Jay Gatsby, 'The Great Gatsby' by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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((Just as an aside, Gatsby's mun is British. Therefore, there might be bits I interpret differently. There's a reason I'm apping him on a cracky comm!))


It doesn't matter what this man's name is, his profession, or his life story. As James Gatz arrives at Hogwarts, he lets out a smile of such hope, a smile of such eternal reassurance, that it is best to savour it before it fades and dies completely. Those smiles only come four or five times a lifetime, after all. He puts down his bags (stamped with a gold J.G.) and brushes down his white suit, with a silver shirt and a gold tie, before looking up from under his eyelashes.

The castle will have to do until he can build another mansion--perhaps overlooking the lake? He claps his hands together delicately, trying not to make too loud of a noise. 'Well, old sport,' he declares to the Dictaquill, looking delighted as it notes down his words. 'I suppose this is what I have to do next?'

( Jewels more rich than Ormus shows. )

So it begins, and so it ends. ((Popcorn post))

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An empty box of chocolates sat on the table. Roxy had been the first to open it, of course. As had often been the case at Hogwarts, her sweet tooth gotten her in trouble. Empty chocolate wrappers littered the table. This time, there were no children running around, no men who had been women, or people singing at every opportunity. There was only an empty box, and new names on the popcorn plaque.