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18 June • date London Quidditch stadium • location Family, aren't we ? • thread

Swan was more than excited this day. Actually, he was every day, at this camp. The young boy, soon a second year, loves this camp and the people in. Why not discover more ? That is what he like the most so when there is activity that he do not like, people and discovering them is his hem... Should we say new activity ? Anyway, that is what it is and that is his plan for the day. Weird, no ? Swan is.

Now out of his tent, in the Quidditch stadium (such a big place !), he tried to found a good t-shirt to wear. I am hungry... Every time, Swan, as a proud hufflepuff, was hungry. After all, he have not eat anything this morning... Maybe someone could give him something to eat ? Outside of the tent, he followed, on tiptoe, a girl with long brown hairs, in his year. I don't remember who is she...

He passed a hand between his hair, and his quarter veela began to awaken inside him. No Swan, no. Not on everyone ! Not the charm on all... He patted her on the shoulder. Without waiting to see if she was listening or not, Swan started "Hey pretty brunette, don't you have something to eat ?" He winked at her, before waiting for her answer.

─────It had only been a few days since the start of summer camp, so it was understandable that Alex had feelings of anxiety. But, then again, she had adjusted quite quickly to life at Hogwarts and this was nowhere near as big of a change as that. She'd been having a constant feeling of worry during the past few days and was always on edge, Alex had barely been sleeping because of it. Today, slightly visible, in certain lighting, under her makeup, she was sporting a pair of dark circles under her eyes from her severe lack of sleep.

Alex was wearing a cute oversized gray sweatshirt with a black miniskirt and white tennis shoes. honestly, such a vibe She had her hair up in a messy bun since she was too tired to do anything creative with it.

She walked out of her tent alone, since Prat was still asleep, and headed off to get some breakfast. She had only been walking for a few moments before she felt a hand tap her on the shoulder, causing her to jump and quickly spin around. When she did, she saw a boy who looked to be about her age and vaguely familiar. She didn't remember ever seeing him around the castle, but she knew that she had met him before.

The boy had curly brown hair, and dark brown eyes, and if she was honest, Alex would say he was fairly attractive. He asked her if she had anything to eat. She did, but it was only snacks that she had brought for Prat. Ehh.... I'm sure he won't mind...

"Oh, um, yeah I do," she smiled at the boy and pulled out a random bag of snacks she had in her bag and handed it to the brown-haired boy. "Though you're welcome to come with me to get breakfast!" Alex offered.

"I'm Alexandria by the way. Alexandria Clark."

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18 June • date London Quidditch stadium • location @Alexandria Clark • mentionning

Oops. It came like this. Sometimes, Swan was using his part-veela abilities for stupid things, and he only was trying to have something to eat this time but pop. He always ended up having a funny effect on girls or... Or not, as was the case this time. Oops sorry! He said, sorry of how he've talked and how he've acted, but realising the girl literally never realised that he was just trying to use his powers, he've said: N-nevermind.

The young brunette, whose eyes were a little darker than her hair, offered him to go and eat with her, which he did not refuse. He was hungry, and understood that it was stupid to ask when there were some better things prepared for him and every campers each mornings. Yeah of course! It is a better idea haha, I don't know why I have asked you. He finished his sentence and smiled at her, the happiest in the world.

The girl presented herself as Alexandria, a cute name he have never heard before, but a name he was happy to learn, normally. I am Swan. Swan Clark. But more perplexed than ever, he replayed the scene in his head... Alexandria... Clark. also. But no, Clark was a running name, wasn't he? Why was he beginning to doubt this? Why did he think he was connected to her? Clark like you... Weird... Weird... he said.