<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/7e/21/d4/7e21d4b03e83e91ed797a066eceea630.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Jack Sullivan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16093466#msg16093466)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>September 9th 2022 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hogwarts Express<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A brown leather jacket, checkered button up shirt, and some jeans (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0003/2725/4068/products/driggs-leather-jacket-brown-_2-of-10_2000x.jpg?v=1577374590)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Introductions<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robbie Chapman, Open<br/><hr/>Robbie repeated Jack's words with what seemed to be a sign of affection. Perhaps he'd been subject to terms like muggles. Which may seem harmless enough to wizards who'd been using the term for generations but to Jack always had a smugness to it. Or Jack was just inserting his feelings onto a stranger. A situation that was just as likely as anything else. Robbie did seem to be cheerful and friendly enough to Jack.<br/><br/>When he revealed that he was a late bloomer Jack nodded. He imagined then everything must be an even bigger shock. When Jack learned about everything he was still a child and still fancied such mysteries. How long was it before Robbie discovered his? Jack imagined spending another half of his life believing all of it was fantasy and then having the rug pulled out from under him. It'd have taken much more to convince him and accept everything, he couldn't imagine the whirlwind Robbie must be going through. It had to be equal parts exciting and terrifying.<br/><br/>"That's a proper attitude to take with it. If you ever need help I'm sure you can rely on your housemates for it." Jack said, trying to encourage the attitude. A good prefect did that right? "Might find me in the library if you're sorted into a different house." He added offering to help.<br/><br/>"I'm rubbish with potions, but I fancy myself gifted at D.A.D.A., ooh that's Defense Against the Dark Arts," he said realizing mid-thought that a<em>late bloomer probably wasn't used to the acronyms yet.</em><br/><br/>"Charms too for that matter, though most come to me for muggle studies being a mug-" he stopped himself mid-sentence. He wasn't a muggle-born at all he'd since learned. Yet having called himself one for so long was a habit that died hard. "Was raised by a non-magical family, you might find a similar scenario considering you background " he said, knowing that probably sounded odd but it was more for Jack then Robbie he'd corrected himself.<br/><br/>"There are always rumors of a dragon being brought on for care for magical creatures, but we'll see if this is the year the rumors are for real." Jack said in response to Robbie's question about dragons. They could be dangerous and even with adults, there had to be a good risk of getting seriously hurt or worse. Still maybe if you got into those advanced classes in year 3 visiting dragons might be part of it? Seemed as likely as anything.<br/><br/>"Yeah something like that, but honestly I've made friends with enough folks from other houses to know there must be more to it. Most folks could fit into other houses I think." He explained. As if Slytherins couldn't be courageous or Ravenclaws couldn't value honest hard work. Jack thought temperament must have a bigger influence on it. Or it was entirely arbitrary and just a means of promoting greater academic study by making a competition and the students themselves added extra importance to the sorting.<br/><br/>"I'm a Gryffindor by the way, and will be one of your prefects if you get sorted into the red and gold. So do feel free to ask me as much as you like. It's my responsibility to look out for younger students after all" Jack said, not intending to sound so proud of himself but it would come through obviously. Only so many prefect roles could go around and he'd done good enough to represent his house. It was hard not to be happy at the recognition. He'd fall silent ready to answer any more curveballs Robbie threw his way.<br/>