Icebreaker to Get to Know You Closed

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Jay may speak spanish in the middle of conversation, so the translation will be here.

The night before was terrible. Tossing and turning. Jay doesn't think he even got a wink of sleep. New first years are always chattering away in the night, a sound that used to give him a sense of security, now annoys him. It's hard to believe he used to be the loudest in the room only a single year ago. But times are changing, and he has to too. When morning came, he hadn’t slept, but that didn’t matter anymore. The bags under his eyes can’t get darker, right? Looking in the mirror, it probably looked more like two overfilled suitcases under his eyes.

The motions of the morning was something he knew very well. Get your robes on, mess up your hair a bit, and smile at fellow classmates. Act normal, for the most part. He was supposed to be this happy guy. He didn’t have the heart to break the illusion. But it didn’t take long for the first problem to arise. Blue and silver? Or red and gold? Sure, he was a Gryffindor, but that didn’t mean he liked his fellow housemates. Loud, obnoxious. Probably the sole reason the Great Hall was just so.. Loud. He decided against it. He had no notable friends that would want to talk to him at the lunch table in the Gryffindor section.

To Ravenclaw he goes, he supposed. He waved to a few friends with a little grin on his face. He was commonly seen hanging around birds instead of lions. His first friend here was a Ravenclaw, after all. He didn’t really care if he was breaking rules by sitting here. He was used to it and that's what matters. Right? He was comfortable here, despite the growing tension from the sheer amount of voices all flooding his ears. Before he could even think of shutting it all out, covering his ears with his hands, he heard the squeaky voice of a first year.

With a glance, he could tell it was a Raven. Further confirmed when they said it themselves. Hm. Nosey little bugger. He liked them already. Jay grinned, the second year talking AJ’s hand with a firm shake. “Jay Divus, at ya’s service. Call me Divus. Just a’mirin’ the blues and silvers y’all have on. Much better than viewin’ at a dis’ance.” He chuckled at the fast mouth that the other student had. It seemed their mouth moved too fast for their head to second guess themselves.

“Don’t worry ‘bout it.” Said the messy brown haired boy, waving it away. “You weren’ bein’ rude in my eyes. I like a kid who can say wha’s on their mind. Sit.” The flicker of the lights got him tense up. Ow. That hurt his eyes. Uah. “Hah, looks like the lights are slackin’ off this mornin’. Must be tired like the rest of us. Y’know, they should give those floutin’ candles a break for a day. Sure, it’ll be dark, but then I can get a much needed nap in be’ore class.”

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Tejón = Badger

It seems the two were similar in that sense. Social cues, no matter how much he pretended to know what they were, was a foreign concept to him. A term made up by adults to try and make life harder. And one the bratty students picked up on easily to make fun of others, laughing and pointing when one doesn’t understand poorly applied sarcasm and an offer that was clearly a joke to make the other feel bad about themselves. He hated people like that. Poking fun at others with no real reason other than to be a jerk with no life.

Jay listened, but immediately became self conscious when his accent was mentioned. It was something he tried again and again to hide. Don’t stand out, his father said. Keep your head down and shut your mouth. It didn’t seem like the second year really got the memo. He was always a very talkative kid, going up to random people with no prior knowledge of them and simply just striking up a conversation. That was how he was. Well, used to be. Ever since what happened this summer, he’d been a bit more weary of engaging with others alone.

“Yeah. M’a Brit. Some people think it sounds ‘sophisticated’ or somethin’ like that, but I’m far from it.” The girls voice didn’t scare him. He had heard her coming long before she spoke up. It was too loud, but too quiet. Too overwhelmingly everything. Oh well.“It ain’t my table, kiddo! Why don’t ya ask the nice Raven lad?” He said, patting AJ’s back and looking up at the Hufflepuff in front of him. It seems he was just a magnet for first years. At least he had friends? It’s sad that he sloped so low. Humans were mere distractions from his mind at this point.

Two Truths and a Lie. The muggle-born found himself actually looking forward to it. “You know muggle games? Surprisin’. Thought y’all just all had ya’s noses in a book about school or somethin’!” He joked, the magical candle light flickering in his dark brown eyes. “I’d love ta. Last time I played that was nearly 3 years ago now. Time flies.” Another short laugh, as he rested his hands in the pockets of his jeans. Was it against the dress code to have those on? Maybe. Did he care? No.

“Hey, tejón, mind tellin’ us your name? Bit awkward if we don’ know it, if ya know wha’ I mean?”

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“Divus. Names Divus.” Jay, his first name, was way too common for his liking. It sounded like every athletic boy ever born. Divus, his last name, was more unique. And way more chances for nicknames. With a name as short as his own, nicknames were few and far between. Not like he was actively searching for nicknames, But it would be nice to be able to have some. Oh. Another muggleborn. Could also be a half-blood child, but he was sure his first instinct was right. He was always good at reading people. There was a problem last year with a certain Slytherin because of it.

Okay, jumping right into the game. Of course he knew how to play. The title was self explanatory. Tell three sentences, and two of them have to be the truth, the other one a lie. Be reincarnated as a doe? That didn’t seem right. AJ was nonbinary. Being reincarnated as an animal that doesn’t even fit their gender? Something isn't adding up. Being adopted seemed plausible. And he liked acrylic paints himself. He hoped it wasn’t that one, he jokingly thought to himself. “First sentence. Seems the most.. Lie-like.” He didn’t really know how to explain his reasoning. It just didn’t sound right to him.

At least it wasn’t the pureblood snobs he encountered over in Gryffindor. Think they're all better than him because their parents decided to have kids with their siblings and cousins. All pureblood families were related, which makes for a confusing family tree. He didn’t discriminate, but he’d had too many bad experiences with purebloods to not be at least a bit weary of them. “I’m still thinkin’ of mine. Angie, ya can go first if ya want. Need more time ta think of a good one, don’t wanna go basic, y’know?” He just needed a bit more time. Just time.

Well, talking about himself is not something he really enjoys doing. In getting to know you assignments, it was always the blandest things he could think of. He has a cat, a brother, and his favorite subject was Astronomy. The random stuff to stay under the radar and not known. Stay in the undisguisable crowds of students walking. Just another Gryffindor, nothing to see here. Even though it was only October, he was already tired of school. Of the constraint hustle and bustle of the school hallways. It was only worse with Fall Ball just around the corner. And Halloween was too.

Halloween. Aaah, crap. He didn’t even talk to his parents about Halloween. Last year he went pretty all out, decorating his whole dorm room. But that kind of stuff was for first years. The naivety of a child, before they knew anything of the real world. Still awestruck with the world of magic and Veelas. He wasn’t anymore. The magic of the soul was gone. Now he was just waving his wand around and hoping the fake emotions will do him some good.