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Originally Posted by Kolyander  Start of term had come and gone and his final year was now in full swing. This was the year that he needed to keep his head on straight. The year that many decisions were going to be made. Like for starters, were was he headed in life. Many months had been spent considering all of his options and even longer had been spent working alongside the one man that could get him there. Unfortunately Professor Khanna wasn't here this year but thankfully all of his training and hard work had been related to the new DADA Professor. Steady training would continue. Which was good for him, the more he focused on that, the less time he had to sit and think about other things.
There was just one issue with that fact, every now and again Feliks needed a break. A few moments to do absolutely nothing at all. To sit exactly where he was right now in an oversized way too comfortable chair inside the domes. As relaxing as this spot was, it was also overly easy for ones thoughts to get the better of them. This is what was taking place, feelings that weren't meant to take place had crept up on him over time leaving him to deal with it all in silence. And as most know, silence had a way of eating at you and making you feel like you were going insane. So with much deliberation and against his own better judgement, it was time for him to speak up. Maybe, just maybe, things would turn out for the better. One could hope right? Because in his head... This was going to be terrible.
Vi had only just completed one of his many practise sessions on the Quidditch pitch and had decided to take a walk instead of heading back to the Castle. There was no reason in particular for the walk other than it was an excellent day out. And with the weather in Scotland, one might as well enjoy these sunshiney days as the muggy ones would arrive soon enough.
The walk also gave him an opportunity to reflect on his Quidditch journey so far. Needless to say it had been a productive one, and he knew he would be onto even better things soon. And yes, he already missed his former U-17 team as a playing unit. On the bright side, he was in the company of a few of those ex teammates rather often here at Hogwarts.
Vi had only just shifted his broomstick to his shoulder when he lazily sent his gaze in the direction of the domes. He immediately recognised one of the figures there. Said figure was the reason he went off happily in that direction. As he came within Fel’s vicinity, he observed that his friend seemed to be lost in thought. Er… should he disturb him? Vi hesitated a moment then waved his free hand in front of Fel’s face.
“Earth to Feliks Basil Rustokov.”
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