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- 5/2036 (26)
The first few days of Hogwarts had been exciting, but now things were starting to grow a little boring. Tyler supposed a school was a school, even if magic was involved. He had been disappointed to find there weren't any athletic clubs one could join, if you didn't count the Quidditch teams. But since first years weren't generally allowed on the team and Tyler had no interest in the sport, he didn't count it. He would just have to go running by himself, or maybe find someone else to come with him. But he would miss the idea of being in a club where people competed, even if only subtly. Perhaps he would join the dueling club once he was a second year. It was annoying that all good clubs seemed closed to first years, but he supposed they were at the bottom of the ladder and still had to climb their way up.
The boy was sitting on one of the couches in the student lounge, leafing through one of the books for his classes. Occasionally he looked up if he could spot anyone he knew, or anything interesting that might occupy his afternoon for a bit. He wasn't sure what Blake was up to now, but he knew he couldn't follow him around everywhere without looking desperate. Tyler wanted the protection and power that came with being friends with someone like Blake, but he didn't want to look completely dependent on him either. If he was honest with himself, he was hoping to catch a glimpse of Sierra, the Gryffindor girl he had met. But he didn't see her in the student lounge. She was probably painting rainbows somewhere or something. The thought made him smile a little as he turned the page in his book.
The boy was sitting on one of the couches in the student lounge, leafing through one of the books for his classes. Occasionally he looked up if he could spot anyone he knew, or anything interesting that might occupy his afternoon for a bit. He wasn't sure what Blake was up to now, but he knew he couldn't follow him around everywhere without looking desperate. Tyler wanted the protection and power that came with being friends with someone like Blake, but he didn't want to look completely dependent on him either. If he was honest with himself, he was hoping to catch a glimpse of Sierra, the Gryffindor girl he had met. But he didn't see her in the student lounge. She was probably painting rainbows somewhere or something. The thought made him smile a little as he turned the page in his book.