. [color=gold][i] ‘The daft cow is at it already. Synde’s shoving first years to find a seat. Can’t tell if her little cult finally kicked her out or if she’s just feeling dickish.’[/i][/color] He sent over their link with an eye roll and shoveled a spoonful of food into his face eagerly.