“Hufflepuff.”
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Hufflepuff
"I want to spend my time with people who don't look to be respected.
But such good people won't want to spend their time with me." ~ Dazai Osamu
He sat, the table of Hufflepuff welcomed him warmly. They shook his hands, patted his back - or even those who were brave enough; ruffled his hair. Not afraid of ruining the perfectly straight hair. A feeling of warmth? blossomed in his chest. A feeling he had not felt before - but, as always, he quickly swallowed the feeling that infested his aching heart. But akin to a robot, a warm smile was sent back their way. Warm in a way that showed friendliness. The sorting continued smoothly and normally, with a majority of first years going to either Gryffindor or Slytherin. Kunikuzushi noticed, that if one were to go to the other house they would send glares - let's say, for example, someone was to go to Slytherin, Gryffindor's would send countless of glares their way, and vice versa, of course.
The last student sat down, Professor McGonagall returned to the head table, where the ding of a cup was heard and her strict voice saying, "Your attention please." The chatter at their table and the three others ceased.
The headmaster says, his voice creaky and old. "May the feast...Begin."
The faces at their table shone, smiling from eye to eye, the rumbles of stomach more obvious than before as food magically appeared on their table. He has not any need for food, yet he chose to grab some as a way to show them. Show them perhaps... that he indeed is human, or maybe, that he's not some robot who follows orders of the controller.
But before he can grab a bit more food, a hand made his way in front of him. Making him drop the food he was once holding. He followed the hand towards the person's face, the boy smiled. "Hey, sorry about that, my name's Cedric Diggory, third year, you are Raiden, correct?" The boy in question nods numbly.
. . .
Diggory never stopped talking after that. He continued to ramble on, as Kunikuzushi listened quietly. It was a bit… annoying? No.. rather.. A bit irritating. Yes. Yet Kunikuzushi continued to sit, quietly listening to the voice of Cedric Diggory. As it talked about quidditch, hogwarts, and.. other topics he has yet to catch up on. Kunikuzushi moved food around in his plate, taking the occasional bite. Making sure that it looks like he was eating. His stomach cannot hold much food, as it is small, and in all honestly, not quite made for food. Rather, it’s just made to be empty, (it was a storage compartment, if you were to put any electro energy on his stomach outside, the compartment would open.) The food he consumes will get thrown up by the end of the day.
”Hufflepuffs, follow me please, keep up, follow me, thank you.” The Hufflepuff prefect continued, chanting it like a mantra of prayers as they were led to the dorms.
Admittedly, he himself did not listen to what they were saying as they arrived at the dorms. Only tuning in when they said where the rooms are located. The other boys made their way to the rooms, and he himself followed suite. Only three other male first years were taken into hufflepuff. The room was composed of four beds, one in each corner. There stood a desk beside each bed, a drawer, a lamp on the drawer, and a small bookshelf at the sides. It was… homely. Unlike his room back in Japan.
The boys were quiet.. Evident that they were nervous. They all laid quietly in their respective beds. He realises, that his cat had been sleeping in the bookcase. He’ll have to place the cat bed there sometimes… Well, for now, he supposes he should only go to sleep.
And sleep he means, close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.