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[Georgia Astor]

Georgia was trying to work on her article for Hogwarts Monthly as she was really, really excited to actually work on her very first article. She wanted to make it the best, make the leader see that she was a good writer, good addition to the team. And since it was autumn, the air was starting to get a little warmer and Georgia wanted to enjoy the fresh autumn air and decided to sit in the courtyard. It seemed like a good place, it was cute, buzzing and atmospheric at the same time. So she just sat on a bench next to a tree, making a clear vision to everything that was in front of her, having a good view.

 

[Santiago Torres]

Santiago was getting better at handling the less than smooth surface of the courtyard with his skateboard. But he still lost his balance more than he ever did at the skatepark back home. He wondered for the millionth time if his friend back home missed him. He was in the middle of trying a new trick and brief moment of distraction sent him stumbling. He tried to catch himself but he knew he was going to fall. He hadn't been paying attention to what was around him since most people shot him annoyed looks. He managed to narrowly avoid running right into a tree but instead fell right on the bench next to it. A bench that was occupied. The next thing he knew there were pieces of parchment everywhere and his elbow and hip were throbbing from where they hit the ground first. "Ouch." he grumbled as he tried to regain his senses.

 

[Georgia Astor]

Georgia was throwing some little main ideas for the article, then some more for a potions essay. She was multitasking at its very best form until someone destroyed her whole peace. No, the assignments... Geogia almost cried out as her all papers flew in different directions but then she understood what more happened. "Oh God! Are you alright? Do you need help?" she had seen the boy around before, mostly with his skateboard. But she kept herself from touching him before he somehow pointed to her that it was alright, that he was alright. But before the answer, she was trying to get her assignments back.

 

[Santiago Torres]

Santiago was sure his face was redder than the Gryffindor banner than hung in the great hall as the girl he narrowly avoided crushing asked if he was alright. "I'm fine." he said quickly, even if the wind was still knocked out of him and he was catching his breath. The last thing he needed was some girl to fret over him. But that was when he noticed the papers again and a sense of guilt set in. "I'm sorry." he said softer this time. "Let me help." Santiago said but when he tried to grab some of the papers in front of him he winced and sucked in a breath.