![]() ![]() "I was detained in a meeting with a very.accommodating professor." He says with smugness in his voice. Just going into his excuse for his lateness. He doesn't acknowledge it though, doesn't acknowledge anyone. Harry can see something shift in the eyes of the new boy. These boys are his, they're beautiful, and they're his collection. ![]() His tone is smug and smirking, as if he knows exactly what he's doing and what he's saying. ![]() He turns back to his scarf, opening his mouth to say: different in his eyes than the other boys. He looks just as surprised to see Harry, but theres something. The boy has feather-like brown hair, with a pair of saphire blue eyes on a pretty face with nice cheekbones. He notices theres a new boy sitting at the table, whom he hasn't seen before. Harry is used to this, so without a blink of an eye he slowly starts removing his scarf. He adjusted his champagne colored scarf and opened the door. He reached Zayns door and took a moment to fix his salmon bow tie on his light gray suit. Harry quickly climbed up the stairs, already hearing roaring of laughter and a lot of voices coming from Zayns rooms. ![]()
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