It was always odd to be back home in the middle of the year, when Ravenclaw Tower was as much home as any could be. Plucked out of the routine of classes for just a few days was always disorienting, though naturally he was pleased to see the rest of the family - and their parents were delighted to have everyone home at once.
He was sure their minds would soon change on that matter, when the squabbling started. Morris had already managed to nearly upend the room Quentin and Nelson shared while they were gone: all the stuff they had left behind during the year was in the wrong places. He expected Morris was snickering somewhere about it, but he hadn’t found him yet to give him a decisive kick.
He’d actually been hoping to go walking out on the Heath, or at least practice his beating in the private walled garden they had, but it had been raining all morning and he wasn’t that desperate yet. Instead, he scuffed his way down the stairs, looking for Morris or for something to do, whichever he found first.
Instead, the first life form he found was Eloquence (the better twin of the pair, Nelson usually thought, but particularly at this moment) so he drifted in through her door - she was the only girl, she had her own of course - a great deal more quietly than he had been on the stairs, not sure whether she’d noticed him. She looked... involved... in something.
He sidled in a little further until she noticed him at last, and offered her a small wave in greeting, before flopping facedown on the end of his older sister’s bed, while no one else was here to mock him for it.
He was sure their minds would soon change on that matter, when the squabbling started. Morris had already managed to nearly upend the room Quentin and Nelson shared while they were gone: all the stuff they had left behind during the year was in the wrong places. He expected Morris was snickering somewhere about it, but he hadn’t found him yet to give him a decisive kick.
He’d actually been hoping to go walking out on the Heath, or at least practice his beating in the private walled garden they had, but it had been raining all morning and he wasn’t that desperate yet. Instead, he scuffed his way down the stairs, looking for Morris or for something to do, whichever he found first.
Instead, the first life form he found was Eloquence (the better twin of the pair, Nelson usually thought, but particularly at this moment) so he drifted in through her door - she was the only girl, she had her own of course - a great deal more quietly than he had been on the stairs, not sure whether she’d noticed him. She looked... involved... in something.
He sidled in a little further until she noticed him at last, and offered her a small wave in greeting, before flopping facedown on the end of his older sister’s bed, while no one else was here to mock him for it.
