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Hera 
There were plenty of things he could have been doing right about now, but instead of seeking out his people, Zeke followed his own path, solo, down to the lake. Being outside did things to him he couldn't explain. Perhaps it was the fact that OUTSIDE was so much bigger than he was, and the size of the lake and the endless sky made him feel insignificant in the world.
Insignificant.
It was a nice way to feel. There was no pressure. No pressure to get good grades, to fix his hair, to eat his vegetables. There was no drama or confusion. He could simply exist without any worry at all.
Having picked a spot on the grass to lay on - just short of the shade of a tree, he turned his attention to the sky before propping himself up on his elbows. He felt as though he was being watched, was he? Scanning his surroundings, his hazel eyes fell on a girl sitting beneath the tree not far from him. It was hard to not exist when people were there to see him.
He raised his palm by way of saying: Hi there. Did you want something?
Aimee continued to follow the scene going on out of her earshot, but not out of visibility. It seemed to her that this girl was very upset, and she felt like she should give the girl some privacy. Her gaze wandered to the grass, to the stones, to the lake, repeat.
Until she got bored and zoned out, that is. She didn't even realize it, but her gaze drifted to a boy sprawled on the grass, seemingly deep in thought.
'That looks comfortable...' she thought, but made no effort to switch positions. Suddenly, Aimee snapped back into reality and noticed that the boy was staring straight at her, waving as if to say, "hellooo, is anyone home?"
Crap.
She smiled quickly to break the ice, and approached him slowly, as if she meant to get his attention in the first place.
"Uh, hi! Good afternoon," she started, and, noticing his Gryffindor robes, added, "I don't believe we've met. I'm Aimee Collins, third year."