Closed Coming Home for Christmas PV Eric Kim

To be completely fair, when Eric told his parents he would spend his Christmas holiday over at a friend's house he...quite intentionally kept some details out of that conversation. Of course and obviously he had to say where he would go, he was still a kid after all and they were still responsible for him and his safety, but 1st of all...he was not in danger with Nova, or well...he hoped he was not. And 2nd reason was...well, as "nice" as his parents claimed to be towards others that were not pureblood and as much as they did not instill a certain prejudice, there was still, quite the difference in how they treated those that were not purebloods. And he knew that, oh Eric was plenty aware of that. Thus why the whole workaround to well, keep some details not as...said or obvious. Would he get in trouble because of this? Likely, but a thief not caught is a fair merchant, so here was the hope for the best and for not being found out with the slight "dishonesty" to not call it bluntly on what it was, that is...a lie.

When they reached the apartment complex he looked a bit at the state of it. Well for once he was debating that first point of his. Was this place safe?! HOW WAS THIS PLACE SAFE?! Eric would rather think he was not that much of a pampered brat that could not even fathom other living conditions than what he was used to and in all reality he was not THAT vain. But this place looked like it was on the verge of collapsing. He wisely kept all those thoughts to himself though as he looked a bit around.

When entering the apartment he saw the paper airplane moments before it hit Malic square in the face here. "Be care-..." Too late. His well intended warning was far too late as he couldn't even finish his sentence before the plane hit target. Though this seemed like the norm as another gaze around showed there was a certain chaos to this house. A sort of chaos that...somehow made this place feel warmer and more cozy, especially against the cold outside.

He didn't even have time to register stuff properly as he saw a blur of blond hair rushing towards them and he just side-stepped, partly knowing he was not the intended audience or target here letting the reunion unfold. Though his attention was back on the blond haired boy soon enough after Nova introduced him. "Nice to meet you too..."A glance at the boy would prove the feeling was not...that much reciprocated especially at the boy's following words. He felt a bit affected here. "If I am bothering-..." He started only to have to turn his attention on another family member that approached. Eric followed his movements a bit before shaking his hand more so out of formality and also a bit on auto-pilot here. "Likewise, nice to meet you."This felt like a goddamn rollercoaster of mental states he had to go through here with little time to react and his gaze going from one person to the other here like they were playing Eric ping-pong here.

Speaking of going from one state to the other he wanted to reassure the rest that there was no need to fret so much over stuff. "It is not a big deal, this place is cozy. I don't want to disturb anyone." Was he saying this partly because Liam seemed to still have a sort of grudge that Eric didn't even understand since he did not do anything wrong yet to warrant such a reaction, then again this place seemed to be quite different so...maybe this was the most normal response he would get from most given his sudden appearance at their doorstep basically.

"No...not hungry at all." He had something to eat already so no rush on eating again. As he went with Nova to start unpacking he waited until they were out of earshot just in case since he didn't want to upset anyone there when he was a guest in this house. "What is wrong with your mum going shopping? They seemed worried...or annoyed...I couldn't really tell for sure which...." Then he thought about it for a bit and how it sounded. It sounded like he was being way too curious, almost too nosy. "No need to answer that if you don't want to... I just don't want everyone to fuss over the fact I am staying over." He took Emris out of the transport cage he had him in before letting the ferret climb over his shoulders and stretch there while staying like a sort of fluffy collar around him. It did not help that Emris himself had a sweater-hoodie combination of sorts on him and looked like an adorable fluffy noodle cuddling up and finding a comfortable spot to stay wrapped around.

As..unusual and starkingly different as this place was from home, he already liked it to some extent. It was odd, there was a rollercoaster of feelings right now, but he didn't want to seem ungrateful or something. Something told him this would be by far one of the most eventful and greatest Christmas holidays in a while. For once he seemed excited of the upcoming holiday.

date: 24th December time: afternoon word count: 680

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"I'm also not hungry!", Novalie smiled and nodded at Malic's suggestion to unpack. Without hesitation, she glanced at Eric and gestured for him to follow her. "Come!", she said cheerfully, already heading toward her room. Behind them, Liam took a step to follow, but Samuel caught him by the back of his shirt, "Leave him alone." "The fuck?!", Liam hissed, struggling to shrug off Samuel’s grip, "I just want to go to my room. What - you're gonna deny me that now?" Unaware of their bickering, Novalie continued on with a bright smile, leading Eric down the little apartment. When they reached her room, the girl pushed the door open and paused, taking in the familiar sight. Nothing had really changed. Her side of the room was just as she had left it: her bed, somehow both messy and cozy, a few rocks and dried flower crowns sitting on a shelf above it, and action figures scattered across her desk in a chaotic way. She glanced at Liam's side of the room - it looked like he hadn’t moved in with Samuel after she left. Back then, everyone had to share. Malic and Samuel had a room together, while Liam bunked with Novalie. But after Malic moved out, Samuel got his own space and it seemed Liam had taken advantage of her absence to have a room to himself too. Now, though, she couldn’t help but wonder: Where would Liam sleep? It only made sense that Eric would stay with her, but... Liam? Meh, he’d probably crash with Samuel. He wouldn’t mind giving up his bed for Eric, surely. Liam loved to share. Shrugging the thought away, Novalie opened her coffer to unpack. When Eric asked why her brothers seemed worried about her mom going shopping, the Ravenclaw paused, looked up at him and tilted her head, "Oh, uh... actually, I don’t really know what’s wrong with that either, to be honest." She shrugged and began putting away some of her clothes, "I guess they’re just worried she’ll spend all the money on presents or something. My momma’s not the best with money. Or...", Novalie smiled, "...maybe she found her soulmate again. That’s what she always says when she befriends someone new, anyway. I don't mind it. All the people she brings home are always so nice! Sometimes, though..." Her voice softened as she turned back to her unpacking, "Sometimes I get sad when they don’t come back." As Eric opened his ferret’s cage, the girl knelt down in delight, "Hello, cute little Emris! It must feel so nice to stretch, huh?" She watched as the ferret curled itself snugly around Eric’s neck, resembling a fluffy scarf. When Novalie extended her hand to pet him, Emris suddenly perked up, springing into action. She chuckled as the energetic ferret climbed onto her arm, then to her shoulder, snuggling against her hair. "Oh, you’re literally the cutest thing!", she grinned, gently stroking him, "And this outfit! I want to wear that, too!" Novalie meant it. "Do you think there’s a spell to make it my size? I should borrow it sometime!" Standing up, Novalie turned her attention back to unpacking. She opened the large wooden closet in the room and froze in surprise. At the bottom of the closet sat a bag crammed with spray paint cans. A lot of them. All neatly arranged and gleaming like they were brand new. "Oh my god, Eric, look!", she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. She knelt down and pulled out the bag, holding up one of the cans. The vibrant, clean label made it clear these hadn’t been sitting here for long. With a grin, Novalie grabbed a can of paint and playfully aimed it at Eric, "Haha! So cool, right?!" Opening one of the cans, she gave it a good shake and sprayed a small dot on the wall next to her. It was a bright, striking green. "Wow! Sick!", Novalie beamed, shaking the can again, "Where was the riskiest place you’ve ever spray-painted before? I think mine was at a police station!"

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OOC: Permission to godmod Eric Kim / Emris slightly.

He listened a bit to what she was saying about her mother. "Well, she shouldn't really stress about things. Like being a lot of stuff." He didn't want to be a reason Nova's mother was going out of her way to spend more money than usual. Eric though wisely...didn't comment on what Novalie said next. Not that he understood the situation any better, but well it was adult stuff so he didn't bother to get too much into that.

In a way he was thankful that not too long afterwards, her attention was stolen almost by Emris. The ferret was very much comfortable cuddling to her as well especially since her long hair was making for quite the burrow here as he tried to get more comfortable here holding with his small paws and claws to her shoulders here. "I am sure we can find something similar but in...human size on Diagon Alley or something. Worst comes to worst we can just go to Hogsmeade." We are going to ignore the fact that they were not supposed to be able to go to Hogsmeade and the fact that the usually well behaved and rule abiding Gryffindor somehow not only mentioned that but implied that it wouldn't be the first time he would have gone there.

"Did they buy them now?" The cans with their labels all shiny here caught his attention as well as he took one inspecting it a bit. He never really tried this, let alone even see it around. Muggle object? Possibly. It would explain why he didn't encounter it before...well that and the fact that most likely his family wouldn't have been the most keen on having him paint walls or something with spray cans. He pressed the nozzle a bit causing a spray of the paint to mist the area. Soon enough Emris sneezed burrowing his muzzle more in between Novalie's hair here. "Sorry." he looked at the ferret who seemed to be plotting revenge here and silently judging Eric here.

"Maybe these are better for using outside... Don't know how safe they are for our pets." Even if they were safe, Emris at the very least made it plenty clear he was not a fan of the spray. And it was not even in the remote direction of the ferret anyways!!

"Hold up, you spray painted a police station?! You used these...on a police station." Did he befriend a criminal?! Then again, somehow that was not even making him question his choice of friends or anything. It just...mildly intrigued and disturbed him in the same time. Odd feeling. "I never used these..." the Gryffindor admitted eventually. "We don't have stuff like this home, I think because they are muggle artefacts?" Ok maybe it sounded a bit insensitive the way he said it but was there any other way to call these things? Most pureblood houses used magic for...well just about anything. Things like these had no practical reason to it. Then again this didn't seem to be for practicality purposes. "We won't...spray paint a police station this time will we?" He hoped not. And then again, somewhere deep in his mind, he was tempted to try this now that she mentioned it. No...no, it was most likely going to get him in trouble. But the temptation was something else as well... "I mean...I don't mind if we do but wouldn't that get us in trouble?" Alright maybeeee he wanted to try it.