09-09-2013, 05:38 PM
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| Antipodean Opaleye
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Aria Wallace Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eleanor von Brandt Ravenclaw First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Declan Pascal Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brayla Stemp Gryffindor Seventh Year x4 x2
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Originally Posted by StarShine Forrest was determined to enjoy the grounds before winter better this year. Last year he had been too gloomy to get out of his common room, but this year he thought the opposite: he was going to spend all his energy out not to think about how he missed his family. And so he was strolling around--
Was that a field in the middle of Hogwarts? He frowned. Was it a Herbology activity? He walked towards it and only then did it get clearer: it was a maze made of corn. He wasn't too excited about the idea, though. He was just bound to get lost in it and--
Was that, that boy? Just perfect. Forrest had been standing right beside him and eyeing the maze with worried eyes, and he noticed him only now. Who had advised him to get out of the safety of his common room anyway? This wasn't going to end well, and he was just going to feel worse than he would have if he had stayed in his bed. Now he had to greet the boy who thought he was a weird freak. Excuse him if his face didn't look excited and pleased. "Hi." Yeah. Hi. He wasn't supposed to say more, was he? Benzi was thoughtful as he weighed his options. To continue with his tour of the grounds or get lost in this maze? Or perhaps just cut the grounds and go to the castle which had looked SO awesome on the way down this morning. It had actually taken Benzi quite a bit to find his way outside, and only really managed it because he'd just ended up following a bunch of people out.
He should probably go to the castle and learn it. But turning away from this maze was like backing out of a fight.
Then he heard the greeting, and blinked as he turned to look at the boy who had crept up on him. "Oh hey!" he exlaimed, pointing at the the boy as he recognised him, "you're that guy from the train! You're not a first year are you? Didn't see you get sorted..." he mused, looking at him.
There was also something else about him, but Benzi couldn't for the life of him remember what it was. Eh well, it'll come to him later. Perhaps it was the reason the boy looked so down.
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