Aion Zephyr
🐉 magizoologist; father; epistemological
- Messages
- 821
- OOC First Name
- Pheeb
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Cyan
- Wand
- Curved 11 1/2 Inch Sturdy Vine Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 7/2027 (32)
Even though Aion had managed to find himself outside of the library on more occasions than he could count during his seventh year, it was still his favourite place to study, and with his exams approaching so soon, he knew his best chance of getting through them would be to spend as much time as he could in here. He'd made himself a nest of sorts, surrounding himself with various books and pieces of parchment on the floor in the corner of the library, where he'd spent the majority of the morning. He'd forgotten about lunch, and was currently poring through a copy of Advanced Potions when he realised he should also have picked up the latest version of Herbology ingredients. Lifting himself from his spot, he wandered around the isles in search of what he needed, when he rounded the corner and almost immediately bumped into someone. "Oh.. sorry" He said quickly, his gaze still above them in search of the book he was looking for. It was only when he glanced down that he realised who'd he'd found, and although his instinct had been to put out his arms, he immediately retracted them. He didn't need the drama.