Making Friends? PV Ebony Vetra Closed

time: n/a

location: city of london

clothing: school robes

mentioning/interactions: dylan

E<sup>bony was tired of school. The homework load was getting way too heavy for her procrastinating self to handle, and even though her social life was in a relatively good place now, in her opinion, she just wasn't feeling like talking to anyone within Hogwarts. Besides, it's been a while since she had left Hogwarts, and the City of London was a great place to go.

She ran her hand through her loose hair and tied it up into a long dark ponytail, her waves bouncing. She observed and admired the scenery in London, how the trees rustled, how the snow fell, how the people walked, how nature moved. Everything was so still that it felt peaceful, and it felt like a nice break from school; the stress, the talking, the classes, the competition. Okay, maybe not competition. Ebony would always look forward to competition no matter what, whether it was Quidditch or House Points.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a boy. He had light brown hair and piercing eyes. She didn't know whether people out here were muggles or wizards, but the boy looked like a wizard. Maybe it was the way he stood, or the way he looked at things, Ebony didn't know, but she was pretty certain he was a wizard. She hadn't seen him before in Hogwarts, however, and she wondered if he was one of the upper-years whom she had never introduced herself to, or a new first year whom she hadn't welcomed yet. Hesitating, she wondered whether she should go talk to the boy, or enjoy some private time.</sup>

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The cool air made her hair flow freely behind her as she stood, admiring the view and eyeing the boy from time to time, still hesitating and rethinking her decision of not approaching him. Would it be weird if she randomly walked up to a stranger and greeted them? Would she be interrupting anything he might be doing? Did she trust herself enough to socialise without embarrassing herself?

As she continued to ponder and overthink more and more, with too many "what ifs" popping up in her mind, she failed to hear the footsteps behind her. When a sudden voice sounded, she whipped around, eyes wide with alarm, until she realised it was the same boy she had been wondering about. "Hey, I'm Ebony," she said, smiling nervously and slipping her hands into her pockets. "Yeah, sure is a nice day. This... weather is cool, it's not too cold but not too hot. I really love the wind," she rambled. Really? The weather? She didn't expect much when it came to herself socialising, but the weather was the last thing to talk about. "Oh, no, I'm not really doing anything, just wandering around. Are you from Hogwarts, by any chance?" she asked curiously, tilting her head and squinting. Ebony wondered if he belonged in an older year and in another house, because she did not recognise any bit of this boy. Not his hair, or his eyes.