Finally. An area where Mordred could be alone. He decided to explore the grounds in the hopes of finding a place where he could relax and read the letters his cousins sent him that morning. He's got 5 cousins who were all studying in Durmstrang, and it was always a thrill to hear from them. He was an only child, and his cousins became the brothers he never had. He got a 6th letter that day though. This one was from his best friend who was studying in the Salem Witches Institute. Mordred sighed and kept all the letters in his pocket.
He sat back and took in the scenery. It was a nice garden, and it was the perfect place wherein he could just relax and be away from the hustle and bustle of the school. A place wherein he could entertain his homesickness and his anger.
"What was that?" he closed his eyes as he remembered Daisy shouting at him. His thoughts then went to Chloe. He sighed deeply and wished he could apparate already. He then remembered the angry face of Chloe's father when he caught them playing tag. He pulled Chloe away from him so hard, as if her arm was about to be ripped off.
"LEAVE MY DAUGHTER ALONE!"
And with those words, Mordred was not able to do anything.
He then remembered his father's
pan flute inside his other pocket. He took it out and started to play the instrument. He was disgusted by the sound and threw the flute on the ground.