<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QnmR31H.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Curtis "Curt" Roark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14654145#msg14654145)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff 7th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10'', Dogwood, Unicorn Hair, very stiff and straight (https://pm1.narvii.com/6506/c464ab22ecb450fbb6fea0aab93986aa74e2fa00_hq.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Avatar Full Length (https://i.imgur.com/luxQ671.png)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Tuesday, September 3rd, 2019 | Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hufflepuff Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Moody Curt...Lounging...Nothing Much.<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bad Reputation - Joan Jett (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4XTkt5riFqs)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Addison Snow</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Yesterday was the 'first day' back at school, but today was the first full day of classes. Curt wasn't feeling it yet. He remembered how amazing it was the first time he walked into a classroom here. It wasn't like magic had gotten boring, but there was just a lot to think about. First was the fucking hot mess this past summer had been. Second was the fact that this was technically his last year and career expectations would be bearing down on them soon enough. Thirdly, and last, was this tournament business. Curt had a lot to think about and that wasn't something he enjoyed doing. He wasn't stupid and he was perfectly willing to put in work for the things he wanted, but it just felt like a lot all at once.<br/><br/>Summer messes aside, he'd tried to talk to his parents about his plans for the future and nothing he said seemed to spark that immediate support in them the way it did his siblings. They didn't think he could take care of himself just doing stunts and they weren't keen on the idea of him wanting to open a wizarding bar of some sort. Both were financially risky endeavors and one kept him further away from his family since they weren't magical. As sucky as it was, Curt had an idea in mind of his future and he planned on going for it. Not that being confident in his plans helped make anything better.<br/><br/>Sneaking back to the Hufflepuff common room during his free period, it was mostly quiet for the time being. People would be out reconnecting with friends and just enjoying the castle grounds, so he was sure he had plenty of time to himself. He was lounged out sideways in one of the chairs with his legs hanging over one of the arms. Curt liked Hufflepuff. He'd been put off by the yellow at first, it just wasn't his color, but he liked how relaxed it felt. He'd been in Ravenclaw and he could only assume the other houses weren't all that different. He liked the smell of the plants and flowers. He also liked how it seemed to feel messy, without actually being messy. Everything was just kind of there. Like someone who liked to travel just sort of put all their mismatched knick-knacks all over the place. It was nice.<br/><br/>He kicked his booted feet a little as he flicked through images on his Wiztagram account. First of the year brought out all the new pictures everyone had taken over the summer. He had a backlog of images from the summer to go through and decide what to upload.