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Mad Eye Touz 
It was because this area of Hogsmeade was dark, dank, and discouraged that Aspen chose it. She hadn't exactly been the most accessible or popular student at Hogwarts this year, her final year, and she wished to remain in the dark to most.
Plus, she had waited a very, very long time for this meeting and didn't want to be interrupted.
Aspen let Egbert, her fruit bat, loose to fly around the dark alley. Just in case, she didn't want him in her pocket when Joao arrived. If he arrived. She lowered the hood of her cloak and waited patiently with her hands tucked inside her pockets.
Aspen, and her riddles; her riddles and Aspen.
Although he arrived in England a day before, Joćo still looked a little worn-out as he hurried past Hogsmeade, trying to locate the street Aspen wanted to meet. He was amazed by how quickly he'd forgotten this small town. He was late, and it stressed him out. It never did good to stress out around Aspen.
Finally, after touring the town for the millionth time, he just followed the stink and he found her with Egbert on a deserted street, about twenty metres ahead of him. Although he was angry at her for her location choice, he couldn't help but smile wryly as he slowed down not to scare her or look
too enthusiastic.
"Awfully nice smell here," he commented as he approached, his smirk getting bigger. Somehow, he looked more Brazilian than ever, and his accent'd got heavier in the few months they didn't seen each other. His hands were also inside his heavy coat's pockets, probably grabbing his wand. He trusted her by now, but he had learnt some heavy lessons. He stopped one metre ahead of her and studied her face, ignoring the urge to check Egbert.