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Charles loved his broomstick and he loved quidditch. Ever since the blonde nicked a few galleons from his father and bought himself the nimbus 2001, he hadn't let the broom out of his sight so there wasn't any way that he would just leave it at Dumstrang during this trip.

Charles have been itching to give it a ride around the Scottish castle, he was hoping that Drew or Cassie would join him but neither of them really ever shared the Dumstrang's love and passion for quidditch and brooms. Charles decided that day that he would give his broom a fly around the school and practice a bit since he gone far to long without practicing quidditch, afraid that his skills would become rusty if he didn't practice.

Charles changed into some casual clothes, grabbed his brooms and walked through the campgrounds making his way toward the hogwarts quidditch pitch. Charles occasionally wished for a friend or someone that loved the sport as much as they did, that would be up for a race or a practice anytime but unfortunately he didn't have anyone like that..... not that he wasn't happy with the friends he had, he loved Drew and Cassie and Rosella and Ayu and Xeno... his boyfriend who he hadn't seen a lot and was starting to lose contact with. He was glad he had them all but it wasn't same.

Charles saw the pitch and a smile crossed his lips as he approached, stepping onto the field he took a breath and looked around. The feeling felt amzaing to be back at a place where he felt at home.

Charles mounted his broom and pushed off, takimg a steep incline up toward the hoops and sky missing the other there as he took a three quick and speedy sprints around the pitch until drifting toward the center and coming toward a halt.

That's when Charles saw him.

The boy who distracted him at the welcome feast. With dark eyes and dark hair paired with perfectly tan skin.

Charles felt his smile grow a little as he leaned forward a bit and headed toward the ground, smoothly jumping off of his broom still a few feet off the ground. Charles held his broom in one hand and held the other hand out to the beautiful mystery boy as he spoke" its a pleasure to meet you again, I'm Charles Alluring."

Roleplaying as iNPC Valentin Everbone - Ency
Beauxbatons | Second Year
English - French

Valentin was surprised that there hadn't been any Hogwarts students occupying the pitch when he had arrived. he figured surely someone must have been in the same habit of training before dinner as himself. In any case he was happy to have the pitch to himself, he imagined that the addition of other people, unfamiliar riders to him, whose styles and techniques might not work with his own, would just mess up his training.

When Valentin saw the blonde who had caught his attention during the welcome feast, he watched as the boy quickly completed a few laps around the pitch, content in the fact that he had not yet been spotted by the boy. He certainly knew his way about the broom he was riding, Val chose to assume that he was a fellow Quidditch player, or maybe even broom racer, beside the talent he showed on his broom, he wouldn’t expect very many other international students to bring brooms if they weren’t one of the two.

As the boy drifted towards the middle of the pitch, Valentin, having realised he had been spotted, quickly brought his broom to hover only a couple of meters off the ground to match the height of the boy, who was now closing the distance between them. Just before the boy had reached him, Valentin swung his legs around the broom, landing on the pitch and grabbing his broom.

“Valentin Everbone, we’re finally exchanging names then,” he said to Charles, “feel free to never call me Valentin though, Val’s fine. His hand met Charles’ and gave it a gentle shake, “you’re a Quidditch player aren’t you, or broom racer?” he asked, directing an inquisitive smile towards Charles, “it’s all in the hands,” he joked. He couldn’t really tell anything from the boy’s hands, but he must be a part of one of the sports.

“I couldn’t help but notice you had quite the posse with you that evening,” Valentin said, referring to the welcome dinner, “have you done this school hosting kind of thing before, or are you just really good at making friends?” he asked, laughing a little. “I’ve found that I tend to gravitate towards people similar to myself, which I’m not sure is the best tactic,” he said, “we’re hard to come by,” he added, a coy grin on his face.

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Roleplaying as iNPC Valentin Everbone - Ency
Beauxbatons | Second Year
English - French

Spotting the smile on the boy's face only made Valentin's grin widen, he enjoyed witnessing the emotion he would evoke in others, whether it was bad or good, the latter side of the scale was admittedly less common. Valentin wouldn't describe himself as a flirt, well at least not an 'honest' one, he has in the past done the whole flirting charade for fun, he had yet to decide his intentions with the blonde, it took a lot to break through to his actual emotions.

"Yes, I guess my parents wanted me to be quite the romantic," he said maintaining a slight grin, "if I'm being honest, it's still a holiday I've yet to see the appeal for," he admitted, thinking inside that it was only a holiday for those with someone to share it with.

Valentin laughed in amazement on hearing Charles's answer to his question, and there are those that say there is no such thing as coincidence, "believe it or not, but I am also a chaser, clearly the hardest working positions on the team," he joked, still impressed at the chances of them both deciding to train at the same time and being players of the same position.

If Valentin was unsure about Charles's opinion of him before, it was clear to him now, having the blonde reciprocate Valentin's own flirting attempts excited him a little, he wanted to know more about him, 'what a thought,' being interested in someone new. "Hahaha, well, you stand out from your friends," he said rather casually, no one else had caught Valentin's attention in the same way that Charles had during that welcome feast.

Although for most it would seem pretty normal, Valentin found himself feeling slightly impressed at Charles's interschool relations, it was a result of the kind of outgoing, friendly persona Valentin couldn't relate to having. "I suppose we might be quite similar," he said, "I'm not sure if that's a bad thing for me or for you," he joked.

"Not picked it up from my accent, whatever small amount of it is detectable," he wondered, "I'm actually kind of glad to know that I'm not obviously 'French', does it make me more mysterious?" Valentin asked. With his family having such a strong English background as well as French, and having brought up using both languages regularly, the lack of any one distinct accent made complete sense.

"Beauxbatons." Valentin said with in his exaggerated French accent, "I know what you're thinking, 'of course, he's from the city of love,'" he joked, it was only after he said it that he dwelled upon his use of 'love,' ah well, he didn't think too much of it and was sure Charles would feel the same, he didn't understand why people put so much thought into one little word.

"And you, which school do you call home?" he asked, Valentin had picked up on some kind of European accent, but was happy to admit that he was terrible at placing them. "So you've been here before," he said, thinking back to Charles's answer, "any tips for me, I've heard some mixed reviews so far," he added, laughing a little as he thought of the warnings he had overheard other international students giving out.

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