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Mid 20s. Been here a long time, generally only join friend's rps. Constantly tired. Masc nonbinary, preference for they pronouns but he are ok too!

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"Aren't they," Sherlock grinned as he took another jelly slug. Happened to be among his favourites. Even if disliked slugs. A lot. He couldn't wait until they were old enough to go to Hogsmeade. Then he would get to visit honeydukes... The sweets in there sounded amazing. "She is one of the four founders of Hogwarts and was in charge of Ravenclaw house." He smiled. "I should probably explain more. Basically there were four founders of Hogwarts - Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw and Helga Hufflepuff. They each selected students to be in their houses for school and that's how it all started. Basically everything is done in houses. You're always in class with your house and usually one more, you share a dorm with the other members of your house in the same year and of the same gender, there are specific dining tables for the houses but I think it is possible to sit with friends at other houses after the first night... It's pretty big. There's also the house tournament, where the house with the most points wins, and the quidditch tournament. I don't know anything about quidditch and I don't care. If you wan to know about that ask Lestrade, he's on the team. He'll be captain next year when the current one leaves undoubtedly. I can explain about each of the houses if you really want though." He tried not to laugh as John asked about the picture leaving. "Well you wouldn't expect her to stay in your card the whole time? She does have other things to do... She's undoubtedly gone on a trip to join someone else in a picture. Probably another card. They quite like to visit their fellow paintings and pictures."
I know it is xD I didn't think I shipped it... Was in constant denial but I kept on thinking about how cute it was when Mycroft calls him Gregory rather than Greg and just their entire relationship and squee I definitely ship it xD No denying it now
"That is true," Sherlock replied with a shrug as he opened the packet of jelly slugs and chewed on one while he replied to John concerning those very things. "They don't actually taste like slugs. They're basically gummy sweets that look like slugs. I think they're similar to the muggle... Jelly snakes? I think." He swallowed with a smile. "They're nice, though. Unhealthy but nice. Not like slugs... Which are pretty horrible." He made a face. He may or may not have tried eating a slug when he was younger as an experiment. Because, after all, snails were a delicacy in France so maybe slugs would be nice. Turned out that they really were not. Safe to say that had never happened again. He grimaced slightly as he reached for his liquorice wand, taking a few bites and eating it. It was okay... He'd never been all that fond of liquorice. Preferred other sweets. He was quite glad Mycroft had left before the food trolley had come. He wouldn't approve even though he ate copious amounts. Far more than Sherlock did.
"No problem," Sherlock replied in a mumble as he finished his pumpkin pasty. "I normally wouldn't buy this much anyway but today I'm hungry..." He looked a bit miffed about that. After all hunger normally didn't bother him too much. He ate now and then when it suited. He was sure that this would be enough to last the day. He would need his mind later so he didn't want to slow it down to much. "Yes, as you can see," Sherlock laughed lightly as the chocolate frog launched itself at John's face. "There's also a chocolate frog card in there. I would recommend taking it because quite a lot of people collect them..." He had, once, but stopped when he'd realised it was a waste of his time. Slightly childish, too, but he could see why the other children would do it. "And yeah it takes a while to get used to the fact that it moves." He opened on of his own, quick to grab the frog and pop it in his mouth before it had any chance to escape. "No, it's literally just a wand made of liquorice. Bit disappointing if you ask me. That and the jelly slugs are pretty normal."
Sherlock rummaged around in the pocket of his coat, pulling out a small bag with coins in it. His parents had given him a small amount for food on the way there and then he'd managed to steal some off Mycroft, so he had plenty. "I'll have a box of every flavoured beans, two cauldron cakes, two pumpkin pasties, a bag of jelly slugs, two liquorice wands and six chocolate frogs." He quickly counted out the money, quite thankful that he had enough, and handed it over to the lady. He took the food he was given and place it on the table next to the window. He pushed one cauldron cake, a pumpkin pasty, a liquorice wand and three of the chocolate frogs over to John's side, taking his own and leaving the beans and jelly slugs in the middle for them to just take.
"Most of it is good, but the chocolate frogs hop about a bit so make sure not to lose them... Also there are some pretty nasty flavoured beans so I'd be wary..." He trailed off, taking a bite out of his pasty. He was surprisingly hungry, something that didn't happen too often. Sherlock wasn't one for eating for the sake of it. Slowed him down so he only really did it when necessary. Now seemed necessary. He was eating with John. And he had bought John food, which made him feel good. He had decided not to commnt on the fact John didn't have money... It was probably not the best thing to talk about. Sherlock, after all, was pretty well off.
"Yes," Sherlock made a face. "Just... blech, no. I don't like the whole dating concept." He shrugged. "And I would not describe Lestrade as nice... But he is certainly nicer than Mycroft. And better. And no offence taken, I don't like my brother much. So talk about him however you want to." He tilted his head slightly, watching John. "And he is demanding... He wants to go into the ministry and then run it undoubtedly. At least what Lestrade wants to do is a decent enough job. And there's no need to look nervous, not much will offend me." It was true. He'd been through enough bullying in his muggle school to be able to just ignore most things. But then again he was sure if John... Said something nasty to him it was more likely to affect him. He was already beginning to see John as a friend. He had generally avoided having friends. He didn't get on with many people, they were idiots to him and they all found him odd. And after a while he'd tried to cut himself off so he wouldn't get hurt any more. He may only be eleven but he was already pretty good at just ignoring his emotions. Pretending they weren't there and stuff. He glanced out the window, not really interested by what they were going past. He didn't see why people got so amazed by their surroundings. It was just landscapes. "I wonder when the food trolley will get here... I could do with some sugar."
"He is so insufferable that it is necessary," Sherlock scowled. "But I do not think that it is hilarious, John." He tilted his head. How could John find they exchange between Mycroft and him entertaining? How could anything to do with Mycroft be entertaining.
"It gets quite annoying for those around them," Greg added with a slight face to go along with his words before smiling at Mycroft, squeezing his hand slightly. "Of course we do. This is going to be worse next year when you are actually the head boy, won't it? All the bossiness." He didn't seem at all upset about it, though, still smiling. "Bye, John. And yes, hopefully I will see you again." He smiled. If John became something like a friend to Sherlock then that was a definite.
At John's confused look in his direction Sherlock just made a slight gagging motion. It wouldn't answer John's confusion but it was basically his reaction to Greg and Mycroft's whole relationship. Then again he wasn't really one who had any understanding of something... romantic. It was all too sappy for him and disgusting and at the moment at the age of eleven he had no wish to even think about it. The possibility of being friends with someone was bad enough.
"I am sorry, Loki," Thor replied in return. He didn't really have anything to say. "And I would rather not, brother, I am enjoying the time in your company." His smile was slightly teasing. "That would explain it then because I definitely do not remember that." He looked slightly confused then just shrugged. "No I do not brother," Thor replied with a smile. "Not any more. And I would not be able to... Jane tried to make me watch one once and it did not go so well. She ended up sending me out of the house." He looked a bit like a sad puppy at that. "And yes, I left because I couldn't stand watching a movie or remaining in the house of Stark any longer," he replied so seriously, before laughing.

"Geez, thanks Thor," Tony rolled his eyes. "And I'm sure Thor will be able to help you. And I'm here if needed, of course. Though Thor is the stronger one. Obviously." He frowned. "I hope not... That would be pretty terrible." Poor Loki, if that happened. If he or Thor got ill or something... It could be pretty bad. There would be a lot of miserable people in the tower. "And yeah, fresh air will probably do you a lot of good. And me. I feel like I haven't been out for a while." He shrugged. "If you guys just follow me." He opened the door, waiting for the two of them. They would take the lift up. It would definitely be the easiest. Thor put his arm under Loki's and around his back, helping his brother stand up as he did. He was prepared to carry him if it was needed.

(Sorry its short, I'm tired)
Sherlock rolled his eyes slightly but smiled at John's teasing. Unusual, for him. But John made him smile. Sherlock liked John. He wanted to be his friend. But... They definitely wouldn't be in the same house. Sherlock didn't particularly want to be a Gryffindor or Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw so that left one option... Slytherin. And if John was in Gryffindor things wouldn't be too good. Everyone knew about the rivalry there.
"Just wanted to check on him, make sure he wasn't causing mischief yet," Greg replied to Mycroft with a smile and a shrug. Although what he had found was quite... Nice. Sherlock had been talking to someone and it hadn't been in a particularly nasty manner either. Greg had known Sherlock for a while, through Mycroft, and never had he seemed to have anything close to a friend.
"That's none of your business, Mycroft," Sherlock glared at his older brother. He knew Greg popping in was bad news and undoubtedly heralded the coming of Mycroft. Greg was like... Some kind of Mycroft magnet. Sherlock returned his gaze back to John. "Just ignore anything that my older brother says... He thinks he's very important and knows everything but he isn't and doesn't and nobody likes him very much."
"I like him, Sherlock," Greg sighed slightly, folding his arms.
"You don't count, Lestrade."
"I don't know, it all seems irrelevant to me and rather idiotic of them," Sherlock shrugged. He truthfully didn't know. He could see how logically the best wizards should come from those with pureblood but if a brilliant wizard had two muggle parents then that was no different. Just probably less likely to happen. But it did happen.

"Nice to meet you, John," Greg smiled, shaking his hand. "I'm assuming you're a first year as well as Sherlock? Let me just say welcome to Hogwarts. Also, word of warning, Sherlock has a tendency to get bored so he may seem sort of nice just now but he will get more annoying later on in the journey." He shot a fond smile in the direction of the dark haired boy, who just scowled again. "I'm a prefect at the school so if you have anything you want to know just ask me."

"Or me, and you'll probably get a more intelligent answer," Sherlock put in, From what he could tell about John he would be sorted into Gryffindor which would mean he would be in the same house as Greg, or he would be sorted into Hufflepuff. The first one could be advantageous because Sherlock would be able to get to Gryffindor through Greg so he could see John... And Greg would watch out for John. Although Sherlock found it weird that he wanted someone to look out for John and make sure he knew what was what. He was still confused about the fact he wanted a friend.
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