A trip pv Roman Burnett

Roman was exhausted. He had been at Hogwarts for a few days and still hadn't gotten a full night's sleep. He just got into a cycle where he couldn't stop overthinking and worrying about every little thing, and it was getting a bit ridiculous. Even during the few occasions, his mind was clear, one of his roommates was snoring louder than a freight train. So this morning, he decided to just get up early and go eat breakfast, even though he wasn't very hungry.

It was Roman's first time seeing the castle this early in the morning, and it was rather nice. He enjoyed the peaceful quiet. When he arrived in the Great Hall, there were a few more people than he was expecting, but still not very many. 'Perfect number- I don't look like a weirdo for being the first one here, but also, no one's going to disturb me.'

Just then, he was indeed disturbed. A human-sized force crashed into him from behind, knocking the wind out of his lungs and sending him toppling towards the hard stone floor. 'Son of a- what to they think they're doing?'

Roman winced as he realized there was a rather large scrape on his knee, but he didn't mind too much- he was more annoyed that someone crashed into him in the first place. And in a hall where he was the only person there, no less!

He spun around to face the culprit. It was a girl; she seemed to be a bit older than him, with pale skin, long brown hair, and round brown eyes. She looked a bit panicked.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to fall onto you like that. Are you hurt? I fell on you very hard.”

Roman shrugged, still rather annoyed at her. "No, I'm not hurt, but you should still watch where you're going. The entire room is empty and you still manage to crash into someone? That'll get you in real trouble someday."

'Ah, damn, that was a bit rude... Roman, you really need to learn to make better first impressions.'

"Uh, don't worry about it, though, I'm sure it could happen to anyone."

'It wouldn't have happened to me...'

made by Ellie Randensmith

Word Count: 224
Date: August 28th 2025

Interactions: @ Roman Burnett

I turn redder as he talks. He seems uhh annoyed I guess? He’s also younger. A first year. At least I didn’t fall into a professor.

“ Well I know the entire room was empty. I fell down the stairs and didn’t know anyone was there until I was on you. So that’s how I manage to crash into you. I wasn’t changing my course just to fall into you. Just a wrong place wrong time thing.”

I roll my eyes. He says something like don’t worry and blah blah blah. He’s obviously annoyed that I fell into him.

I sit up and as I’m doing that I notice that his knees hurt. I point to his knee, “Are you okay? I’m sure I have bandaids somewhere in my bag.” I look around and then spot it. I grab it and dig around in it. Finally I find it with some chocolate next to it. I hand the bandaid to him, “Hopefully that covers it! I have more if you need more. Do you need to go to the hospital wing? Also do you want chocolate? Makes everything for me a tad bit better. Unless your allergic. Are you?”

I smile at him softly as I stand up then I help him up. I brush my hands off on my robes and look around.

The girl seemed a bit annoyed at Roman (people usually were; he had a tendency to get too impatient too easily), but also a bit regretful about her mistake. She launched into an explanation of how she had crashed into him- something about falling down the stairs and wrong place, wrong time. Roman didn't care much. He knew she didn't mean to crash into him, he had just been a bit surprised and irritated, especially this early in the morning. Though, she wouldn't have known that, given the first words he had said to her were mean.

He zoned back in when she started fretting about his knee.

“Are you okay? I’m sure I have bandaids somewhere in my bag.”

She started searching frantically around for some Band-Aids. Roman wondered if, since she seemed to be at least a second year, she had learned any healing spells, and if so, why she would choose Band-Aids over magic.

"Uh- thanks-" Roman stammered as she applied the Band-Aid. He wasn't really used to people being so randomly kind upon first meeting, especially if said first meeting was colliding into each other.

“Hopefully that covers it! I have more if you need more. Do you need to go to the hospital wing? Also do you want chocolate? Makes everything for me a tad bit better. Unless you're allergic. Are you?”

"Sure, chocolate would be fine, and no I'm not allergic. And also no. I don't need to go to the hospital wing for a scratch or two."

Roman realized that probably came out a bit rude again. He decided to just restart the interaction since it was going so poorly on his end so far.

"I'm Roman, nice to meet you, and thanks."

'Hopefully that'll do it... we'll have some painful small talk and then I'll be on my way and I never have to see her again. Maybe.'

Word count: 275
ooc notes: Sorry for the late reply!

Interactions: @Roman Burnett

I had him a Hershey bar, “Well that’s good that your not allergic! My cousin sent my a bunch of muggle chocolate a couple days ago!” Noticing the strange look he made when I handed him the band-aid I realize what he's probably confused about, "I don't pay a lot of attention in class. So technically I know a healing spell but Im not so good at it, just good enough to pass the class. So don't want to mess up on you and hurt you. That'd be terrible" I say softly.

He introduced himself as Roman. Smiling I introduced myself back, "Im Bree! And it's wonderful to meet you too!" I pause to move aside for someone to pass, "What class do you have right now? Anything extraordinarily fun? Or are ya gonna skip? Trust me I won't tell if you do. I've skipped a few classes."

As I say that I remember the class I skipped yesterday. History of magic. I gotta ask a friend for the notes or what they did in that class. Potions I haven't skipped in a while, mostly because the new potion teacher is more strict than the last. Although detention might be worth it if I pranked him somehow. I wonder if the boy has had detention yet.

"Have you gotten detention yet?" I ask him abruptly, "I have gotten it twice. Wasn't so bad. It's not like they're torturing you in there. If they were they might as well call it the torture chamber," I laugh softly remembering my detentions. They really weren't terrible. Just running for the second and cleaning with writing for the first.