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Clifton Ward

👓english👓goofy👓awkward👓clumsy👓
 
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32
OOC First Name
Rowan
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Too Young to Care
Age
1/2036 (12)
Hogwarts was a somewhat overwhelming experience for Clifton, and though he felt safer at this one than he would have in Scotland, it was difficult to keep track of everything going on at once. He sort of felt as though he lived somewhere outside the social sphere of his year, struggling just as he had in England to make friends, though at least so far noone at Hogwarts had outright bullied him. It didn't feel great though, walking through crowds almost unnoticed, feeling no part of the lives going on around him. Though Clifton tried his best to bridge the silence with his jokes, it just didn't seem to be working. So when he was feeling more melancholy, Clifton retreated to the things that had never failed him. Today, he had taken his flute down to the arts room, hoping for a few silent moments of music. Bringing the instrument to his lips, he began to pipe out a slow classical tune, the familiar music and the peace of playing soothing his nerves. However busy the rest of the school was, Clifton felt at home when he played.
 

Mark Ross

Marky | Lonely Singer
 
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105
OOC First Name
Deniss
Blood Status
Half Blood
Relationship Status
Too Young to Care
Wand
Almond Wand 14 1/8" Essence of Phoenix Tail Feather
Age
11
Some weeks had already passed and the semester was quickly coming to an end, so Mark decided to spend more of his time not trying to make friends, as he wasn't that confident to talk to people anyways, but rather trying to explore all of the huge castle. It was getting easier for Mark to get around the castle and find his classrooms, although other rooms still seemed like a huge mystery to the boy. Mark loved spending his time just wandering around the castle, sometimes doing it during their sleep time, yet he still didn't manage to get caught by a staff member.

Mark knew that there is an Arts room somewhere and he wanted to finally find the room where people just played musical instruments or were singing or drawing. Mark was pretty creative and he felt that maybe he could spend his time in that room, improving his singing abilities or musical instrument playing abilities or just drawing, what he loved to do. With a small smile on his face as he went closer to a room he has never been in, he heard a beautiful flute melody. It made him smile a little more. Was that the room he was trying to find? Mark stood in the doorway, looking at the boy he didn't know and just listening to him as he was playing. It was beautiful.
 

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