The atmosphere was once again merry, with the small exception of a four first-years sitting at the edge of the Gryffindor table.

- ALYA's POV -

Why the heckadidodal is there zero bars in this place? Shouldn't schools have their own Wifi here?

I sighed as I clicked off, but my spirits are lifted again when I eye the table of goodies. I'm just about to launch myself at the treats presented before me, when I realize how awkwardly stiff the two kids in front of me are. Taking a glance at the boy with pretty cool headphones next to me, it seems that he had also realized the situation as well.

Well, time for some action.

"I'm Alya Césaire." Three pairs of eyes are suddenly upon me.

"Um, I'm Nino Lahiffe." The boy with sick beats now has a name.

"I-I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheung." Stutters Mari, her eyelashes fluttering lower as she makes an attempt to avoid any eye contact;

"I'm... Adrien. Adrien Agreste."

Silence. I can hear the scrapings of cutleries from the group of friends next to us.

I glance between- What's his name- Nino, Mari, and Adrien, the boy who stood with that girl Chloé when she threw the other kid off a boat and then humiliated Mari. Eyes narrowed into slits, I fixate my focus on the pretty-faced boy, trying to decipher his expression. It's clear that Marinette had purposefully turned away from him, and Adrien seems to be awkwardly staring at her back.

- NINO's POV -

Ombré girl, what's her name? Alya. Such a pretty name... Unlike Agreste.

Dude, although my family lives in the most uneventful part of Wizarding Society, even I know of the Agreste name. Some facts that easily come to my mind:

They're highly associated and very close to the Bourgeois';

The current head of the Agreste family is none other than Gabriel Agreste - the most mysterious man of the wizarding society today (an unspoken claim).

His wife apparently disappeared, and Monsieur Agreste has had no known contact with any outside public or with the rest of the world.

So, having his son, the only heir, come to Hogwarts is a huge shocker. Not to mention that there wasn't much information found out about the young heir, so I guess he inherits his father's mysterious act.

Anyway, I try to get the attention of Alya, who is currently holding a hawk-like gaze at Agreste's head - which is pretty intimidating even when it's not pointed at me. That quickly changes; As soon as I tap her shoulder she traps me in her hawk stare, and it takes some effort to gesture to the food and ask if she would like some pumpkin juice.

- ADRIEN's POV -

The blue-haired girl, Marinette, refuses to look at me. I can see Nino and Alya beginning to converse over the food, yet so far, I've only been able to stare at the back of Marinette's robes. Father's words echo back to me, warning me to take caution with interactions between other students around me - in case they attempt to manipulate and use me.

But, she's doing the opposite; She doesn't seem like she'd try to manipulate me, more like she would rather avoid me. Why is that?

Oh. The recent events with Chloé.

If I was able to, I would mess my hair to form a fringe that would cover my eyes and the backlash of fury behind them. Unfortunately, I got gel and hairspray in my hair, so that's out of my options. Glancing back to Marinette's head, I take a deep breath before tapping her on the shoulder.

Wide, blue-bell, doe-like eyes.

Slightly parted lips formed the hesitance of a question.

Her eyebrows slightly twisted as she tries to maintain eye contact with me.

I take another deep breath before I begin;

"Marinette, I want to apologize for the things that Chloé said to you earlier. I honestly didn't think that Chloé would be so mean; I didn't know that she could hurt people like that."

Her eyes conveyed a silent, questioning look;

Trying to see the truth in my words.

"I've always been home-schooled, I've never had any other friends - other than Chloé. Sorta. It's all sort of new to me. Can we start over?"

- MARI's POV -

"Can we start over?"

His earnest green eyes shine with hope, and I feel myself melting. Wait, no, no-no-no No! Hold yourself together Mari!

I shake myself out of my frozen frame; then I give a smile to the... rather gorgeous boy, and I simply nod. His face lifts and Adrien positively beams back at me. I get rather blushy; But before I can duck my face down to my robes, Alya cheers something indecipherable.

I whip my head back to the sneaky fox so that Adrien and I were staring at the pair opposite us, only to see both Nino and Alya's faces stuffed with food, and I allow my uncontrolled stream of giggles to burst into loud laughter. Adrien does the same, nearly falling off the bench as the other two protest, "We were having a competition!"

- THIRD PERSON perspective -

Students were shepherded out by houses as soon as the last of the treats disappeared from the table, much to the disappointment of some wizard sweet-tooths. Marinette and Alya bid the boys of their newfound group goodnight, and soon the sleepy pair climbed to their beds.

"So,"

The two of them stared up their bedposts. Alya turned to face Mari, propping up her elbow so that she could lift her heavy head up for two more minutes.

"What do you think of Agreste?"

The midnight shades of blue eyes flicked over to the moonlit fox, her eyelids begging to close for the night.

"Adrien?" Mari yawned before continuing, "I think he's fine."

"Fine?" Raising an eyebrow, Alya held the cool metal of her necklace between her fingers as she questioned her friend. "As in manners, or appearance-wise?"

Not receiving the expected shriek of "Alya no" or "Alya why", she looked to the face of her strangely quiet new-best-friend and realized that she was, in fact, asleep. Alya chuckled quietly, before whispering a quick 'goodnight' and then allowing sleep to consume her, too.

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In the boys' room, Nino let out small snores while Adrien sat next to the window, bathing in the moonlight while his golden hair reflected it. A quiet 'mew' was heard, and the young Agreste allowed a black cat to leap into his lap and rest calmly.

"Well Plagg, I guess this was a successful day."

Slanted green eyes stared back into his own before Adrien sighed heavily and gave him a small piece of Camembert (taken earlier from the feast). Happy mews sounded from his lap, and Adrien looked out of the misted window again.

"If only father could see me now."

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