- Messages
- 610
- OOC First Name
- Jessye
- Wand
- Oak 14 3/4" Essence of Raven Feather
- Age
- 11/2006
Xavier had tried studying earlier like he knew he should be doing constantly if he was going to be ready for his NEWT's, but there were just too many things buzzing through his head for him to really concentrate on anything long enough to get it done. The fact that he would get to see Trilby soon, Nicolette was missing, and Christmas all coming up soon made his head busy like a circus show that just never seemed to stop playing. "Maybe if I got distracted less easily." He grumbled to himself as he left the Hufflepuff common room slowly and tiredly. It a little past curfew so he knew he probably shouldn't be wandering the halls at this time of hour, but he figured if he was stopped he could just say that there was a lot on his mind and he needed a walk to clear it all out before it drove him crazy.
So far he hadn't made very many friends, he joined the Brotherhood and that was about it for the year so far. Either everyone didn't care to talk to him, or realized who's brother he was and thought badly of him from what they thought they knew or heard about the Snow Family and it's descendants. So far Trilby, Vincent, and Nicolette had been the only ones not to judge him because of the family or by the blood that ran through his very veins. 'It's not like I asked to be pure.' His mother never really went over what a big deal blood was around here, in fact he barely ever heard her speak to him same as his father. It was just hard not to feel extremely lonely around here, an dit was rare when he felt alone in something.
So far he hadn't made very many friends, he joined the Brotherhood and that was about it for the year so far. Either everyone didn't care to talk to him, or realized who's brother he was and thought badly of him from what they thought they knew or heard about the Snow Family and it's descendants. So far Trilby, Vincent, and Nicolette had been the only ones not to judge him because of the family or by the blood that ran through his very veins. 'It's not like I asked to be pure.' His mother never really went over what a big deal blood was around here, in fact he barely ever heard her speak to him same as his father. It was just hard not to feel extremely lonely around here, an dit was rare when he felt alone in something.