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aRogueOne · 05-06-2020, 08:35 PM

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Now this was nice. It wasn't super warm nor was it cold. There was a decent amount of sunshine that kept him from needing a jacket but there was also a breeze that ruffled his hair leaving it messy and falling into his eyes. After several attempts to brush his hair from his eyes and even shaking his head slightly but to no real avail he left it as it was. Messy wide blown hair just don't care.

What were the odds that he could catch one of the frogs? He wouldn't hurt it or anything, only catch it and then let it go ago. It might be fun to try. Maybe Luna would help him and then they could race them or something.

His silent musings of capturing frogs was broken by an extremely loud shout. It cut through the silence like one of his baby nieces ear piercing 'no one is paying attention to me' shrieks. The brown haired boy visibly cringed turning his gaze onto the source of the shouting. Was that?... Yup. He recognized him from the common room. His house Prefect. A seventh year if he remembered right. "Hi?"

Just smiling, a little embarrassed that his inner child wanted to scare the boy had won out, just sat this now, leaning on his elbows, his eyes light and full of light hearted humour. ”Hey kid. How’s your first few days been? Enjoying being in Ravenclaw so far?” Being a prefect, whilst initially surprising when he was given it last year, was something he was very proud of so whenever he got the chance to check how his fellow Ravenclaws were doing, he did it gladly.

Yawning ever so slightly, a relaxed expression spreading across his face, the older Ravenclaws eyes slowly drifted towards the one of the frogs that still sat, clearly unmoved by their presence near the lake now. ”Did you know there are over 5,000 different species of frogs?” something he’d found particularly interesting. Indeed, it was something he, himself had found out when he’d tried to identify a particularly interesting frog he’d found one day while he’d been wading through a lake with Kingsley. That frog had been just an average frog but he’d found out so much more about them.

”Me personally, I’m more of a duck person. I find them so interesting. You know, the way they follow the first person that they see and think that its their mother?” Sure, he was waffling now but it he didn’t mind.

05-06-2020, 08:35 PM	#12 (permalink)
aRogueOne Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK Posts: 1,593 Hogwarts RPG Name: Haydée Salís Slytherin Second Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Kolyander Now this was nice. It wasn't super warm nor was it cold. There was a decent amount of sunshine that kept him from needing a jacket but there was also a breeze that ruffled his hair leaving it messy and falling into his eyes. After several attempts to brush his hair from his eyes and even shaking his head slightly but to no real avail he left it as it was. Messy wide blown hair just don't care. What were the odds that he could catch one of the frogs? He wouldn't hurt it or anything, only catch it and then let it go ago. It might be fun to try. Maybe Luna would help him and then they could race them or something. His silent musings of capturing frogs was broken by an extremely loud shout. It cut through the silence like one of his baby nieces ear piercing 'no one is paying attention to me' shrieks. The brown haired boy visibly cringed turning his gaze onto the source of the shouting. Was that?... Yup. He recognized him from the common room. His house Prefect. A seventh year if he remembered right. "Hi?" Just smiling, a little embarrassed that his inner child wanted to scare the boy had won out, just sat this now, leaning on his elbows, his eyes light and full of light hearted humour. ”Hey kid. How’s your first few days been? Enjoying being in Ravenclaw so far?” Being a prefect, whilst initially surprising when he was given it last year, was something he was very proud of so whenever he got the chance to check how his fellow Ravenclaws were doing, he did it gladly. Yawning ever so slightly, a relaxed expression spreading across his face, the older Ravenclaws eyes slowly drifted towards the one of the frogs that still sat, clearly unmoved by their presence near the lake now. ”Did you know there are over 5,000 different species of frogs?” something he’d found particularly interesting. Indeed, it was something he, himself had found out when he’d tried to identify a particularly interesting frog he’d found one day while he’d been wading through a lake with Kingsley. That frog had been just an average frog but he’d found out so much more about them. ”Me personally, I’m more of a duck person. I find them so interesting. You know, the way they follow the first person that they see and think that its their mother?” Sure, he was waffling now but it he didn’t mind.