Chapter 7 - Schedules (1/2)

Arth yawned and closed the book he was reading before placing it onto the desk. He stretched out his arms and let out a muffled groan. He glanced at the clock and yawned.

He had spent the entire night reading and had finished about two books. Three, counting the one he had started reading on the train.

It was seven o'clock and the sun was just about rising above the lake and mountains, painting the entire sky a warm mixture of orange and blue.

Arth realized how beautiful the view was and got entranced. He could see almost everything, from the Great Lake and mountains, to the Forbidden Forests and the fields.

Arth gently grabbed the sleeping Corvus and nudged him around in his palm to see if it would wake up.

Corvus let out a sleepy indignant peep causing Arth to laugh. He placed Corvus onto his pocket and Corvus happily snuggled in, falling into a deeper sleep.

Arth picked up his bag before making his way down to the Great Hall. Barely anyone was awake as Arth headed down and it was mostly quiet. Overall, the atmosphere seemed to be calming and fresh, something Arth enjoyed.

As he got closer to the Hall, a delightful smell tickled his nose. Breakfast had already been set on top of the tables and a few older students were already eating.

Arth sat down at the Ravenclaw table all alone and took out a book. He read as he patiently consumed his meal, occasionally sipping his mug of coffee that he had acquired.

Soon, a voice called out to him and Arth turned around to see who it was. A small man holding a bunch of papers stared back at him.

”Are you a first year?”

Arth nodded.

”Good! My name is Professor Flitwick, the house head of Ravenclaw, pleasure to meet you. What is your name?”

”Arthur.”

”Ahah! Here is your schedule! See you after breakfast!”

Professor Flitwick hurried off to find the other first years and took a look at his schedule. He was apparently in Group A, and would have Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, then a double block of Transfiguration.

As Arth looked over his schedule, he noticed that the other Ravenclaw boys had arrived. When his eyes met with theirs, they sent him a frown before sitting somewhere further down the table.

Arth paid no attention to it and began reading once more. Just as he was about to flip the page, he felt someone tap his back.

”Good morning Arth, had a good nights sleep?” It was Daphne wearing her black robes with a bright smile. ”Why are you sitting separately from the other Ravenclaws? Did you get in a fight already.”

Arth turned back toward his book. ”I didn't, they are just like that.”

Daphne raised an eyebrow before shrugging. ”You wanna come over to the Slytherin table?”

”Is that even allowed?”

”As long as we don't make a fuss about it.”

Arth sighed before grabbing his mug and book and followed Daphne to the Slytherin table. He sat down and resumed reading.

”You really do like reading don't you?”

”It's interesting.”

”I find them boring. Talking is better.”

”People have different attitudes for different things.”

”Meh, there you go sounding antisocial and smart again. Maybe I should call you book brain.”

”Do what you want.”

”Tch,” Daphne clicked her tongue as she started to eat. ”Stop being so apathetic and talk to me already. I'm going to steal your book again.”

Arth sighed and put away his book, causing Daphne to brighten up.

”There we go! Now we can finally talk like human people. Did you get your class schedules yet?”

Arth nodded and took out his schedule.