Freddie Lagowski
- Messages
- 719
- OOC First Name
- Clairey
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Curly 12 1/2 Inch Rigid Willow Wand with Fairy Wing Core
- Age
- 11
Nobody had warned Freddie that big school would be so exhausting. Forget classes - even getting around the place required all his concentration, lest he take a wrong turn and find himself hopelessly lost in a maze of near-identical corridors. More than once he’d been looking for the Hufflepuff common room and found himself in some sort of overflow library. It didn’t help that the places he accidentally wandered into were often so interesting; by the time he remembered he was supposed to be elsewhere, he was already late.
The grounds were slightly easier to navigate. Freddie liked being outdoors - nobody ever asked him why he was loitering when he was outdoors, or told him he was in the way. He was still trying to adjust to the fact he’d almost completely skipped winter, and that he probably wouldn’t see much winter at all for the next seven years, but that was a happy thing to have to adjust to, on the whole.
As he passed the greenhouses, he took a left turn down toward the lake. He wasn’t looking for Audrey Beauchamp, but, well, he’d spotted her sitting by the water on his first circuit of the lawn, and he was kidding himself if he hadn’t spent most of the second circuit working up the courage to say hello. Just hello, of course. He wasn’t deluded enough to think the coolest girl in the school would want to hang out with a little kid like him. But there was something very exciting about the possibility of her smiling at him again, and so he kept walking, against his better judgement, toward the lakefront, hoping she would still be there, hoping she wouldn’t, and wondering if he was about to make a complete idiot of himself.
She was still there. Freddie lingered by the tree for a moment. The only thing more scary than the idea of saying hello was the idea of her turning around to see him lurking there, so he pulled himself together and emerged from his hiding spot. ”Hey,” he said, squinting a bit against the afternoon sun. He swung his arms, not quite sure what to do with them. “Whatcha doin’?”
The grounds were slightly easier to navigate. Freddie liked being outdoors - nobody ever asked him why he was loitering when he was outdoors, or told him he was in the way. He was still trying to adjust to the fact he’d almost completely skipped winter, and that he probably wouldn’t see much winter at all for the next seven years, but that was a happy thing to have to adjust to, on the whole.
As he passed the greenhouses, he took a left turn down toward the lake. He wasn’t looking for Audrey Beauchamp, but, well, he’d spotted her sitting by the water on his first circuit of the lawn, and he was kidding himself if he hadn’t spent most of the second circuit working up the courage to say hello. Just hello, of course. He wasn’t deluded enough to think the coolest girl in the school would want to hang out with a little kid like him. But there was something very exciting about the possibility of her smiling at him again, and so he kept walking, against his better judgement, toward the lakefront, hoping she would still be there, hoping she wouldn’t, and wondering if he was about to make a complete idiot of himself.
She was still there. Freddie lingered by the tree for a moment. The only thing more scary than the idea of saying hello was the idea of her turning around to see him lurking there, so he pulled himself together and emerged from his hiding spot. ”Hey,” he said, squinting a bit against the afternoon sun. He swung his arms, not quite sure what to do with them. “Whatcha doin’?”
