- Messages
- 353
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Straight 15 1/2 Inch Unyielding Hornbeam Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 02/2050 (14)
Magne had not slept well in the slightest. It was admittedly understandable, until that night had never slept in a house. He'd always slept on a boat, there was always a little movement on a boat. The castle didn't rock or move. The noises were just of other sleepers, not that of birds, of the water or anything else that Magne was used to. but he didn't mind. Instead he welcomed it, had used the time to try to practice numbers in english, and then knew exactly when to go outside. The morning was fresh and cold, it was dark, with only the first tendrils of light. He'd put on a thick jumper his mother had made him for the new school, and a pair of loose fitting trousers. He made his way outside, it had rained at one point during the night, the grounds were still wet from it. Magne moved to the water. He slipped off his shoes and rolled up his trousers and stepped into the water tentatively. It was cold but refreshing. It felt good. He took a deep breath, and let it out slowly, as he noted those first rays of sunlight hitting the horizon.