Zayne Baros
USA Hit Wizard / Father of 2
- Messages
- 414
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curly 10 1/2" Unyielding Alder Wand with Acromantula Web Core
- Age
- 3/2016
I?m gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
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</s><FONT font="Times New Roman"><s></s><COLOR color="black"><s></s>Today was the day that <URL url="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpdu59kjai1qjjwkvo1_500.jpg"><s></s>Zayne Baros<e></e></URL> was going to be meeting Kaia Lutrova out in the Forbidden Forest. He had forgotten who's idea this was to go into the forest because this was his first time since stepping on the grounds at Hogwarts New Zealand. He was a little nervous, but overall this should be a fun experience for him and the Ravenclaw friend that he made the previous year. His bright silver eyes shone like stars as he made his way across the lawn. He did not know what he would need for a fort, but it would be worth it. Well, he liked hanging out with friends, so this would be an experience for him as Zayne had never climbed a tree before. A tree fort was in the tree, was it not? He thought it would be as it would make more sense being like that. As soon as he edged on the edge of the forest, he looked up to see how massively high the branches looked, and suddenly grew discouraged. Now how in the world was he expected to climb <I><s></s>that<e></e></I>? Zayne swallowed heavily before he dug into his messenger bag for a water bottle that he kept with him in case he ever got thirsty, and looking at these trees and what was inside them was enough to make his tongue feel like sand. Water was a sweet relief when Zayne managed to unscrew the top and he sipped it to moisten his mouth once more when he had been overtaken by fear. Could one blame him for feeling like that? What he would give to have a Gryffindor's courage right now. Whatever quality that Slytherin had was not cut out for something like this. This needed bravery, and Zayne was fresh out of that right now.<br/>
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The young Slytherin looked around hoping to spot his Ravenclaw friend. He had to tell her also that he was made Slytherin's Beater this year, and was happy about it too. He loved Quidditch, and his dad was a coach for a team. He used to be a Beater, but Keyne never mentioned for what team and for how long. His did never seemed to talk about about the days before he was made Coach. Maybe something bad happened or something? Zayne shrugged lightly and he leaned against the tree, the skin of his back feeling the bark beneath his shirt and jacket. Oh this was going to be a funny sight, seeing a Slytherin trying to climb a tree to build a fort. This could not have been his idea, but he agreed to it, thinking that it would be fun. From the distance from the Quidditch Pitch to here, the trees did not seem as massive as they were in person. He prayed that Professor Styx would not come out to bust them either because he did not want to be tortured at school by his Head of House that he was both comfortable around and freaked out by. Zayne got out a silver coin, a sickle, and started to flip it in the air and catching it, not even noticing that he was posing as some muggle wanting someone to approach him for a loan from the Mafia. Zayne thought that what he was doing was entertaining enough for him until his good friend came by and maybe teach him how to climb trees and build things. As a boy, he should already know these things, but he preferred the indoors over the outdoors. It was just Zayne's preference but no one would ever keep a gigantic forest full on monsters and creatures in a castle.<e></e></COLOR><e></e></FONT><e>
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The young Slytherin looked around hoping to spot his Ravenclaw friend. He had to tell her also that he was made Slytherin's Beater this year, and was happy about it too. He loved Quidditch, and his dad was a coach for a team. He used to be a Beater, but Keyne never mentioned for what team and for how long. His did never seemed to talk about about the days before he was made Coach. Maybe something bad happened or something? Zayne shrugged lightly and he leaned against the tree, the skin of his back feeling the bark beneath his shirt and jacket. Oh this was going to be a funny sight, seeing a Slytherin trying to climb a tree to build a fort. This could not have been his idea, but he agreed to it, thinking that it would be fun. From the distance from the Quidditch Pitch to here, the trees did not seem as massive as they were in person. He prayed that Professor Styx would not come out to bust them either because he did not want to be tortured at school by his Head of House that he was both comfortable around and freaked out by. Zayne got out a silver coin, a sickle, and started to flip it in the air and catching it, not even noticing that he was posing as some muggle wanting someone to approach him for a loan from the Mafia. Zayne thought that what he was doing was entertaining enough for him until his good friend came by and maybe teach him how to climb trees and build things. As a boy, he should already know these things, but he preferred the indoors over the outdoors. It was just Zayne's preference but no one would ever keep a gigantic forest full on monsters and creatures in a castle.<e></e></COLOR><e></e></FONT><e>