“Hey, he hasn’t even had a chance to touch his food yet, there will be plenty of time for stories later, yeah?” Ron said diplomatically. He tried not to let show how tired he suddenly felt, all he could think about was getting back to the dorm where he could have some semblance of privacy. “Well, let's see, you probably don’t want to hear me drone on about the time I was nearly eaten by a manticore.” he said furrowing his brow, though it was clear by the way everyone leaned in that yes, they surely did. He really did have them wrapped around his little finger, he’d thought he wanted that once, but now the reality brought him no real pleasure. “.But who am I to turn down a wanting audience?” His frown morphed into his characteristic crooked grin and a few people actually cheered in their excitement. “Another one? You lot really are hard to please.” He paused, frowning, and everyone looked at him, waiting with bated breath. Harry laughed lightly, bringing his crossed arms forward to rest on the table. “Oy, tell us another one, Harry!” said Seamus, seated across from Dean. “You really do get yourself into some awesome adventures,” commented Dean, who was sitting a couple seats down from him. “That was brilliant!” said an excited first year whose name Harry couldn’t quite remember. He folded his arms in front of him and waited patiently, grin in place, as his housemates slowly composed themselves. Harry leaned back casually at his seat with a smirk as the Gryffindor table burst out in laughter.
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