#age:15

Finish class. Get to the bridge. Finish class. Get to the bridge.

Remus repeated the words in his head as he packed away his books and threw his backpack on. Making a quick change from his uniform and then hurrying across the school so he wouldn’t be late.

Fixing his hair as he took a deep breath and looked around for once particular face. He became incredibly insecure when it felt as though everyone was staring at the panting half dressed nerd. Realising the state of his appearance he tucked in his shirt and straightened his cardigan. Just breathe Remus.

He hadn’t felt this nervous in a long time, the last time was probably the first time he’d transformed while at Hogwarts. Calming himself down as he took a deep breathe and waited. It felt like a few minutes became a lifetime. Today was a big day. He’d thought through every word and practiced them in front of the mirror although he still felt completely helpless.

A grin crossed his face when he spotted her in the crowd and he felt his shoulders loosen and his expression soften. “Hey... you look nice- pretty. Um yeah- you look good” he smiled a little bashfully before rubbing the back of his neck out of a nervous habit. “You ready to go?” he asked. Making a bold move as offered his hand out to her and hoped she’d take it.

@notsomild-dorcas

“Sorry to bother you but have you seen a tall woman with red hair and a blue shirt? Shes my mum, I got distracted and lost her.”

Ben was working hard in the library. He was working on a charms essay and was determined to finish it. He was about halfway through when he needed to get a different book. Ben placed his things in a neat pile and picked the book he had finished with so he could put it back where he found it.

Ben walked through the isles of books and placed his first book back and began looking for another. While he was looking he noticed someone sitting at a table by themselves. Ben continued to search for the book down the isle and as he got closer to the person he recognized them. Remus was a friend of his, his sister’s and James best friend. Ben always tried to make him happy. It seemed like he needed it. Ben found the book he was looking for and decided that he would sit with Remus and see if he needed some cheering up. 

He returned to his table and grabbed his things. He neatly stacked them on his arm and headed over to Remus’s table. “Hi Remus. Would you mind if I sit here?” he asked as he pointed to the chair across from Remus

@moonyinthedark

Ludo’s father sent him a surprise package after he was named captain of the Hufflepuff house’s quidditch team. Ludo quickly unwrapped the box in front of everyone at the Hufflepuff table. A group of people gathered to see what he had been given. Ludo quickly opened the package to see what was his father had sent. Ludo was thrilled to see that he had brought him the brand new Nimbus 1000. It was a brand new broom just released and was quickly becoming the broom of choice for most professional quidditch teams. Ludo made a mental note to send his father a letter to thank him. He admired the broom up and down, he loved it already. He could hardly keep the grin of his face.

“It’s fantastic isn’t it?” He said to the person in front of him who was staring at it “I hope it’s as good as they say it is”

It was early November and a cold wind struck the castle. Everywhere was freezing, students huddled effortlessly around the fire in search of some sliver of warmth. The common room was crowded with freezing first years with their hands over the roaring fire, wherever there was warmth there was somebody hogging the flames. 

James had the genius idea of going to the library, to look for some kind of charm to keep him warm or his robes or something! He told the others his plan and instructed them to find somewhere else where there might be fire.

As he entered the library he gave a sharp gasp, it was colder than he thought it would be. He placed his hands under his arm pits and walked through the shelves searching for any kind of book that may help. His eyes found a title that appealed to him and he hastily pulled it off the shelf. Flicking through desperately he beamed seeing a spell. He looked around and pointed his wand at his robes and began to mutter the spell to himself over and over trying to make it work. “Come on... Come on...” He said focusing so hard on the spell he barely heard someone walk up behind him.