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GlassXRose 
Folded up under the tree, notebook in her lap, a girl with bright red hair stared down at the page as she moved her quill across it, making quiet scritch scritch noises as she wrote. She didn't care that she was sitting on the ground, although her neck was starting to hurt. Not far away, a ferret played by the water, chasing after the minnows as they swam above the pebbles in the most shallow parts of the shore.
She wore black skinny jeans and a white blouse underneath her Ravenclaw vest, and next to her on the ground was her Transfiguration textbook. She had meant to come out here to her ahead on her studies, being that it was her favorite subject, but she had flipped to a new page in her notebook and had begun writing, as often happened.
The girl occasionally looked up and around, keeping an eye on Kit, hearing other students nearby, but she sat by herself, which she was okay with at this moment. She'd get down to some socializing later. For now, she was taking this quiet time to herself.
Silas had gone almost all the way around the lake by the time he neared the Beech tree. He wasn't in a hurry, he was just out here for good old fresh air and exercise. Of course, he could be doing more int he way of exercise, but meh. He had brought along a baseball, which he was turning over and over in his hands, occasionally tossing it into the air. Silas was wearing a tan sweater over a white-collared shirt, sleeves pushed up, of course. His pants were a darker shade of brown, contrasting with the red and orange all around him.
Silas looked down towards the lake from the pathway, seeing the way the leaves reflected in the water with the occasional ripple here and there, the movements of the fish. Not looking where he was going, his foot slipped off the side of a rock, making him reach out to stop himself from falling, and the ball tumbled from his hands, down towards the shore.