Oscar always got quite sad when people described their summer as boring, or some other period of their own time as boring. It was only boring if they let it be boring, it was only mediocre if they settled for mediocre, you know? The seventh year Ravenclaw often tried his hardest to get the most out of everything, squeezing every little bit of fun and productivity as he could out of something. He was very much the squeezy type who didn't like to waste things - including food. But that was no matter. He was about to tell her of his theory, before she continued.
"Abraxas Malfoy?" he asked, although there wasn't really much need. He was sure there was only one Malfoy in Hogwarts at the moment. Oscar wasn't one to gossip behind backs or anything, but that was a pretty hard feat to accomplish when you were one as curious as Oscar Boot. He seemed decent in some of the classes they'd shared in the past.
"How so?"
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