Minoas Stratis
Animagus | Mercenary | Spell Inventor
- Messages
- 1,654
- OOC First Name
- Liam
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Olive Wood 15" Core of Aethonan Feather
- Age
- 30 (07/2007)
They were finally over. Minoas had finished half an hour ago his last exam for this semester. Overall he had managed to do very well. He wasn't quite sure about herbology. As it was his last one, he didn't manage to concentrate properly and every time he was trying to remember his answers, he was growing more and more uncertain. Trying to cast away all those second thoughts, he headed towards the lake, the right place to pass the rest of the day after several long weeks of revision and study.
The weather was quite warm, not ideal for swimming but good to sit by the lake and enjoy the afternoon sun. Surprisingly, the shores around the lake were deserted. Where on earth those people are spending their free time in this school? he shrugged. He couldn't imagine a better place rather than that. Nothing else could compare with the freshness that was filling his lungs, the sound of the lake's waters touching softly the rocks at the shores and the sunlight, revitalizing everything around him.
He found the perfect spot to relax. A rock few meters away from the lake, surrounded by fragrant grass. He tossed his backpack on the ground like he wanted to get rid off something that was tiring him both physically and mentally. He sat down and leaned his back on the rock. He placed his hands behind his head and left a sigh of pleasure as he stretching his legs. He was watching the cloudless, blue sky mixed with the golden brightness of the sun and started daydreaming about Quidditch until he realized the presence of someone near him.
The weather was quite warm, not ideal for swimming but good to sit by the lake and enjoy the afternoon sun. Surprisingly, the shores around the lake were deserted. Where on earth those people are spending their free time in this school? he shrugged. He couldn't imagine a better place rather than that. Nothing else could compare with the freshness that was filling his lungs, the sound of the lake's waters touching softly the rocks at the shores and the sunlight, revitalizing everything around him.
He found the perfect spot to relax. A rock few meters away from the lake, surrounded by fragrant grass. He tossed his backpack on the ground like he wanted to get rid off something that was tiring him both physically and mentally. He sat down and leaned his back on the rock. He placed his hands behind his head and left a sigh of pleasure as he stretching his legs. He was watching the cloudless, blue sky mixed with the golden brightness of the sun and started daydreaming about Quidditch until he realized the presence of someone near him.