Sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the Ravenclaw dormitory, casting a warm glow across the room. Jason stirred, blinking groggily as he noticed Vik returning from the bathroom, a towel draped around his neck .
"Good morning, Vik," Jason said, stretching and rubbing his eyes.
Vik smiled. "Good morning, Jason. You slept late yesterday?"
Jason chuckled. "Yeah, nerves got the better of me. First day at Hogwarts and all."
Vik nodded knowingly as he began polishing his shoes. "You'd better get a move on, mate. There's a crowd gathering at the bathroom already."
Jason waved a hand dismissively. "No worries, Vik. I'm a master at getting ready." He grabbed his towel and robe. "You finish up. I'll head to the bathroom now."
Vik smirked. "Good luck finding a free booth. You'll need it."
As Jason approached the bathroom, his smirk faltered. A small line had formed, with a few impatient first-years and grumbling seniors waiting for their turn.
Jason muttered to himself, "Now, how do I get inside without waiting forever?" He suddenly had an idea. Reaching into his system , he summoned the item he'd marked for disposal the previous night: Mandy's panties.
He quickly scanned the room. Spotting a senior boy washing himself inside a booth, Jason tossed the panties near the door and called out loudly enough for the adjacent group of seniors to notice.
"Hey, what's that?" one of them said, his eyes locking onto the panties.
"Oi!" another senior called, pointing. "What're those doing here? Don't tell me… mate, are you—"
The accusations escalated as the senior inside the booth stepped out, his face a mix of confusion and indignation. "What are you on about?!" he snapped.
"You're nicking your girlfriend's underwear and bringing them here? Got yourself a little… fetish, eh?"
The unfolding drama drew the attention of everyone in line, who gathered to watch, laughing and whispering among themselves.
Taking advantage of the distraction, Jason slipped unnoticed into an empty booth. "this work then" he muttered, grinning. He quickly showered, dressed, and made his way back to the dormitory.
Jason strolled into the dorm, looking fresh and triumphant. Vik, still polishing his shoes, looked up in disbelief.
"How?" Vik asked, his eyes wide. "There was a line when i left!"
Jason shrugged nonchalantly. "Told you, mate. I'm a master."
"That doesn't explain anything!" Vik insisted. "How'd you get a booth so fast?"
Jason smirked, his voice casual. "I just asked nicely. Sometimes, people remember their early Hogwarts days and let you through."
Vik sighed. "That would be nice, wouldn't it?"
Jason winked. "It's all about charm, my friend."
Jason and Vik made their way to the Ravenclaw table in the Great Hall, where they joined their housemates Tobi, Simon, Josh, Talia, Padma, and Freya. The hall buzzed with excitement as students filled the long tables, eating and chatting about their first classes.
Professor Flitwick approached the Ravenclaw first-years, his cheerful demeanor putting them at ease. "Good morning, my young Ravenclaws! I trust you've settled in well?"
"Yes, Professor," they replied in unison.
"Excellent!" Flitwick handed out their timetables. "This is your schedule for the week. I must remind you to be punctual, as your very first class is with me! I look forward to seeing your curiosity and creativity in action." He gave a small bow and scurried off to the staff table.
Jason glanced at his timetable, noting "Charms – Professor Flitwick" as the first lesson. "Looks like we're starting with a bang," he said, grinning at Vik.
After breakfast, the Ravenclaw first-years made their way toward their first class. The group was led by the bubbly trio of Talia, Padma, and Freya, their lively chatter filling the air.
Jason hung back slightly, observing the group when Simon fell into step beside him.
"Hey, Jason," Simon said casually. "I saw what you did in the bathroom earlier."
Jason froze for a moment, his mind racing. So much for my Bond training. Spotted by a kid.
"Hey, man," Jason said smoothly, "I just wanted to get a shower before the crowd got worse."
Simon grinned. "It was brilliant, mate. I'm not judging or anything, but… where'd you get the panties?"
Jason's expression didn't falter as he replied, "I'll tell you, but this stays between us, alright?"
Simon nodded eagerly. "Deal."
Jason apoke "i summon them".
Simon skeptical " man we agree on truth "
Jason thought quickly. Sometimes people don't want the truth. They want an answer that fits their expectations. Rule number one in the Bond Communication Guidebook.
"I found them in the corridor on my way to the bathroom," Jason said, lowering his voice. "Someone must've dropped them. Figured I'd use them to my advantage." He paused, feigning concern. "How'd you even notice me? I thought I was discreet."
Simon shrugged. "I was watching because I thought you'd be late like me. But honestly, that was genius."
Jason gave him a sly smile. "Thanks, mate. Glad you approve."
The two boys shared a laugh as they reached the door to their first classroom .