Riley Smith
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It was a typical winters day in New Zealand and people were running around going
about their daily lives wearing jeans jumpers and coats. It was strange how someone
who had lived here all their lives would find the winter cold and yet someone who had
lived in a colder country would find it hot. Riley found it neither cold nor warm and he
was comfortably wearing his usual causal attire. He chocolate brown eyes scanned
his surrounds, it had been a while since he had been to Obsidian Harbour, what with
working all the time and living in a different part of the country he never really came
here much. It was only really Brightstone village that he went to but that was because
that was where his shop, Dervish and Banges, was located so he had to go there.
Otherwise he had grown accustomed to the muggle markets and shop around his home.
He needed to blend in and liked to seem normal. He came here to get his wizarding
supplies.
He and his extended family had settle rather well in to their new living place and were
getting on with the locals. They already had a few muggle friends and they were all so
friendly. Some even had kids of their own for Lowan to play with. Riley found their
houses so fascinating. There were so many devices he had not seen or heard of before
and the all did wondrous things. His own house had a few muggle bits and bobs in there
but nothing major like the muggles themselves had. However the reason for his presence
here was not because he needed to do some shopping, that was all done and dusted.
No he was here on a social call. He was meeting up with his long term friend, Caysi. That
had not seen each other in about a month and he thought it was time the met up again
and picked up where they left off. He may not have had much to tell her but once they
got talking it would be fine. He leant over the metal railings to look down over the water
a few meters below him. The water here was surprisingly clear. He looked down across
the beach, remembering the sunset when he had proposed to Adele. Down on one knee
with the sea splashing him as he asked her to be his wife. The happy memory brought a
smile to the Professors face. It was those memories which made Riley remember just how
good his life had been back before things had gone all wrong. Of course that was not the
case now, after he had spoke to Adele about everything he felt like he was finally walking
forwards with her again instead of backwards. There still always be the things that couldn't
be got rid of, like his condition for example. He would always be a Werewolf until the day
that he died. He would just have to accept it as life went on. And with the help of his
family he knew he wouldn't have to go through it alone.
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