Returning to the place we met

Zavier Richards

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Yet again, Zavier had gotten away to Brightstone in time to see all of the Hogwarts New Zealand students to be out. Hands in his pockets, he strolled up the cobbled street, finding the weather remarkably warm compared to that at Durmstrang. His hair was messy, as usual, and it blew around a bit in the wind. Zavier felt his wallet in his pocket, but was saving his galleons until he saw her, Libby. Craning his neck slightly over the sea of students, his eyes came to rest on a familiar face. Zavier smiled cheekily and turned off in the other direction, wondering if she would follow. Coming to an abrupt halt and sitting on a bench outside his favorite store, Zavier pretended to be interested in a rip in the knee of his jeans, catching a glimpse of a figure escaping the crowds and coming along behind him. The suspence was all to much, and Zavier let out a small laugh. "Nice to see you again then," he grinned, looking up and shielding his face from the weak Autumn sun with his hand.
 
After her last visit to Brightstone Libby had been keen to go again, and with the break open she had set off in some plain jeans and her shirt. She wasn't one particulary to make herself up, although she did like to look nice. She grinned when through the crowd she saw Zavier. As he turned to walk backwards, Libby wondered if he'd seen her, or if he was just interested in something else.
Making her way through the students that were milling around, Libby walked up behind him, as he was now sitting on a bench outside the shop they'd met in. She smiled when he turned.
"And you." she replied cheerily. Their brief visit before this hadn't been much, but it had been enough for Libby to imagine what would change for her, should he as he said he would, move to Hogwarts. Moving around the other side of the bench, so he didn't have to face the sun, she took a seat before he could tell her otherwise. She put one of her hands over the other wrist, hiding the small burn she'd got last week. Turning to Zavier she smiled again, "Waiting for someone in particular?" she asked, hoping she hadn't just interupted anything.
 
Zavier grinned, pleased that Libby had followed him. As she sat down, he noticed her cover her wrist, but thought nothing of it. "No-one in particular." he smiled, biting back the urge to say 'you'. "But I have time," Zavier laughed faintly. It had felt like ages since he had last seen her, Zavier wished that they could've had another run-in in the Christmas holidays, without the typical restraints of a school weekend. "How've you been then?" he asked, deciding (yet again) that small talk was safest.

[crap post sorry]
 
At least that means i don't have to leave she thought, smiling. Not too much had actually happened since she last met up with him.
"Well, ive started my lessons again. I had to stop half way through the year." she said.
"I spent the holidays in the school. My family have moved house. I should go and visit in the next few days. Me and my brother that is." Libby's little brother was a first year Slytherin, and no matter how much she wished she could leae him behind her parents and hold her not to let go of him.
"What about you?" she asked, wondering if he'd managed to prank anyone recently. She realized she didn't actually know much about him, and hoped that would change.
 
Zavier frowned as she mentioned having to stop lessons. He'd never get away with it, and there had to be a reason, right? But he listened anyway, and smiled. "Oh cool, where abouts did they move to?" he enquired, hoping it was nearby. "Me? Not much, I had to stay at school over the holidays as well." He didn't mention that his family didn't want to see him, they weren't important.

Zavier was slightly disappointed at his lack of being able to prank anyone, but simply hadn't wanted to. Sure, there were the dungbombs, and that set of fireworks that he'd put underneath the charms teacher's chair, but that was hardly anything. It was more fun to target other students.
 
"Italy." Libby answered, smiling. "I was born there. We moved to England when i was three, and then my brother was born. We've moved back now but i hadn't had a chance to see the house." she said. It would have been nice to take someone with her but these days she couldn't see anyone close enough from her own school. It would have also been nice to ask Zavier if they'd known each other longer.
She wanted to know a few basic things. "Ok. What are your favourite lessons? Do you have any siblings? And, when's your birthday" she grinned. The last particulary was one she liked to know about all her friends.
 
"Wow, Italy!" Zavier grinned, it was one of the places he'd always wanted to go visit. "Favourite lessons.. charms. Two older sisters, and 12th January." he laughed, listing his answers as fast as she asked. "And you?"

in a hurry sorry
 

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