[mp] i'm in the stars tonight

Looking back toward the castle and the stairs that had skinned more than a few knees over the years, Isaac fought back as he felt Jae's arm snake around his neck. "Fuck off," He cursed, untangling himself as the other wizard pushed him. "That right there," Isaac began, turning to point at his friend as he bragged about getting a better grade (debatable), "... Is why none of the other Hufflepuffs like you." The Slytherin gave Jae a rude little smirk and shrugged as he turned back around.

"Not that you would fit in with us snakes, either, though." Isaac offered as they reached the doors to the castle. The old wood creaked as it opened, but the smells from the kitchens wafted through the entry hall, and the warmth of the castle was welcome. Isaac stopped in the doorway, aware that he was letting the cold night air in and not caring, as he took another jab at Jae. "No, please, tell anyone you want." Isaac had never pretended to be less intelligent than he was, and he didn't care if his classmates knew it. In truth, he wanted them to know so that he could rub it in their faces. Jae included. "Tell them all about how Isaac Hackney, a Slytherin with a bad reputation, whooped your ass on the last transfigurations exam."

A low chuckle escaped his lips before he stepped into the castle, his muddy sneakers leaving little puddles on the stone floor. "Think they still have dinner out?"

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Jae held on a bit longer than necessary, putting all of his weight on Isaac's shoulders just to annoy him a little more as he grinned quietly. He rolled his eyes for the effect. "Well I don't like them either so we're even," he retorted immediately, truth in his words. He really didn't think he fit in well with his house. Not to mention that he hated sorting people based on a magical hat. How absurd was that??

It was Jae's turn to flip off his friend as they breezed through the large doors to the school's entrance, his grin dropping slowly. "Yeah, yeah, you're all too cool, I get it," he muttered sarcastically, trying to blow off the comment, but he couldn't quite help that it felt like it hit too close to home. He didn't feel like a Hufflepuff, didn't fit in with the Slytherins, wasn't smart enough for the Ravenclaws, and the Gryffs were all annoying.. well almost all of them anyway. He clenched his jaw as each step he took past the house cup counters reminded him that he just didn't fit.

"Yeah I'll tell them that and that you get a hard on for Rupert Hartwood anytime you hear one of his songs," he threw at his friend with a smirk before disappearing into the Great Hall to snag some food.

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