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His idea to find some fresh air was definitely a good one especially now that the weather was quite good.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
The light breeze was making him relax, Messer shut his eyes, he was almost fall asleep but a girl voice saved him from the humiliation being asleep while standing in the corridor. Move?"Ohh. Yeah. Sorry." The third year quickly move from his spot and stood beside the girl. "Are you an artist?" He never meet an artist in Hogwarts before. "I'm sorry. Where's my manner. I'm Messer." he was about to over his hand to shake but he realized that the girl's hand already full so he gave the girl a 'Hello' nod instead.
After the quite rude way she had told the younger student to move, Gwen just expected him to go away, or simply take a few steps to the right. But no. He was apologizing for blocking her view. And then started talking to her. Gwendolyn had no idea what his name was, but she could guess the house. That behaviour-
It just screamed Hufflepuff.
‘It’s fine’, she said, once again kind of curtly. The Ravenclaw was planning on returning to her sketch, when she heard him say something else. Artist? That made her want to laugh.
‘I wouldn’t say that’, the fifteen-year-old replied. Although the people who usually saw her drawing immediately assumed that she was so talented, Gwen didn’t really take it seriously. She looked back at her sketch, which wasn’t looking like anything much yet. Just a few random lines. She’d have to work on the proportions first. Taking the quill back in her hand, the girl started working on her drawing.
Scribble. Scribble. Scribble.
As the younger student introduced himself, the Ravenclaw raised her yes from the sketchbook and looked back at him.
‘I’m Gwen’, she said with a small smirk on her face.