Just A Dreamer

[Faxen Lowart-Kozlova]

Faxen Lowart could not have been happier to get outside the castle's grounds today. It was one of those beautiful spring days that required one to go somewhere less familiar to them. She would not have been happy to simply enjoy this day on the lawn or by the lake. No, she needed somewhere new to dream about. Faxen's coral sundress reflected her whimsical, sunny disposition. Everything about the thirteen year old was unique, right down to her unusal birthday that only happened once every fourth year. Faxen was different than her peers, which could be the reason why she had very few close friends.

Faxen walked down the cobblestone road, resisting the urge to just spin around and around in a circle, dancing as if she was the only one enjoying the warm spring sun. In her hands, she carried her guitar case. Her almond eyes looked for a spot that she might sit and play. Finally, Faxi spotted a patch of shade under a large, beautiful tree. The small girl bounced over to the area, gently placing her treasured guitar on the ground. She was always extremely careful with it, since it was one of the few items she had been left by her father. The beautiful brunette sat on a patch of soft grass as she took out her guitar, running her fingers over the neck like a long lost friend. Slowly, Faxen began to play a song, very much looking like an angel of music.

 

[Lawrence Andrew Cavell]

The day was warm and fresh, a perfect day for Enzo to wander around the streets. Enzo knew where to stroll around. Brightstone Village was a perfect place, he heard that it was once again open for Hogwarts New Zealand Students. That made him decide to go and maybe shop a little but mostly to hunt some girls to flirt with. Without any hesitation he went there by a train. He then also wondered if he could see his sister along the place wandering around but he knew that Ashe wasn't a fan of outdoors. The wind blew in a refreshing manner as it made Enzo's hair climb up to his forehead."I really need to get a haircut or something" he said to himself as he started to fix his hair for a while. His curly locks was driving him insane as it was already covering his eyebrows.

That very day he brought along Monica his green Gibson guitar, before he even decided to bring her along he was choosing between her and Leslie but gave up and got Monica with her. The very precious guitar was hanging around his back as he was strolling around the place wearing a perfectly ironed sky blue polo shirt, a pair of dark jeans and some leather sneakers to go with. The weather was warm and hopefully warm enough to find some hot girls walking around the village. It's been a couple of hours of walking as Enzo decided to have short rest under some trees. It was the perfect spot for him to cool down. As he was roaming his eyes back and forth he saw some trees behind the bushes. As Enzo was about to go near the tree he noticed a girl as beatiful as weather sitting under the tree. "Hey." was all he could say to the girl.

 

[Faxen Lowart-Kozlova]

Faxen looked up, startled to hear a voice near her. She had been too caught up in her her melody to notice the rustling of the grass or the soft troding of footsteps that would have alerted her to the approach of someone else. Her brown eyes studied the speaker of that one short word, noticing the little details about him. She was not unaware of his handsome appearance that all but took her breath away. Faxen was still rather young, only thirteen and just beginning to have feelings for the oppisite sex. His voice had been so casual, as if he knew Faxen, though she was certain that she had never met this boy before. The young brunette would have remembered a face like his. Faxi offered him a smile, kindness evident on her face. "Hello." she greeted him in return. "Um. I'm Faxen. I hope I wasn't bothering you." the young girl said, knowing that not everyone would be delighted by her music. For someone studying nearby it could be rather distracting.

Out of Character:

sorry its kinda lame.

 

[Lawrence Andrew Cavell]

The girl was beautiful indeed, at the same time she was young. She was obviously older than her sister Ashe, but still her beauty was different among the other girls he had met before. Enzo couldn't help but to stare at brown eyes. Fragile as flower that seems to blossom more and more. "Pleasure meeting you, I'm Enzo. No worries, It's alright." he assured her. Enzo held her hand and gave her a gentle kiss on her hand, it was his regular greeting for a girl. The weather was just right as it complimented the two. "I guess I haven't seen you around here? Are you a student?" he asked him curios if she was. After all he needed to start a conversation, he didn't wanted her to leave. As Enzo was purely captivated with Faxen. He couldn't help his eyes as he was still staring at Faxen.

Out of Character:

Sorry for the delay! and again with the lameness. Sorry.

 

[Faxen Lowart-Kozlova]

Faxen smiled at the clearly older boy who introduced himself as Enzo. The brunette was slightly startled when he pressed his lips to her hand. It was a nice gesture though, very sweet actually. "It's nice to meet you too." Faxi said with sincerity. "Yeah I go to Hogwarts New Zealand. I'm in gryffindor." the third year answered in a bright voice. "What about you? Do you go here?" she asked, truly curious. Until now, Faxen hadn't noticed his guitar. Her chocolate eyes widened. "Do you play as well?" she asked, excited that she may have made a new friend who could practice alongside her. Guitar was her second instrument, piano being her first. The young brunette had yet to fully master the guitar despite her natural disposition for music.

 

[Lawrence Andrew Cavell]

Enzo simply nodded with the girl words, she seems to fresh and bubbly like the other students. She was very different from her sister, Faxen was full of light and glee. "Oh Hogwarts New Zealand, My sister goes there. What year are you in?" he asked her wondering what year she might be in. "Oh no, I'm just visiting. I'm from Durmstrang actually." he said to her wondering she wasn't surprised or anything. Durmstrang was famous for teaching Dark Arts, he wasn't fascinated at first but at the end it seems to be very interesting. Enzo stared at her brown eyes as she was noticed his guitar that was hanging at his back. "You have no idea." he teased her. Of course Enzo played the guitar well, he loved bringing them along. He never seem to join any band or even start it, but who knows.