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Rosa Chispa Princessa
Romero saw a boy come running into the room with a broom. Were the new recruits here already. They were scheduled to come tomorrow. ???? "Um, hi, you must be a new recruit. There is no need to rush. The rest of you're group is scheduled to come in tomorrow by train. But no matter, my you are a hansome one, I am Romero by the way. I can show you to you're room if you like.".
Drew was surprised to see few people around. So, he wasn't late? Well, he was there already anyway.
"Nice, nice." he replied, not focused at all. He was too busy analysing the place that would be his home for the next couple of months. Somewhere lost in his mind he was picturing a rather fine, huge, field of Quidditch. That was exactly what he was wondering, either the Institute would have some sort of courtyard where he could practise. They were supposed to. Feeling some sort of joy inside him, Drew knew that was the only place in the entire institute that he was excited to see.
"Hum... What?" It was not polite to be distracted in first conversation like that, but sometimes Drew found himself doing it over and over again.
"Like what?" he looked around, trying to find something that the boy could have been referring too and his eyes layed on his broomstick.
"Oh, yeah. I love it, really. It's impossible not to love it. I actually played it in Hogwarts. For 5 years in a row." his bright eyes could tell he was speking about it to be bragging himself. Quidditch was the love of his life and Drew Hanna was more than glad to be chatting about it.
"Have you ever played quidditch?"