<strong>Name:</strong>Laurent Valeris<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Slytherin<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Cat<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Faded school robes with a fraying bottom hem.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sept. 2, 2018 morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN<br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>The hat's songs had never resonated with Laurent. He'd always ignored its musings, figuring them for paranoia developed over centuries of sitting on a shelf as headmasters received whispers of bad news, never bothering to invite the hat to the jubilant celebrations that meant the end of fear. The hat had a skewed sample, in Laurent's mind. So by the morning, Laurent gave the prophecy no more thought than he gave to his Herbology grades from his OWL classes: they were both irrelevant to him now.<br/><br/>If someone passed Laurent, they might have thought he was trying to eat the entire table with the amount of food piled on his plate. Laurent was enjoying one of his personal traditions at Hogwarts: a full breakfast on his first morning: eggs, mushrooms, sausage, bacon, baked beans, toast, hash browns, and tea. Typically he wouldn't eat this much, preferring to start the average day with something fresher: buttered bread, fruit, cheese, and cold meats. But the first day was always special. It was the first minute he could pretend he wasn't his father's son, pretend that his family was just as good as any other instead of a pair of drifting vagrants living off the unintended largesse of others. Here, Laurent earned the full breakfast, so he enjoyed it fully.<br/><br/>Beside the plate of excellent food in front of him, was a dusty leather tome taking up an entire place at the table next to Laurent. Munching quietly at his breakfast, Laurent mostly ignored the other students, especially the ones critical of his reading habits, as he savored both the ancient, advanced magic of the book and the succulent breakfast. He got little of either outside of Hogwarts. The book detailed some advanced point on transfiguration theory, and had been Laurent's first check-out from the library the previous evening. He expected it would give him some insight to make catching up from his mostly wasted summer much easier.