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Normally Paris wasn't one to wake up early without his mum or sisters going through some efforts to drag him out of bed, but with all his excitement he couldn't stay sleep for long, ready to explore the castle. His NEW home. The fourth year had managed to wake before all of his new dorm mates (who were more than a little interesting) and shower in case he ran into GIRLS before heading down to the great hall. He wanted to see everything, but he needed substance first. Food was stuffed into his mouth and washed down, whatever leftover being wrapped in napkins and shoved into the one free pocket he had.
His first stop on his explorations was of course the greenhouses, seeing how everything inside was all too bookish and the Scottish lad was not into any of that.
How was he supposed to know which one he was allowed in? Ignoring any signs, he poked his head into each one that was unlocked, looking for signs of life that were human, hoping that he'd find the professor out here. What was that man's name again? He didn't remember much of ANY of that long speech that had been given last night.
It wasn't until he reached the fourth greenhouse, opening it up and poking his head inside that he saw someone with a notepad that he wanted to shout over a hello except they were working. They looked focus too.
........... Wasn't that his flying buddy from over summer?
As quietly as he could (which wasn't all that quiet), he moved further into the greenhouse until he was right behind the older boy, peeeeeeeering over his shoulder to see what he was drawing.
Hmmmmm. "..... 's pretty good."
Toby had heard movement in the greenhouse and figured it to be either a very active plant or perhaps some human company; both were equally as likely as each other. He made a point to look around and see in a moment, riiiiiiiiiight after finishing this diagram. Already his focus was SO MUCH BETTER. This was amazing.
He was still listening to those other noises for a moment, but became engrossed in his journal once again, and next thing he knew there was a voice right behind him.
Managing not to jump in surprise
okay maybe just a tiny bit, Toby looked up and around, already smiling, and smiling wider still when he saw it was Paris from Diagon Alley.
"Thanks," Toby replied, glancing down at the page again.
"S'just my Herbology journal. I'm filling it with as many of the Hogwarts plants as I can." He flipped briefly through the past pages to show Paris, and then turned to look at him again and straightened up so he was standing again.
"What brings you down here? Checking out the place?"
More grinning. And it hadn't escaped Toby's notice that Paris was a Ravenclaw too; he'd been watching the sorting of course. How many Ravenclaw friends did THAT make? A ton? IT was beautiful.