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"So you are smitten for the new Prefect?"
"I wouldn't say... smitten," A familiar crimson red haired ex tyrant blushed as he sunk deeper into his gray chair, "I just tolerate her." Riddle spoke underneath his breath as laughter was heard from the seat to his left; causing Riddle to quickly glance over to see what the laughter was about.
Kalim, who's grin rivaled the brightness of the sun, laughed as he reminisced fondly over the memory of the female when they met, "(Y/N) is a really sweet and polite lady! I wouldn't blame you for being smitten!"
Riddle—who had now sat up straight in his chair—turned to the delusional Scarabia dorm leader while shaking his head, "Kalim, like I said... I am not smitten over (Y/N). Also, polite is not a word I would use to describe her. That is for sure."
Slowly raising a pale, skinny arm an unfamiliar fiery, blue haired introvert unknowingly turned the conversation to him by saying, "Umm... Who is (Y/N)...?" The male spoke in a wavering tone as five pairs of eyes hit him causing him to sink into his chair.
"Idia, she is the new prefect of Ramshackle Dorm," Vil interjected as he judgmentally glared at the introverted Ignihyde Housewarden, "She also helped to return Riddle to his normal state after his overblot."
Riddle sighed while looking down at the table saddened, "I was hoping you all didn't bring that up."
"I call to order this meeting of housewardens. Our agenda today concerns the October Spelldrive tournament," Crowley exclaimed as he slammed the door open—successfully catching the gossiping Housewarden's off guard. Crowley's cane authoritatively hit the ground as he walked towards the oval shaped table, "Let us begin with the report from the head of the tournament planning committee, Mr. Ashengrotto of Octavinelle house."
The silver-haired, glasses wearing Octavinelle student stood from the table. Smiling politely, Azul stood straight and confident as he spoke, "I am Azul Ashengrotto, and it is my honor to lead the planning committee." Azul's tranquil face then shifted into a serious one as he began to talk with his hands, "To begin, I am pleased to announce that we have fully booked the grounds surrounding the coliseum. All of the kiosk space allotted to both internal organizations and external businesses is now full." Azul explained calmly.
Kalim, flailing his arms into the air—causing his oversized cardigan to bunch up at the elbows—cheered as he exclaimed, "Sweet! This tournament should be a real lively one, then. Good job Azul!" The energetic 2nd year complimented Azul causing the silver haired boy to smirk.
"All invitations to various royalty have been sent, and public tickets are selling briskly," Azul continued as he crossed his arms over his chest, "And, as in past years, we have received numerous requests to cover the event from both television stations and print media."
