The Year of the Revolution VIII. The Return to Innocence

26. Things in the head

When they finished, Sev took a few minutes of solitude to go to the bathroom and recover from the emotions of the intense morning. Boof... and I thought I would be relaxed today... I'm going to take the next few days very calmly, I'm going to cancel everything that isn't essential and use the Time Turner as little as possible. Maybe I'll leave learning to Obliviate for another time. Overall, I don't need it yet, I can do it when I get back in September.

Also tonight I'm going to retire at a reasonable hour, as soon as things start to get too out of hand. The party is going to start at eight, it's enough for me staying until twelve or one, when the third years leave. This way I'll avoid as much as possible what awaits me as Valerie has warned me, and Deborah and Paul also have time ahead of them to continue enjoying themselves.

I don't even feel like going to London with those who Apparate anymore, there are going to be a lot of Raves and no one in the family was planning to go. Let's see if Hippolyta has already decided what she wants to do, and in any case, I can rest or read, maybe for a while with Ariel, and finish the 'Homage to Catalonia' book and thus not have to borrow it all summer.

Very good, I'm much better now. Let's have lunch, I'm starving. He returned to the Great Hall, all the tables except the Sly one, even the teachers', were empty. When he entered they cheered him. Ugh... how irritating... "To lunch!" he shouted at them. "Calm down!"

The entire table laughed. I have lost all authority, what a trashy Head, no one listens to me anymore.

"Have you seen, Prince?" Brad exclaimed. "The Great Hall for us alone!"

"I already see it, also worthy of the front page in The Prophet."

Those who heard him laughed.

"And not only that, the Rave team has sat down with us!"

"That is really worthy of the front page in The Daily Prophet!" exclaimed Sev.

Cheers again. Booff... I'm not going to pay any attention to them, they're all excited. The victory, coming from the field shouting slogans, the reception in the Great Hall, the prospect of the party, too many emotions...

He came to his place and sat between Ariel and Hippolyta. He greeted the first, "Hello, honey, I haven't spoken to you all morning. What did you think of the match?"

"Very short, Sev, I would have liked it to have been longer."

"Yeah, me too. It's Hippolyta, she's too good. She could have caught the Snitch even sooner."

"Yes, she already told us, that she did it so that we could see her from the stands."

"Yes, she told me too," Sev confirmed. "Have you noticed her or the Chasers?"

"Everything, Sev, I have seen the three goals and the three attempts of the Raves."

"Wow... what a machine. I am not able to focus on everything at once."

"Because you haven't gone to a Quidditch match since your first year, you're not used to it."

"Of course, that's why, and also because I'm dumber than you," said the oldest.

"That is not true."

"Yes, yes it is. I haven't even tried."

"Well, you'll do it next year," the boy excused him.

"Sure, I'll do it. You've almost finished the first dish, is it rich today?"

"You know that it almost always seems rich to me."