Chapter Forty Seven

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A new school year, the same campus dorm, same dorm room, a new roommate. I was looking forward to meeting my new roommate since my last roommate had graduated last year. We hadn't really got along since she had been the kind of girl that liked her space, even though she always seemed to make it as messy as possible. Hopefully the next girl would be a bit tidier. I hated messy rooms.

I glanced at my sheet of paper with the regular dorm information and noticed that my roommate was a fifth year – the same year as me. I expected to be getting a first year. That was sometimes possible. I put the paper on my desk next to one of the boxes from home and headed back down to the car. I grabbed the last box and hugged my dad goodbye before heading to my room.

"Let me get that for you." A guy said, taking the box from me as soon as I opened the door to my room. He put it on my bed, turning and holding out a hand with a big smile on his face. "Hi, I'm Mark. I'm your roommate's brother. She's Mary."

"I can introduce myself." A girl told him. She jumped off the other bed and came to stand next to her brother, smiling anyway. "I'm Mary. This bumbling idiot is my brother, Mark. We're twins. I would say that you wouldn't have to put up with him much, but his rooms across the hall."

"Nice to meet you both. I'm Imogen." I replied to them both. Then, I smiled at Mark. "Mark, thanks for helping with the box. How come the two of you got transferred here? I would have remembered two twins from last year."

"Dad moved because of work and we came here because none of the schools around where we moved to were within an hour driving distance." Mark explained. There was a knock on the door and I turned around, spotting Fitzwilliam Darcy in the doorway. He and I had been friends for years and knew each other quite well. "Hey, Fitz."

"Hey, Mark. Hi, Imogen. You must be Mary, it's nice to meet you. I was wondering where my roommate went." Fitz replied, stepping into the room. He held a hand out to Mary, who smiled at him as she shook his hand. It looked like she was a nice enough person. Hopefully it wouldn't be too hard to get along with her.

"He's not in here." Mark answered, folding his arms over his chest and smirking at Fitz.

"Oh, really now?" Fitz questioned, raising an eyebrow. "Well, you look an awful lot like him. I thought you said you were a twin, not a triplet."

"Regardless, I've decided that I'm going to stay here with the girls." Mark replied, pulling Mary and me so we were squished against him. I was a little confused for a moment but it was good that Fitz looked like he was about to laugh.

"You're sleeping on the floor then." I told him, getting out of his grip and going over to my bed to start unpacking my stuff. There was a couple of shelves at the head of my bed, so, I started pulling stuff from one of my suitcases. The books, DVD's and Pop! Vinyl's went on the shelves, filling them up with ease.

"No way, is that the Smaug one? Can I see?" Mark questioned, sounding excited. I turned and handed it to him. He looked over it like it was a piece of gold. Mary rolled her eyes, but she smiled all the same. I guessed that this was just something that she was used to. "I was looking for this one for ages. I have the Bilbo one. Did you hear that Sherlock ones are going to be released soon?"

"I know. I pre-ordered the two Sherlock Holmes. I know that they are really similar but I wanted both." I laughed, putting Smaug back on the shelf and finishing filling them up. I sat on the bed. "Have you seen all the seasons?"

"Of course. Have you seen 'Many Happy Returns'?" He asked. I nodded. "It was brilliantly filmed. The timings were spot on."

"Mark, don't you have boxes to unpack?" Mary wondered aloud. He turned to her, looking a little sheepish. "Go on, otherwise you won't have made your bed."

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