It was the first night at Hogwarts for the group of boys. There were seven of them in total. They all looked giddy and excited and eager to spend this first night in high spirits, apart from the skinny pale kid in black night robes who was staring out the window like a retarded puppy. He was taller than all the others with greasy red hair falling across his face and deep green eyes. His hair was proper red, unnaturally so. The others stopped bothering with him after a while. His name was Ingemar Hedley and he was weird.
Then again, Nathan Blaze was pretty weird as well. He had dark skin, black hair and was thin and tall and seemed to have a stereotypical teenage gangster feel to him already by age 11. He was on the other side of the window to Ingemar and looked like he was going to throw something at the poor kid. The next bed along was taken up by an attractive lad with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was one of the shortest in the room, but he was heavily built with a strong jaw and an unnervingly wicked smirk as he took in his new room mates, or perhaps victims. He was Bernard Cooper.
Rokuro Suspicious was spread eagle on the next bed along, lying on his back. He was small, slightly taller than Bernard, but definitely altogether the smallest in the room. He was of Asian descent, dark blue eyes hidden behind square glasses with aqua frames, his skin almost as pale as that of the quiet redhead. His black hair was in messy spikes and refused to lie flat and he had a very large teddy bear sat by his feet. The bear was called Pete. Rokuro's father worked as a teacher, but not at Hogwarts. He only saw the sod over the holidays. He had his head turned to the side so he could speak to Seth Hawthorne. Seth was a pale boy, not as pale as Rokuro, with short black hair. His build was nothing special and his eyes were dark blue. He spoke freely back to Rokuro.
Cassius McCain was a big boy, coming in between Ingemar and Nathan in terms of height. He had dark skin and curly black hair that he would straighten as he grew and was already developing a face full of acne. He looked okay as far as boys covered in acne went. He was looking in a handheld mirror and trying to pop one of his zits. Nikodemus Bradshaw-Glyn was looking on in disgust. He was another small one. The only one smaller than Bernard, in fact. He had soft, dark brown hair that curled slightly and came halfway to his shoulders. He too wore glasses. He had a marker pen in his hand that he had been using to draw on his arms. He was planning to get sleeve tattoos when he was older and was planning them already.
These seven boys would be spending the next seven years together and as they looked at one another, they wondered if they would be able to stand that long together. Nik offered a smile to the others. "Hi."
Bernard smiled back, a less wicked smile. "So this is what I have to call my dorm..."
"I saw a really hot older girl." Cassius stated, grinning.
"No muthafucka cares, man." Nathan muttered.
Rokuro got up and cuddled up to Pete the bear. He grinned. "You know what I like about this? My sister can't come in here."
Seth grinned. "He said he's afraid of her."
"My twin is a total creep. She, like, shadows me!"
Bernard laughed, lying on his front. He turned his attention to the redhead. "Oi! You! Skinny thing staring out the window!"
Ingemar's eyes didn't move. Seth sat up and started talking to Nik. They almost instantly managed to get into a disagreement. "Hey!" Bernard yelled again, chucking his shoe. It hit Ingemar in the face, who gave a startled and pained whine. Bernard was about to apologise when the redhead began snarling and hissing like a furious cat. The blond boy slid off his bed and went to sit beside Rokuro instead. "Weird kid..." He commented. The Asian boy nodded. The others stared at Ingemar, who glared back at each of them in turn. The glare was clearly because he was intimidated by the stares. Eventually he drew his curtains so he didn't have to be stared at. Cooper and Suspicious immediately burst into a chorus of laughter. McCain quickly joined in and there was a rustling at Hedley's uncomfortable squirms. Bradshaw-Glyn drew his curtains next, deciding to get some sleep. He turned out the lights around his bed and covered one ear with his pillow to block out the laughter.
Rokuro pulled Seth onto his bed to join the conversation. Those still awake spoke for a long time until Nik clicked his light on again and bellowed for silence. They were talking about quidditch now and Nik shook his head. "I don't like Quidditch. It's for insane people."
"And sadists." Ingemar agreed from behind his curtain.
"Shut up." Nik told him before turning back to the other five. "It's a game where you knock each other off brooms from 50 feet in the air with big hard balls that can kill people."
Bernard smirked. "All sports have their dangers."
"Whatz tha deal wit playin safe all tha time, biatch? Don't you know how tha fuck ta have fun?" Nathan asked, also smirking.
Cass had fallen silent when Nik had yelled. Seth was looking pissed off. "That's not all it is. Different people like different sports for different reasons. And like Bernard said, a lot of sports can be dangerous."
Nik frowned. "Shut up, I'm tired."
"I'm not." Called Ingemar's voice again. Everyone told him to shut up.
Six years later:
The boys had changed a little. Ingemar was still the tallest, followed by Bernard. The two shortest were now Seth and Rokuro. Nik had his tattoos and had exchanged glasses for contact lenses, Seth had a few facial piercings, Rokuro had streaks of blue and pink in his hair and Cassius was clear from zits. The two darker skinned boys considered themselves experts at chatting up girls. Nathan even had a girl with him there and then. Nik spent a lot of time either in the Hufflepuff common room with his girlfriend or reading on his bed. Ingemar was bullied by everyone in the dorm except Seth, and since Nik spent so much time in a book, he seldom bullied the poor sod either.
It was dark out. Ingemar was drawing Nathan and the girl he was with. He was pretty good at drawing and wanted to be an artist. He wouldn't see that dream come true, not really. While he would be able to sell a few good paintings, he would end up not even able to afford the art supplies to create the paintings. Nik was reading and trying to talk to Cass at the same time, because Cass wasn't going to leave him alone whether he replied or not. Bernard was lying back on his bed, daydreaming. Rokuro and Seth talking quietly together, both sat on Rokuro's bed. Rokuro was complaining about his parents and was actually in tears.
Things kicked off when something was thrown at the creepy artist. Nathan threw his entire school bag at him. Ingemar let out a scream as it hit him on the side of the head and he dropped his art stuff.
"Dude, quit pervin on me n' Melissa! Yo ass be a gangbangin' finger-lickin' disgustin lil creature!"
Looking like he was about to cry, Ingemar picked up his stuff and left the room in a hurry, his head bleeding a little.
"That was a bit much..." Seth muttered. Nathan glared at him and went back to his girl.
Bernard raised his head, smirking. "That was precious, man. Absolutely top notch entertainment."
"If only we'd caught it on camera." Cassius agreed softly.
Nik pulled a face. Rokuro shook his head.
"He's a total creep. He deserved it. What was he even doing?"
"Bein a gangbangin' finger-lickin' disgustin lil pervert!"
Bernard grinned. "He was satisfying his creepy, weird fetishes..."
Cassius gave an exclamation of disgust. Nik shut his book and left, muttering something about going to the toilet.
Seth shook his head. "Don't you guys have anything better to do than beat him up?"
"Hell yeah, I gots me a hoe right here, n' her big-ass booty suttin' mo' betta ta do."
"You're all idiots."
"And you're in denial." Bernard replied sharply.
Rokuro sighed. "Are his problems more important than mine? My dad works here and he's said I can't see my boyfriend any more!"
"Nobody cares about you and your big gay exploits!" Cassius snapped.
"Leave him alone!" Seth bellowed.
"Leave me alone!" Cassius hollered back.
"And now I have a headache..." Rokuro muttered.
Bernard sat up and moved his hands like he was conducting music, clearly enjoying the argument immensely. Nathan drew his curtains.
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