Now Nigel was officially a Ravenclaw meaning that he was part of Hogwarts which has been his "dream" -sort of- but for some reason he felt...nothing. It was exciting to finally be here but he was so far away from home that somehow he felt alone.

Okay, stop with the self pity and start enjoying White.

The third year got up from his bed, grabbed a notebook and decided to go outside, he stood by the entrance scanning the grounds and deciding which spot was the best, with a smile he located the right one: the lake. It was peaceful and perfect.

Nigel sat down not paying attention to the people around him and started to write down on his notebook.