#misunderstood fish

[aquariuminfobureau]

Today I was aware someone had imported a cobitid they were trading as a moosefaced loach. The species in question is more traditionally called the gongota loach, Canthophrys or Somileptes gongota, from shallow and slow-moving streams in northern India, Nepal, and Bangladesh. Reports of its natural presence in the state of Orissa, in eastern India, seem to be false. This species is best documented from piedmontane hill streams. They can also be called a moosehead, or even a jaguar loach.

This species grows to about 13 centimeters, or 5 inches, and is thus a nice size for many home tanks. It is considered quite an uncommon loach in its range, and the extent of its natural distribution is disputed among ichthyologists. Gongota loaches have a reputation among aquarists, as a very difficult species to maintain alive. However a minority of loach keepers have reported that this species, when it's needs are provided for correctly, can be undemanding.

According to the literature, mooseface or gongota loaches are reportedly present indiscriminately on muddy, sandy, and gravelly bottoms in the wild, although they are of benthic habits as would be expected of a loach species. However these loaches definitely feed by sifting through fine substrates, and thus they require a sand substrate in order for them to behave safely and normally. When they are in our aquariums, they definitely fare far better when they have access to fine silver sand substrates, which facilitate certain of their natural behaviors.

These include their habit of self-concealment by burrowing activities, and for this reason their eyes are positioned quite dorsally and elevated. Such a configuration of the face allows them to spy above the level of the sand, whilst they are otherwise buried safely out of the view of predators. Decor is therefore not essential to them as hiding places, as long as they can burrow into the sand to hide, which is exactly as they would do when in the wild. These are a very demersal fish indeed.

Some aquarium literature claims that this species requires cooler water, for example a temperature of 18 to 22 or 16 to 24 degrees centigrade Such matches recommendations and norms for sympatric species, as the small carps Danio rerio and Pethia ticto. However its natural range extends a bit further south than some people seem to assume, and it appears not to be strictly a piedmontane fish, as some people maintain.

With this species, perhaps, their location of origin should be used to determine the proper temperature for these fishes, if this may be possible. In fact in southern parts of their range, the temperature of the water averages at 25 to 26 degrees centigrade, and seasonally may drop closer to 20, ànd rise nearer to 30 degrees. In these waters, which are always flowing but not too powerfully, the pH is between 7 and 8, and thus circumneutral whilst leaning towards the alkaline side. This is contrary to some online opinion, that this species requires very soft and acidic water.

The feeding habits of gongota loaches are to sift morsels such as insect larvae from a fine substrate, expelling the non-food ingesta via their gills and retaining edible particles for digestion. Therefore the most appropriate diet for these fish, would be small, defrosted foods of suitable nature, or sinking dry foods if they will accept them. Although newly imported gongata loaches have a reputation for being difficult to feed, and generally for dying after importation, they can fortunately adapt to eating dry preparations.

With their own species, gongota loaches gregarious, and they are properly housed together in groups. Although they are very tolerant and peaceful by nature, their feeding habits can complicate their care in the ordinary community tank. This is because many other fishes are eager to snatch the same first of food items, that the gongota loach needs to eat, and their nature is to feed only at the bottom of the aquarium. More active fishes that are present in the same aquarium as gongota loaches, might eat the available food before the nocturnal sifters can access it.

Otherwise feeding these loaches is unproblematic, assuming that they have already been acclimatized - provided that the food particles they are offered are sufficiently small in size. They can even take to eating flakes once they have become waterlogged and sunk to the substrate. Gongota loaches seem to be a fish that perishes too often through the importation process, but are not in principle difficult, as long as certain special needs they have, are anticipated and provided for.

[sp0np]

Drew angelina jolie fish and the other one as girlfriends because fuck oscar.

The only reason she’s a gold digger is cuz she likes girls and angie deserves better so i’m giving her a hot girlfriend thank you for coming to my ted talk

[anzuhan]

Hey do you like the blue and purple?

like. the colors ???

sumi loves all colors and tries to utilize them all as best as possible to show the world there are no ugly colors; in fact, sumi has a story up on insta back in 2021 asking people ab what color or color combo they thought is the ugliest and sumi went on to make a couple drawings with them :)

well these are old and sumi could absolutely show their beauty more now ! but the point remains the same

sumi feels right now purple is an easy color to default to due to it being a good combo with lots and almost all of them ! so a lot more drawings end up being purpley </3 but in case of the very thing sumi is drawing has more predominant warm colors or something else, sumi does try to utilize different ones for this reason ! its not fully a matter of preference of purples and blues

sumi also doesnt have a favorite color, but if you really need an answer itd be like a chromatic pale purple to gray, like dvds ! they dont hold just one color to them, and even then their purply gray shade in general is awesome too !!

[javierduffy]

kieran and javier finding moments or even seconds of domestic bliss in canon pls

my friend i have scoured, deep sea dived, deep cleaned, poker all-inned and i have never once in my rdr2 career ever been able to find a positive interaction between them in canon. i didn’t think they even had ANY for the longest time until someone found one and its literally javier threatening kieran … which i would personally not categorize as “domestic bliss”. i think our best bet for canon content is crossing our fingers and praying that the ai for them in camp has them sit next to each other momentarily

[frogfishwastaken]

Fish are smart and social and have memories and feel pain and people calling them stupid and using that as an excuse to treat them less humanely than other animals makes me so sad :(

For context, a biologist named Culum Brown has been doing fish research for years and has found that they are simply deeply misunderstood because the way they’re adapted to their aquatic environment is different from how terrestrial animals are adapted to land environments. People just see fish doing thing and don’t understand that it’s useful for survival in the deep sea. They don’t bother to observe them enough because of preconceived biases constructed by society’s portrayal of fish and our experiences on land.

(This has connections to the Bible and the hierarchy of animals established in it as well. I don’t think we realize the extent to which Western culture and Christianity have consciously and unconsciously shaped science.)

Despite the widespread and deeply pervasive myth that fish are dumb they actually have been proven to have the ability to remember how to evade traps even years after first learning how to do it and they can observe and learn from other fish and they have cultural transmission and friendships with fish they recognize and I’m going to cry

There’s also very little concern for fish welfare, since they aren’t beloved flagship species like dolphins or whales or seals, and generally they’ve been so poorly understood that people basically think of them as having the same level of sentience as plants. That is NOT TRUE and the conditions fish are subjected to before they die are FUCKING AWFUL and nobody’s out here protesting against that when there have been so many efforts to reduce the suffering of farm animals. Nobody ever really labels a can of tuna “free range’ but they’ll label it “dolphin safe” bc we’ve always cared more about the species that are similar to us.

And! Hot take! Maybe we shouldn’t associate intelligence with value in the first place! That has historically had some pretty awful implications for how we treat other humans based on how they are perceived or presented by people in power!

All this definitely has some sociological ties and implications.

[spearxwind]

you what’s a really funny about me following you for and massively enjoying Challenger Deep?

i am Extremely Not Down with the open ocean and ocean creatures larger than a school bus. worst thing in the world to me. Bad Vibes. far too scary by far‚ i was scared

That's really valid! The truth is though that most creatures larger than a school bus won't really hurt you (on purpose at least), most creatures that can hurt you arent really larger than a school bus at all (sharks and orcas, mostly) and the grand majority of things that can hurt are usually the size of a football at most. Sperm whales however (bigger than a school bus) will kill you just with the loudness of their clicks in close proximity alone

Jokes aside though I do think it's worth learning about the ocean to find it a little less scary, the same way you can do with bugs to make them feel less scary. We fear the unknown a lot, and the ocean is very feared for this reason, so what better way to combat the fear than to learn about it? That is actually a huge part of why I try to share so much about the sea, Challenger Deep included

Yes, I do want it to be scary when necessary and bc ooooo scary sea monsters and sailor legends are cool as hell, but I don't want it to come at the cost of people fearing our ACTUAL oceans!

If you ever have the time, and ever feel like fearing the ocean a little less, I recommend maybe watching a few videos from the EV nautilus channel where they find cool creatures in the deep and excitedly talk about them! And you can see most of them literally just Chill Out at the bottom most of the time. Or even check out the really cool and educational posts by @mbari-blog where they showcase cool creatures and biomes :]

In the end the ocean isnt actually some hell dimension to fear, its just another ecosystem filled with life that's evolved differently <3

And I will refer to this very cool post I reblogged recently as proof

[misunderstoodera]

Girls day again for my daughters April and Aniyah . Seafood Shack ❤️

[thelien-art]

First i must apologize I have a tendency to forget that tumblr - even when we're all 'on' - is not live interaction and additionally you can't actually read my mind 😅

This was in reaction to seeing your ... delightful?? .. new frog. In such a state. And I got nervous 😋🦀💖

Annon... I´m gonna cry... I love you♡♡♡ you´re making me do happy jumps♡

And I understand fully what you mean about "reading minds" if you can call it that, we´re all there at times!

I hope this is you trying to get me to talk about my wonderful frog Kaj because that´s what I´m gonna do know XD

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This is Kaj - named after my second favorite show as a child - he´s 25 cm long, and he´s a treefrog, there didn´t stand which one but my best guess is a red eyed tree frog, he just doesn't have the blue stripes, he could also be a Agalychnis moreletii (Morelet's tree frog) but he doesn't have black eyes and Morelet´s are known for their black eyes (a nickname of theirs is black eyed frog).

He could also be an American green tree frog, but his feet are a bit too pigmented, and back a bit to light for that, although the eyes would match there.

Actually he´s a woman as he has an ovary and oviduct (the blue stuff you can see below his urostyle) but I didn´t know that until I unpacked him, where I already had named him

Going with the idea he´s a Morelet (as that´s what he looks most like) he would be around 60mm (f-54 m-60/64)

Red eyed tree frog gets around 6/7 cm (f-7,5 m-5)

All in conclusion he´s a tree frog. Which kind of one? Karl.

And no, the crabs need not fear, he´s much too small to be of any danger in the wild, and my Kaj is made of plastic so he doesn't really jump or eat, unfortunately.

Although some crabs might want to watch out for the Goliath frog... (world's biggest frog at around 32 cm and 3.3 kilograms)

[desultorydenouement]

listen. bad people can make good art. do you really read classic books and just listen to what they’re trying to tell you? that’s not what art is about! art is about what they’re not trying to say! art is a porthole into other people’s worlds! it’s a camera into other people’s minds! it’s how they see the world! navigate their lives! and if they’re bad people, and their view of the world inevitably fucked up, READ IT ANYWAY, and see how all their hatreds and fears and selfishness taint the way they view the world, and learn it. see the way it slants. and next time you look at the world around you and find it leaning just a little bit further into hatred and despair and bigotry, you will know enough about perspective to keep yours steady.

[cream-stew]

hi hi, this is the anon who sent the diluc/zhongli threesome request :3 thank you so much for writing it, you did it wonderfully! (as always) 🩵

thank you for the feedback I'm very glad you liked it <3 <3

[aquariuminfobureau]

Some other coldwater freshwater fishes appear irregularly in the pond and aquarium trade, beyond domesticated goldfish and koi varieties. Whilst many of these lack color, they may have bags of character, and interesting behaviors. One such fish is the miller's thumb or European sculpin, Cottus gobio. This fish normally grows only to 10 centimeters or 4 inches, and sometimes quite larger, to 18 centimeters,or a little over 7 inches. Even this is not huge, so they do not require raised indoor ponds or other massive aquariums. From the perspective of European aquarists, this is a true native fish, having a natural distribution over a swathe of Europe, including its presence on Great Britain.

Their habitat preference is for well oxygenated streams and rivers, with coarse beds featuring large stones. Although these sculpins are found in rapids, they have a preference for moderate flow. It is their behavioral selection for useful slack water refuges, and obstacles to uncomfortably high flow velocity, that enables their presence in faster flowing, upland headwaters. Younger fish prefer shallow, stony riffles, whereas the adults have broader habitat preferences, and can be found present in the wild around submerged wood and vegetation, in lakes and in slower flowing waters with softer bottoms.

Sculpins are a part of an important radiation of fishes known as cottoids, that also includes the lumpsuckers and greenlings, among some others. Traditionally the cottoids were regarded as a subclade of the scorpaeniform fishes, but the characteristics supporting that 'order' or 'suborder', were few and problematic, for example, their spiny cheeks. Cottoid fishes have turned out to be more closely related to the sticklebacks and eelpouts, than they are to the core scorpaeniforms, or the true scorpionfishes and their allies, which sculpins can certainly resemble.

Cottoids or sculpins are benthic fishes of marine to freshwaters, that lack a swim bladder, which is not unusual for fishes that live on the bottom, because it is a floatation device. C. gobio tolerates broader water requirements, than is often said to be the case. The pH of the waters they inhabit in the uplands is around neutral, but they can migrate down to lowland chalk streams, where the pH is 9, so these are fish of hard and base freshwaters. Although this species can be found in the low salinities of the eastern Baltic Sea, no elevation of specific gravity is necessary in the aquarium, and they are basically freshwater sculpins with a limited tolerance for low end brackish conditions.

Much is said online about the supposed demands of these sculpins for very cool water, and I have read the curious assertion that thejuveniles are more heat tolerant than the adults. Contrarywise, juvenile C. gobio are in fact less tolerant of higher temperatures, than are the adults of their species that have migrated away from riffles, and they become thermally stressed even below 20 degrees. The range of water temperatures at which mature C. gobio feed is as low as 5 degrees and also as high as 26 degrees centigrade.

C. gobio basically have a staple diet of arthropods. Older sources overstate the extent of their predation on fish eggs and fry, though with that said, they actually do consume such items opportunistically. Sculpins such as C. gobio are able to ingest large food items, and smaller ornamental fishes may end up as prey. C. gobio are territorial and aggressive among themselves, and prone to conflict with other bottom living fishes. Conflicts can be minimized by providing these fishes with a complex aquascape, in which lines of sight are easily broken. Stones, gravel, wood, and live water plants, are all appropriate for this species Sculpins are normally ignorant of dissimilar fishes with different patterns of spatial use.

[rossithepixie]

I cant stand it when other people who are into fish take on a mocking tone when i talk about goldfish keeping. Especially when it’s immediately evident they don’t actually know anything about it.

[legitimate-salvage]

this is not a callout post, because I absolutely agree with you. 'What defines a monster' is a very interesting question with a *lot* of nuance and maybe I should explain where I was coming from.

You can very much have a monster where their *actions* are the thing thats monstrous. vampires famously fall into this category, brutal killers who are, especially in modern mythos, conventionally beautiful and beautiful on purpose as a way to lure people in. I would consider them monsters absolutely. A demon's draw is that they're a demon, right? that could mean tiefling, sure, and they're monsters, yes. but if you tell me you have a creature from the pits of hell that's supposed to be all of my nightmares, I don't want to see matt from the cubical across from me in ren fair paint. that is not scary.

and that's my real issue with the whole thing!!! and I know my original post is a little Superior-than-thou in tone, but its just that in a lot of the monster romance stories i try to read, the selling point is that theres this creature that everyone is *so* afraid of that no one can look them in the eyes without it breaking their mind, and instead of the eldritch horror that it advertises, it's described really as b-film movie make up. they could be on vogue sort of thing. Don't tell me you have a terrifying monster and then it's some guy. (or, even worse, and completely unrelated, they actually *are* a terrifying monster but then turn human at the end. I could go on for a dissertation amount of writing about queer themes in monster horror and horror in general and how a lot of stories start off as the 'im seen as a monster too' and ends up being heterosexual 'i can fix him' shit. i actually did write a paper on patriarchal overtones in 'i can fix him' fiction for class, i can and will discuss it, it's so depressing.)

i dont have issue with people's varying levels of monster. it's more about false advertising and reoccurring disappointment every time i pick up a new book. the 'what if they were.....,.,.,.,, a monster!!!1!111!!!' and then there's no actual carry through in either how they look or how they behave. and like, if that's really as far as you go, that's alright! but don't tell me people have killed themselves after meeting with this monster and then its looks like a model. with fangs. and a heart of gold. I think you're afraid of your predilections actually and you should kill the evangelical thought cop that lives in your head. be free. fuck a crt monitor

I’m at my wits fucking end

[ooglywooglies]

so i found out yesterday that a korean cat channel i watch on youtube nearly got doxxed and had his cats lives threatened awhile ago because he made a really light joke at mens expense and people thought he was a male feminist, koreas antifeminism goes fucking CRAZY dude

[beecampbell]

i just made pie crust that i'm leaving to rest in the fridge for 24 hours and i'll bake it empty tomorrow and then wednesday i'll put homemade raspberry jam at the bottom and homemade no-bake chocolate cheesecake mix on top. you should all desire me carnally for these things i do.

[ahqkas]

BELLA ITALIA ; theodore nott

PAIRING! theodore nott x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS! in the moment of darkness, he was your light (or when theodore nott noticed a pretty girl struggling to communicate in english and decided to step up) (based off this req.!!)

WARNINGS AND TAGS! fluff, reader is from italy, italian theodore, translation of foreign language

WORD COUNT! 1.7k

NOTES! i’m trying to learn italian on my own and when i hear this man speaking italian i am WHIPPED 😿😿

HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST!

© ahqkas — all rights reserved. even when credited, these works are prohibited to be reposted, translated or modified

MOVING FROM ONE COUNTRY TO ANOTHER CAN BE AN INCREDIBLY CHALLENGING EXPERIENCE.

The first problem is often the language barrier. Suddenly finding yourself in a place where you don't speak the native language can be isolating and overwhelming. Simple tasks like ordering food or asking for directions become daunting challenges, and the fear of being misunderstood or ridiculed can make even basic interactions fraught with anxiety.

The weather can also play a big role in the adjustment process. Going from a sunny, warm climate to a cold, rainy one (or vice versa) can have a profound impact on one's mood and well-being. It's not just a matter of dressing appropriately — it's about learning to cope with the changes in daylight, temperature, and overall atmosphere. You left the sunny shores filled with ocean breeze and moved to rainy afternoons that seemed rather sad than anything else.

And then, of course, there's the school. Being the new kid in class is never easy, but when you're in a completely foreign environment, it can feel like you're on an entirely different world. Everything from the way classes were conducted to the social dynamics among students was be vastly different from what you were used to, leaving you feeling like a fish out of water. 

But perhaps the most challenging aspect of moving to a new country was the sense of displacement, of not quite belonging anywhere. You longed for the familiarity of home while simultaneously yearning to embrace your new surroundings. You missed the way the sun kissed your skin and the way the sea felt against your movements as you swam in the water with your friends.

And you wanted someone to understand you.

Navigating the labyrinthine halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you clutch your time table tightly, eyes darting from one corridor to another in search of the potion dungeons. The castle's vastness is overwhelming, its endless staircases and hidden passages a far cry from the sunny, open streets of your hometown in Italy. You knew your first day here would be hell.

The weather outside matched your mood: overcast and drizzly, the persistent rain casting a melancholic atmosphere over the stone walls. You miss the warmth of the Italian sun, the vibrant colors of your old school. Here, everything feels cold and foreign, a constant reminder of how far you are from home. Everything was gray and dark, the opposite of the vibrant colors you were used to.

You spot a group of students huddled together, chatting animatedly as they stood by a stone wall. Gathering your courage, you approached them, hoping they can point you in the right direction. "Scusa," you begin, your Italian accent heavy, each word carefully pronounced. "Where . . . potion class . . . dungeons?" (Excuse me.)

The students exchange puzzled glances, clearly struggling to understand your accented English because despite your try, it still came out quite wobbly. One of them, a tall boy with a shock of red hair, furrowed his brow and shakes his head slowly. "What?" he says, not unkindly, but with a hint of frustration at this situation.

You felt your cheeks flush with embarrassment. You try again, your voice wavering slightly. "Potion dungeons," you repeat, gesturing with your hands as if that might bridge the gap between your language and theirs. "Next class . . . I need find."

The red-haired boy shrugs, casting a sideways glance of help at his two friends who stood next to him. They all look at you with the same guilty expression, as if they would really like to help but there was no way. The girl with bushy hair smiled at you with an expression of 'Sorry', and you felt a knot of anxiety tighten in your chest. They don't understand, and you're too flustered to find the right words.

"Sorry," the ginger boy said finally, shaking his head again. "I don't know what you're saying."

Disheartened, you nodded and mumbled a quick "grazie" before retreating. You wandered through the corridors, frustration mounting with each wrong turn. The stone walls seemed to close in around you, the ancient tapestries and suits of armor blurring together in your anxious haze. You felt lost, not just in the physical sense but emotionally, adrift in this unfamiliar place where even asking for directions was like a challenge for you.

Your mind was still reeling from the embarrassing encounter as you hurried down the corridor, your thoughts tangled in a web of frustration and self-doubt. How could something as simple as asking for directions feel so impossible? The sting of the students' puzzled looks and guilty smiles lingers, making your cheeks burn with residual embarrassment. Lost in your thoughts, you rounded a corner too quickly and collided with a solid figure. Your bag slipped from your shoulder, and your books spilled across the floor. You gasped at the sight, your heart leaping into your throat. Could you embarrass yourself any more today?

"Scusa, scusa!" you blurted out in Italian, crouching down to gather your scattered belongings. The words tumbled from your lips in a rapid, nervous stream. You didn't even think the person wouldn't understand your sentences. "Non stavo guardando dove andavo. Mi dispiace tanto!" (Excuse me, excuse me! I wasn't watching where I was going. I'm so sorry!)

As you frantically picked up your books, you glanced up to see who you've bumped into. Your eyes widened in surprise and relief when you recognized Theodore Nott, the quiet Slytherin who always seemed to glide through the halls with an air of calm detachment and mysterious aura. You braced yourself for confusion, expecting him to look as puzzled as the others had.

But instead, Theodore's lips curved into a slight smile and a warm glint appeared in his usually cool eyes. "Non ti preoccupare," he replied in perfect Italian, his voice soothing and accent deafening. "È tutto a posto. Lascia che ti aiuti." (Don't worry. It's all right. Let me help you.)

The shock of hearing your native language from his lips momentarily left you speechless. You watched in amazement as he got down on his knees, helping you gather your books with nothing but ease. The knot of anxiety in your chest began to loosen, replaced by a flutter of gratitude and something else — an unexpected connection.

"Grazie," you managed to say, your voice trembling slightly. "Non sapevo che parlassi italiano." (Thank you. I didn't know you spoke Italian.)

Theodore's smile widened just a fraction, a hint of amusement danced in his eyes. "Mia madre è italiana," he explained, handing you the last of your textbooks from the floor. "L'ho imparato da lei." (My mother is Italian. I learned it from her.)

You stand up, clutching your books to your chest, and for the first time since arriving at Hogwarts, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. Here is someone who understands — not just your words, but the feeling of being caught between two worlds.

"Grazie mille," you repeated, your smile genuine this time. "Mi sentivo così persa." (Thank you very much. I felt so lost.)

Theodore nodded, his expression softening. "Capisco. Hogwarts può essere un posto molto grande e confuso. Vieni, ti mostro io dov'è la classe di pozioni." (I understand. Hogwarts can be a very big and confusing place. Come, I'll show you where the potions class is.)

As you walked beside Theodore through the corridors of Hogwarts, the oppressive weight of the castle's vastness seemed to lift slightly. His calm demeanor and fluent Italian became a comforting anchor in this world full of unfamiliarity.

"Da quanto tempo sei qui?" you asked the boy next to you, trying to make conversation. (How long have you been here?)

"Questa è la mia sesta anno," he replied. "Conosco il castello come le mie tasche ormai." (This is my sixth year. I know the castle like the back of my hand by now.)

"Sei fortunato," you sighed, your hold on your bag tightening. "Mi sento come se fossi in un labirinto." (You're lucky. I feel like I'm in a maze.)

Theo chuckled and the sound was low and warm. He was nice. "Capisco. Anch'io mi sentivo così i primi giorni. Ma vedrai, presto ti abituerai." (I understand. I felt the same way in my first days. But you'll see, you'll get used to it soon.)

As you continued to walk, the conversation flowed more naturally, easing your nerves. "Cosa ti piace di più di Hogwarts?" you asked him, genuinely curious. (What do you like most about Hogwarts?)

"Direi la biblioteca," Theo said after a moment of thought. "È enorme, con così tanti libri rari. E i corridoi segreti. Sono divertenti da esplorare." (I would say the library. It's enormous, with so many rare books. And the secret corridors. They're fun to explore.)

"Sembra affascinante. Mi piacerebbe esplorare di più, ma ho paura di perdermi." (It sounds fascinating. I'd love to explore more, but I'm afraid of getting lost.)

He gave you a reassuring look. "Se vuoi, posso mostrarti alcuni dei posti migliori. Così non ti perderai." (If you want, I can show you some of the best places. That way you won't get lost.)

Theo was the kindest person you've met here in the entire time since the beginning of the school term and your heart warmed at his kindness. "Mi piacerebbe molto, grazie." (I'd love that, thank you.)

Finally, you reached the entrance to the dungeons. "Eccoci," Theo exclaimed, stopping before the heavy wooden door. "La classe di Pozioni è proprio qui dentro." (Here we are. The Potions class is right inside here.)

You took a deep breath, feeling a mix of anticipation and nerves. "Grazie, Theo. Sei stato davvero gentile." (Thank you, Theo. You've been really kind.)

He offered you a nod, his smile reassuring. "Prego. Se hai bisogno di altro aiuto, basta chiedere. Buona fortuna con la tua lezione." (You're welcome. If you need any more help, just ask. Good luck with your class.)

With one last grateful look, you pushed open the door and stepped into the dimly lit classroom. As you took your seat, you couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope. Perhaps, with friends like Theo, Hogwarts might start to feel a little more like home.