Second floor common room- Wednesday evening

[imawizard]

This had been the strangest day Harry had had since he was here, and he'd gone to the common room to decompress. Maybe watch something. Maybe talk to people.

And what happened was he decided he was gonna get on a broom and play Quidditch in the common room sooooooo there was that.


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[imawizard]

"I didn't try to!" Harry returned. "And this is really weird when you keep turning young."

[noonedecidesmyfate]

"You don't need to look at me if it bothers you," Belle pointed out snippily (even though she was the one who came in to this room after he was already here), giving Harry a look she normally reserved only for Five.

[imawizard]

"Oh! No, you're not bad to look at. In fact you're really nice to look at," Harry said.

It was just weird when she kept turning little!

[noonedecidesmyfate]

Sorry about this, Harry.

"Thank you," tiny Belle said politely.

[imawizard]

Harry just sighed.

Just. Sighed. Nothing else.

[noonedecidesmyfate]

That was a very offensive sigh, Harry.

"Am I boring you??"

[imawizard]

SIGHING WAS BETTER THAN THE ALTERNATIVE RIGHT THEN.

"Not at all!" Harry said. "I think we're having an excellent conversation!"

[noonedecidesmyfate]

"I do too," Belle told him, tiny yet again.