Originally Posted by meganelizabeth

Christopher walked off from his and Cass's point of separate paths to their next classes, the whole wedding thing still in his mind. It wasn't weird to him that he was going with Cass or anything, but it was that Elyon had to bring a date that bothered him. He needed a goofy, rather nerdy kid that would just hang out and not try anything on her for her to attend with. Which was the exact opposite from the kid walking in front of him.

Christopher had seen the guy before, around the Great Hall, the corridors, and the Common Room- even in the dorms. But he hadn't ever taken a liking to the kid, no matter how "cool" he was. The third year wasn't the judgmental type, but although Christopher hadn't ever spoken to the kid, he most certainly knew what kind of guy he was. He'd seen it all the time back home at his Muggle village. This kid was rather demeaning and sexist towards women, hitting on girls left and right. Including his sister. And his Veela girlfriend. So naturally, the Gryffindor didn't take a liking towards the first year.

But what he saw next filled him with a mix of shock and pity. The poor bloke was crying. So being the goody two shoes he was Christopher dashed over to see what was wrong. He'd just lost his dad, but hadn't cried. He'd felt much too upset for that. But he thought it was pretty brave of the kid to be just crying, not caring what anyone else thought. It was rather admirable. So Christopher tapped the poor kid's shoulder and asked, "Erm, hey, mate.... Are you.... Are you alright?" He was just being his awkward self, but he sensed the kid feeling a little embarrassed to be around a loser like him. Which he was used to.