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——— “You look ridiculous,” Emma says as she sinks down beside him, arranging her robes with an absent flick of her wrist. There’s plenty of room on Charles’ bench on the account of their fellow housemates pointedly refusing to sit near him even if it makes them cramped. “You’re turning yourself into a social pariah.”
“The game started half an hour ago,” Charles says without looking up. His Transfiguration textbook is propped open in his lap, incongruous with the rest of the screaming crowd holding banners and waving snake-shaped windsocks.
“I had to do my hair,” Emma says unconcernedly. “Really, Charles, you don’t even like Quidditch.”
Charles has to wait to respond on the account of Slytherin scoring another goal: around them, their housemates go wild, screaming and cheering as the Chasers do a quick victory loop overhead. “It’s not so bad. Just because my family doesn’t own a team—”
“Two teams, actually,” Emma says with a smirk, “Father bought the Harpies just before last season, remember?”
“Hey Charles!” A blur of crimson heralds Erik’s arrival, and the Slytherin section boos loudly as he comes to a stop hovering overhead. “Oh shut it, you cowardly pit of—”
“Don’t harass the fans, darling,” Charles calls up to him. “You don’t want to get kicked out of the game.”
Erik grins. It’s all teeth. “Anyway, watch this!”
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bedtime sketch. dont take it seriously i just wanted to do arms and that specific shirt cut