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- OOC First Name
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Not Looking)
- Sexual Orientation
- Straight 16 1/2 Inch Rigid Blackthorn Wand with Fwooper Feather Core
Spending the day delivering roses had been a pleasant distraction from Flavio's worries, a chance for him to spread happiness and focus on something other than the responsibilities weighing on his mind. As the day played out and he witnessed so many students accept roses from their loved ones, and he received roses from many people who cared about him as well, he almost felt free from his problems for a little while, like the burden on his shoulders had been lifted and for the first time that year he could wholly enjoy the moment and experience his final year of school instead of worrying about the future. But as soon as the deliveries were over and students retreated to their dorms to prepare for the dance Flavio felt the worries return before he had a chance to stop it. By the time the dance had begun the pressure to make up for lost time had forced him to spend the night studying in the student lounge, somewhere Flavio knew would be empty while the hustle and bustle of the valentine's dance was many floors below him in the great hall.
He never planned to attend the dance, assuming he would be exhausted from rose deliveries and simply wouldn't be able to find the time as he worked on other things, and though as the day progressed he had found a sliver of hope the dance would be a possibility, this was crushed as quickly as it appeared when reality hit him. Avoiding the dance was a good idea, he convinced himself as he shuffled the pieces of parchment on the table in front of him. Guilt lingered in the back of his mind over disappointing November and his friends, and even himself since he knew he wanted to appreciate his time at hogwarts while he was still able to, but he tried to ignore it to focus on studying. There were homework assignments he needed to work on, notes to rewrite, and readings he needed to complete, all things that required him to be away from the dance and making the most of the quiet calmness elsewhere in the castle. His newt year was nearly over, he couldn't afford to slip up now and risk the future he was working towards.