Quote:
Originally Posted by
Kolyander 
The very first chance he got, Lukas had ended up out on the grounds. He was going to take every single opportunity he got to enjoy the fresh air and sunshine that he could get before it decided to rain again. Plus the sooner he got used to where things were the sooner he could find himself a favorite spot. Not to mention he could show all the places he found to Luna.
Wandering along one of the pathways the young boy found himself near a pond. A pond? His parents and siblings had never mentioned a pond before. Maybe it hadn't been here during their time? The thought instantly got him to thinking about how often things changed around here. Would this pond be here years from now when/if he had kids that came to Hogwarts? Would it even be here in a few years when his younger siblings got here... what about his nieces and nephews?
All these questions swirled through his mind even as he found himself walking closer towards the water stopping a few feet away. Ignoring the benches that were around he opted to sit down in the grass, listening to the frogs croak and watching the ducks swim around.
It wasn’t often that the tall Ravenclaw prefect spent time out door. Okay, that was sort of a lie but not. Often coming out early in the morning to jog, and then for classes, he was outdoors a fair amount, more so than most, but he didn’t often spend time out doors just to enjoy the outdoors, not anymore at least.
So, the fact that he had taken time out of his busy schedule to actually go out doors and then to stay out there and actually do nothing seemed all the more unlikely. And yet, here he was, laying on the cold, dry grass with his eyes closed and his resting gently on a small rock shaped pillow.
Growing up, he had always been an outdoors person having spent a lot of time camping with his father and then more recently, exploring some of the mountains around his home in Canada but he’d never really explored Hogwarts much. Something about it didn’t appeal to him usually but with this year being his last, he’d taken it as more of a personal quest to explore the castle more and one of the first things on his list was the duck pond.
When he had arrived, the prefect certainly had been alone, but now, he most certainly was not. Eyes opening ever so slightly, he noticed a younger boy, one of the new Ravenclaws if he remembered correctly, sitting in the grass just mere feet away from him watching the ducks. With a small smile on his face, he sat up quickly, nonverbally cast the sonorous spell on himself and shouted
”Heeeeey!