Year 1 - Dynamics - A Harry Potter Fic.

Part 2- Jay's POV

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(The Hufflepuff Common Room)(Jay's PoV)

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The Hufflepuff common room was warm and smelled like home-cooked meals, thanks to it being near the kitchen. A fire cracked between two perfectly circle doors, with a painting of a plump woman hanging above it. Under the painting, the name 'Helga Hufflepuff' is inscribed on a gold plate. There was a small coffee table in front of the fire, accompanied by a worn leather love-seat and three big comfortable chairs. The ceiling was low with many plants hanging down, the entire room radiated with positive energy as well as buzzing excitement from the other first years.

"Alright first years." Henry Jones spoke up to get our attention.

"The dorms are separated by gender. Girls on the right of the fire and boys on the left. Your luggage is already by your bed."

"If a boy tries to sneak into the girl's dorm, the door will not open and vice versa." He steps aside, "Now go get settled."

The other first-years pushed past me, I stood there zoning out.

"Hey, first year. What's wrong?" Henry asked, leaning against the couch.

"What?" It came out shakier than I wanted.

"Can you speak up?" he said, stepping closer.

I cleared my throat, "I said 'what?"

"Oh well, you were just kind of standing there.." Jones laughed.

"Oh, sorry." My cheeks flushed, "I was just zoning out. I'm fine. "

"Oh, okay. Don't worry then." Henry said.

I stepped forward to unpack, and I didn't know which dorm to go to. I wasn't exactly paying attention. "Uh, one last thing Henry?"

"Yeah?"

"Which dorm is it?"

"It's on the left of the fire, your package should already be there." He jerks his head to the left dorm door.

"Thanks."

"No problem, First-Year." He says waving me off. "Now go unpack."

I rush into the dorm, waving at the three other boys in there with me. My bed -a four-post bed, covered in a patchwork quilt- is in the far left corner, wedged between it, on the bed my trunk, and the wall is Lance in his new cage. This must be the one the school enchants to clean itself. To the right of the bed, a four-drawer dresser with a small lamp on top, and yet another plant in between the dresser and the bed.

As I take in my new living situation, someone taps me on my shoulder.

"Hey, I'm Justin." the boy says.

"Uh, hi... I'm Jay." I put my hand out for a shake.

The boy takes it and smiles, "I'm in the bed next to you. It's a pleasure."

"The pleasure's all mine."I return a polite smile. I feel Justin's eyes look me up and down. My hands start to get sweaty, as I pray that my binder is doing its job.

Justin laughs and rubs his neck. He looks over to the other two boys in the room, who are engulfed in a conversation already. "Twins." He sighs and turns his attention back to me, "You look just about as confused as I feel. Muggle-born?"

"Sadly, and I've already run into Draco Malfoy."

Justin sucks in air through his teeth, "That's rough. He's a real jack ass isn't he?"

"From my interaction with him? That about sums it up. I think the guy hates me." Not knowing what to do with my hands, I shove them into my pockets. I hope he doesn't hate me, I don't need more people blindly hating me than I already do.

"Well," Justin starts, "How about we stick together? That pompous asshole can't do too much harm if there's two of us."

I laugh and nod my head, "That would be great."