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Trapped in here?
Despite being aware of the whole student body being trapped at Hogwarts, that phrase still made the boy a little bit more uneasy. He couldn't help but wonder what was possibly out there. What could have been causing this foul weather? It was just so strange. "That does stink. I've always wanted to watch a Quidditch match," said the boy with a sad smile. At his old school, Simon hadn't really ventured outside of the library. His friends had tried to compel him into going to a Quidditch match but he always refused. Only now he realized how silly it had been for him to refuse.
Simon nodded and pulled a face at the older boy's question. "Kind of going a little bit stir crazy but at least now I know my way around the school pretty well. More confused by girls at the moment," he explained shrugging his shoulders slightly. He had already spent most of his free time walking around the castle, trying to get himself lost and then trying to find how to get out of that situation. It was sort of fun but it was starting to get boring now that he knew his way around. The thought of being lost wasn't as alluring as it had once been. "I am sick of this weather. It's summer back home for me in Aus," he added as his Australian accent became more and more pronounced with each word.
"I'm Simon," he said all of a sudden when he remembered that he didn't know this guy's name. Sure, he had seen him out and about but he had never gotten the chance to introduce himself. No time like the present, right? Er.. The quote went something along the lines like that. He couldn't really remember it.
West shot a grin and salute combo over at Derry but didn't otherwise move himself. Besides, he was now talking to some kid so his mates could wait and they looked to be discussing something anyways.
Stare.
Wait, this kid had never...
"You've never watched a Quidditch match? Mate, you're missing out." They all were to some extent this term. West even sat up with obvious enthusiasm.
"I've played every single year since my first year... was captain until Quidditch got cancelled this term, and I played for England on the Under Seventeen's side for a couple years," Before he'd turned seventeen obviously.
"And I'm a reserve for the Wigtown Wanderers now... only obviously can't play at the moment since I'm bloody well trapped here." So that sucked. He made a face.
"There is no game better though." Pause. "Are you muggleborn then?" Because otherwise how would he not have seen Quidditch? West felt bad for the kid. Quidditch was life.
As for the next part... West gave the boy a knowing look. Yep. He understood THAT. GIRLS man. They were so... y'know? And sometimes they... did things.
"Don't let them get you down." West said, sounding like someone who was speaking from experience.
Australian?
"How did you end up here if you're from there?"
Okay. Simon. West nodded.
"Nice to meet you, Simon." He clean forgot to introduce himself in return, he hadn't actually had to do so for years: people just tended to know his name, if not for Quidditch reasons then for band reasons.