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Edric was left in a bit of a daze as he journeyed from the stool situated at the head of the Great Hall and journeyed down the rows until he found his opening. As comforting as the hat's words had been, it didn't have Callidora and Remington Nott as family. Glancing back and forth down the table, it looked like a few of the first years were getting to know each other, several older students were knitted in groups but everyone had a smile on their face and were making friends. He smiled too, slow and small and shy as it was. He wanted to talk to them, all of them, but he was nervous. Did they hear his name? Make the connection? 'Boy Goes Missing' was in all the headlines for a while, that's what his real family told him anyway. It was hard to imagine that he had been considered missing for so long; he had always been right there in London. Had anyone even tried to look for him? Edric had to stop himself but the sides of his temple were already throbbing, the cheering students only made it worse. The young boy wrapped his arms around himself, curled his legs against his chest and huddled up inside of his brand new robes. He wished Wallis would join him, but didn't want his brother to get in trouble, being prefect. It'd be easier though, that's for sure. Easier to just be and not sit inside of his head too afraid to do anything else.

Edric smiled and nodded, he could relate. Slytherin wasn't a bad house and ideally, he knew that, but it meant things, it had pretext. It was like a self-fulfilling prophecy. Because, in that house, doors would open much easier than it would for one in Hufflepuff. ”Yeah, I really didn't want to go there either.” Edric laughed, which was easier to do now that the fear was gone. ”Nothin' against them anyway, bu', common room sounds pretty shite.” He poked his other arm out, and after some debate, unraveled himself and his legs from the black and yellow cocoon. At the mention of being twins, Edric stretched his neck out a bit more to try and find the colorful haired boy, just to try and have something of a face to the name and title as “brother.” ”Twin?” He repeated with something of a smile on his face. ”So do you have your own language, or is that only identical twins?” He always wished he had an identical twin. Someone to switch places with. Someone that would always understand. The metamorphagus thing was pretty wicked, but, anyone could do that with a bit of spell practice. Looking exactly like someone else is a bit more complicated than a few Charms spells. ”My bruv's Wallis, he's one of the new prefects this year. And, hey, I think you're pretty outgoing, I mean, you did start talking to me first.”