[Bro's at the staff table. It's not a position he's used to being at. He never really had the opportunity back when he first got hired, because he had to go home shortly after to take care of Dirk. He's pretty excited.
But at the moment he isn't even thinking about that. At all. His eyes are focused on Dirk, standing amongst the first years waiting to be sorted. Dirk hasn't even been sorted yet, and he can't even contain the pride he feels simply for Dirk being here. It feels like it's been such a long and difficult road. It feels like so long ago that he found out Dirk was going to Hogwarts, and... God, he's just so damn happy that it's finally a thing. Despite all of the shit they've gone through, he feels like maybe things could finally be looking up now that it's here. Of course there's a part of him that knows that none of the battles are over, but.
At least there's the calm before the real storm.
But despite how happy he feels at the moment, he can tell that Dirk is nervous. He knew he was nervous before they even left for school. But now... he looks a lot more nervous. It reminds him exactly how he was when he was waiting to be sorted. It takes him a few minutes, but he gets an idea. Being a ventriloquist, he's pretty damn good at throwing his voice. The hall is loud and Dirk is far away, but he's pretty sure that with a little bit of nonverbal magic, he can get Dirk to hear him.
He takes a deep breath, does a little magic, and when he whispers, it's like his voice is right next to Dirk's ear.]
It'll be okay. No matter what, I've never been more proud than I am right now.
[When he's finished, he slowly slides his shades off and gives Dirk a smile. He hopes that even from the distance, he'll be able to see at least a small glimmer of the pride shining in them.]
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But at the moment he isn't even thinking about that. At all. His eyes are focused on Dirk, standing amongst the first years waiting to be sorted. Dirk hasn't even been sorted yet, and he can't even contain the pride he feels simply for Dirk being here. It feels like it's been such a long and difficult road. It feels like so long ago that he found out Dirk was going to Hogwarts, and... God, he's just so damn happy that it's finally a thing. Despite all of the shit they've gone through, he feels like maybe things could finally be looking up now that it's here. Of course there's a part of him that knows that none of the battles are over, but.
At least there's the calm before the real storm.
But despite how happy he feels at the moment, he can tell that Dirk is nervous. He knew he was nervous before they even left for school. But now... he looks a lot more nervous. It reminds him exactly how he was when he was waiting to be sorted. It takes him a few minutes, but he gets an idea. Being a ventriloquist, he's pretty damn good at throwing his voice. The hall is loud and Dirk is far away, but he's pretty sure that with a little bit of nonverbal magic, he can get Dirk to hear him.
He takes a deep breath, does a little magic, and when he whispers, it's like his voice is right next to Dirk's ear.]
It'll be okay. No matter what, I've never been more proud than I am right now.
[When he's finished, he slowly slides his shades off and gives Dirk a smile. He hopes that even from the distance, he'll be able to see at least a small glimmer of the pride shining in them.]