Daithi Dawley
irish lad; builder; joyous; beauxbatons 2nd year
- Messages
- 23
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Sexual Orientation
- too young to care
- Wand
- Knotted 11 1/2" Sturdy Birch Wand with Boomslang venom Core
- Age
- 05/2040 (12)
Daithi was settling into the school pretty well, he liked it at Beauxbatons more than he had expected that he would. It was nicer than Paris, though the school was as grand as the places he’d been to in Paris, but it was nicer. There was a fresh air every day, there could be a good wind chill and the sun was nicely warm. Perhaps it was just the shifting seasons - nothing like he was used to in Ireland - but the weather was heading towards being cooler and Daithi had always liked cooler weather. He had come outside, since it had briefly rained, ending the last of the humid heat of october. He had a letter for his penpal to write and he found an area of stone at the palace’s entrance, which gave way to grand grounds. There was the quidditch pitch not far from him and he was looking towards it - next year! But, he sat down upon the grounds, using a jumper to sit on so as to not damage his uniform. He had a few things with him that day, intent to spend the midday and into the after writing this letter and spending time in the nice autumn weather.